Bai Hezheng felt a slight easing of guilt after hearing Luo Wenyuan's words, but he was even more relieved. He was thankful that Luo Wenyuan had met such a remarkable person as Chen Qingshan. Otherwise, not only would Qilin have lost a powerful warrior, but he would have also lost a beloved nephew, a loss both publicly and personally unbearable. Understanding the whole story, Bai Hezheng didn't want to miss out on this promising talent, Chen Qingshan, and was determined not to give up until he had recruited her into Qilin.

"Report--!"

When Luo Wenyuan heard the voice, his eyebrows knitted together and he shouted in a bad mood:

“Get in here!”

Lei Bei was wearing a black suit covered in oil stains and dirt. The poison from Mandragora had worn off, and he was finally no longer limping. He walked in with his head lowered, followed by the two-meter-tall man with a simple and honest look on his face.

Luo Wenyuan used his earth-based ability to bury Lei Bei. Fortunately, there was a sentry on guard in the valley. The two sentries and Batur, who had regained consciousness, worked together to dig Lei Bei out.

Lei Bei knew that Commander Bai had not handled the matter properly today. He and Batur had stepped on a landmine. The boss obviously had a grievance against him, so he led Batur into the house in disgrace.

"Commander Bai, Boss—!"

Hong Deng was resting on Qingshan's shoulder. When he saw Lei Bei coming in, he was so angry that he started to curse:

"Bah! Look at your unlucky and dissolute character. You have a ghost head, toad eyes, a wicked person who was stabbed. You are a person who has no one in the area forty miles. You are a toad that turned into a worm and you were reborn as a turtle. You have no eyebrows in your three lives. Your father is a turtle and your mother is a stinky woman!"

Back in Villa No. 8, Hong Deng loved watching that nationally popular rural comedy. She'd somehow picked up a mouthful of insulting Northeastern slang, and today, she finally put it to good use, hurling it all at Lei Bei. Everyone else could only hear the red cicadas' incessant chirping, but Qingshan's mouth twitched as he stared at Lei Bei, listened to Hong Deng's shrewish voice, and tried hard to stifle his laughter.

Lei Bei saw the red light barking at him non-stop, and he knew it wasn't an ordinary bug. It might be holding a grudge against him. He smiled sheepishly at Qingshan:

"Hey, my little beauty, I'm sorry for hurting your bug. What was it...screaming about?"

Qingshan was delighted and stretched out his index finger to touch Hong Deng's carapace. Hong Deng stopped talking and rubbed his head against it like a spoiled child.

"It's praising you!"

Lei Bei looked very proud:

"Haha, thank you!"

Qingshan covered his mouth and almost laughed out loud.

Bai Yun saw that Lei Bei's ears were covered with bloody, thin, deep wounds, so she walked over and covered them with her hand. Dark green wood-type power emanated from her palm to heal Lei Bei's wounds.

Chen Qingshan was very curious when she saw the healing power of the wood element for the first time. She stared at Bai Yun's hand in confusion. She could feel that the dark green light was emitting a strong vitality.

Bai Yun's ability is not as good as Bai Hezheng's, but it is more than enough to heal Lei Bei. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all the wounds on Lei Bei's ears have healed, leaving only pink scars. It is estimated that the scars will disappear in a few days.

Qingshan was inwardly impressed. The power of psychics was truly miraculous. Take wood-based psychics, for example. Their healing effects were no less impressive than spiritual powers. Tuanzi was right. Even though there were no cultivators left, the power of these psychics should not be underestimated.

Bai Yun cured Lei Bei and used her supernatural power on Batur's palm. Her eyes swept over Chen Qingshan from time to time, with a hint of provocation.

Qingshan is a man with a very high emotional intelligence. He had long noticed that Bai Yun was interested in Luo Wenyuan. He felt funny in his heart. It seems that she regards me as a rival in love. Haha, who cares! Thinking of this, Qingshan rolled his eyes at Luo Wenyuan. Luo Wenyuan didn't understand how he had offended this little bastard and made her unhappy. He was depressed and didn't look at Lei Bei in a good mood.

"Boss, I was wrong..."

"Don't call me boss, I don't have subordinates like you!"

“Boss—!”

"Lei Bei, I've been away for over a year, you must be so happy you're going crazy, letting yourself go! What's with that hairstyle? Is your mop a spirit? Your allowance isn't enough, so you're going to beg on the Capital Subway? And why is your hair growing so fast? Have you developed a new superpower?"

"Boss, you can't wrongly accuse me. Ask Batu how much I've missed you this past year! I've been nagging him every day about when you'll be back, and Batu's tired of it!"

"Don't interrupt me, I'm talking about your hair, hurry up and shave it for me, don't let me do it!"

"Boss, I just spent thousands on these seamless hair extensions. Let me keep them for two days!"

Luo Wenyuan didn't say anything. He raised his right hand and a fist-sized orange-red fireball burned in his palm. As long as Lei Bei dared to continue to be stubborn, Luo Wenyuan would throw the fireball at his head.

"Hey, Boss, please be merciful. I'll shave it, I won't bother you anymore!"

Luo Wenyuan then turned off the engine and turned his head away from him, believing that out of sight, out of mind.