Chapter 6 Make Him Fall in Love with You

In the tea room, Leng Xiangyu was picky for a long time and finally chose to use ice spring water to make tea.

"You have to eat the very tip of this Snow-Top Green Tea, and throw the rest away." Leng Xiangyu took a sip, not caring at all about how this priceless tea was treated.

"Of course the tea you sent is good." The God of Ice loves tea and has a close relationship with the God of Wood. Whenever the God of Wood has some good tea, he thinks of him.

Chi Changyuan was busy drinking his tea, so he didn't notice Leng Xiangyu's gentle eyes darkened by his wide sleeves. He asked softly, "What are you going to do with Han Zhi? Are you going to just keep him here?"

"Of course not!" Chi Changyuan knew that Leng Xiangyu hated Han Zhi, and he also knew how many excessive things Han Zhi had done to Leng Xiangyu. As a good friend of Leng Xiangyu, he originally wanted to help Leng Xiangyu torture Han Zhi.

"I'm just torturing him now... If you don't feel relieved..."

"I just feel unsatisfied." Leng Xiangyu showed the scar on his wrist, "Changyuan, I kindly acknowledged him as my brother, but he burned my arm with his karmic fire. I will never forget this."

The hideous scar on the flawless white wrist looked extremely unsightly.

Leng Xiangyu also said: "Although my father loves me, Han Zhi is still in his heart... Every time he sees my father, he is dissatisfied with me."

After he said this, Chi Changyuan's reluctance vanished. He still vividly remembered how Han Zhi had treated Leng Xiangyu, and he really shouldn't have felt any sympathy.

He is just a lowly and dirty illegitimate child. Why should he compete with Leng Xiangyu?

He said, "What's your idea?"

Then he added, "I can't kill him. He saved Jiang Mo, so I promised not to kill him."

"Don't worry." Leng Xiangyu smiled slightly: "I just want him to fall in love with you."

"Varied……"

"Attack the person and the mind. Han Zhi has profound magical powers and a strong body, but what's the point of asking him to take a few beatings?"

Isn't he arrogant? He was determined to tear off Han Zhi's calm mask.

"Falling in love with you, willing to give everything for you, and then you destroy his pride, wouldn't that be more interesting?"

Chi Changyuan chuckled.

"It's interesting, but if I just do the work, I have to do it without some kind of reward."

He climbed up the pole: "Practice the real ice freezing technique before you come to fight me." God knows how tiring it is to fight with a rookie, but Leng Xiangyu especially likes to ask him to be a sparring partner.

Leng Xiangyu was silent for a moment. He didn't expect that this was what he wanted, so he agreed.

"Everyone says you, the Snow God, are the most gentle and kind, but I don't think that's the case at all."

Chi Changyuan silently complained: "Those who offend you are so unlucky."

"I can't help it," Leng Xiangyu said helplessly. "Han Zhi is much more talented than me, and he's the eldest son. Even though he went to Jin Nation out of spite with our father, if he regrets it one day and comes back, our father will definitely use him. If I don't work hard, I'm afraid I won't even be able to keep my position as Snow God."

Chi Changyuan heard from Leng Xiangyu that Han Zhi was the illegitimate son of the Ice God and the Demon God after he had a grudge with Han Zhi. He said that Han Zhi was arrogant and rude, and had been spoiled for hundreds of years by his uncle, the Ice God. But because of a small quarrel, he turned around and went to the Jin Kingdom, which his uncle hated the most, to find his biological mother. He was really an ungrateful person.

He is worthy of being the offspring of the devil, and has the same character as the devil.

Mentioning this, Chi Changyuan seemed to think of something interesting. He had been curious about this question for a hundred years but had never found a suitable opportunity to ask. Now seemed like a good opportunity: "The Demon God is a male god, and my uncle is also a male god. How did they..."

"The first person to try Aunt Mu's pregnancy pill was the Demon God. It seems to be very effective." Leng Xiangyu had nothing to hide.

A prisoner of war was treated however he wanted.

What's the big deal about giving birth to a child for an enemy? He once saw from afar the basement where the demon god was imprisoned. It was so cold and gloomy that he felt uncomfortable even getting close to it.

The fact that the child was born here was unknown, either because the demon god had excellent physical fitness or because Han Zhi was destined to be lucky.

Han Zhi did not go back to the stable to sleep this time. Jiang Mo arranged for him to live in a room next to the stable.

Uncle Zhang felt so distressed when he saw him coming back with injuries, but when he saw Jiang Mo was there, he didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Mo naturally knew what Uncle Zhang was thinking of him, and said awkwardly, "He's injured, please take good care of him. Tell me if he needs anything."

For the rest, he couldn't help much.

Passing by Uncle Zhang's surprised expression, he walked up to Han Zhi and handed him a storage ring.

"Although I was unconscious, I could sense that there were only two people in the room these days, and one of them had been saving me... Your Highness doesn't understand these things, so it must be you."

Han Zhi raised his eyes and glanced at him. He didn't expect Jiang Mo to be so smart that he could easily deduce that it was him who saved him.

This is good, as it prevents him from mentioning it on his own initiative and appearing to be asking for repayment.

"I know you come from a very special background, but your parents clearly don't want you anymore. You don't have much money to rely on. You won't die if you don't eat or drink, but you'll suffer..." He rambled on incoherently for a long time, then said with a hint of guilt, "No matter where you come from or what your ancestors did, you're my savior. I've saved some things here, use them if you can."

"You don't have to return it to me if you can't use it. Give it to whoever wants it..."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away, not even giving Han Zhi the right to refuse.

Naturally, Han Zhi had no reason to refuse.

He only had that one set of clothes, which had been beaten to pieces so many times that it was almost unwearable.

He was too embarrassed to lend Uncle Zhang money.

Therefore, he opened the storage ring with hope, hoping that there would be some daily necessities inside.

Um……

Ganoderma lucidum, deer antlers, and thousand-year-old ginseng are considered ordinary items to immortals.

The more expensive ones include various magical weapons and elixirs, but Han Zhi looked at them one by one and found that they were of little use to him.

There was also some gold and silver, which might be used to help him build connections.

I searched over and over but couldn't find a single decent piece of clothing.

Could it be that Jiang Mo thought he could use magic to conjure up a piece of clothing?

But?

Han Zhi held his head in silence. How could he explain the fact that he no longer had any magical powers?

Given how quickly he recovered from his injury, I guess no one would believe it if I told them.