MY disciple, MY son

After registering the two women in the sect, Xie Qing returned to the pavilion where he lived with Xu Mei. As it turned out, Master was waiting for them right at the gate and looked indifferent, glancing at the two women. Xie Meiling also adopted a neutral expression, which was unusual for Xie Qing.

"Greetings, Lady Xu. I must say, it has been many years since our last meeting, and you are still as energetic and agile as ever," Xie Meiling politely nodded in greeting.

"What are you saying, what are you saying? You flatter me, Lady Xie Meiling," Xu Mei replied in a neutral voice and looked at Xie Qing, who was smiling brightly, and snorted: "It seems that MY disciple has caused you some inconvenience, hasn't he? Well, forgive him, he's a bit mischievous with ME."

"Ha ha ha, what are you talking about, Lady? MY and BELOVED son would never cause me any trouble," Xie Meiling replied with a dry laugh, shaking her head.