Bing Nandong's nonchalant attitude only infuriated Zhuang Yujing, who immediately knitted his brows. "Come to think of it, you might not know this, but your fiancé is no ordinary man. Back then, he specifically sought me out and asked me to join him in killing you." Zhuang Yujing gave a provocative smile. "I thought if we locked you two up together, he'd really kill you."
Fan Zhiyi: "Huh?" What, what are you talking about? The original body wants to kill this boy?
No, Fan Zhiyi is a little overwhelmed.
"Look, this is even put on! You people from Tianyun Sect are just all show!"
"He will soon no longer be a member of Tianyun Sect!" Bing Nandong stood up and stared at Zhuang Yujing, "Get out."
"This is my territory. I can be wherever I want."
"Hey, do you Jiuwanli like to peek at other people changing clothes?"
Zhuang Yujing's face turned green with anger. Seeing Bing Nandong slowly putting on his clothes, he became even angrier. He slammed the door and walked out, closing it considerately.
Fan Zhiyi: "Then I..."
"roll."
"Okay!" He can't beat them, he can't afford to offend them, so he'll just stay hidden, alas.
Fan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief after he went out. He still had the aftereffects of long-distance running, and because of Bing Nandong's kick in the morning, Fan Zhiyi felt like his whole body was about to be ruined.
He knew that adolescents have unstable tempers and that children nowadays are very strong, but he didn't expect it to hurt so much.
However, what Fan Zhiyi didn't expect was that the young master would be waiting outside. The disgust in his eyes was obvious when he saw him rubbing his waist. Even He An, who had been standing outside the door, hurriedly took a few steps back and kept a distance from him.
Is it necessary to be so exaggerated, dear? Nothing happened.
As a modern person and a senior online literature enthusiast, Fan Zhiyi reads a wide range of literature. Although he has not read some books specifically, as a traffic code, some male-oriented novels also give him some ideas.
Fan Zhiyi’s point of view is respect and understanding.
However, he has been single for so many years and has never been attracted to anyone except money. He is the type of person who would take the red string of the matchmaker to the temple of the God of Wealth and then kneel down for a long time.
But it’s better for the young master to ignore him. The more he talks, the more mistakes he makes, so he won’t be exposed.
"Hey, it's just you, hey."
Just because you don't cause trouble doesn't mean trouble won't come to you.
The eldest young master gave Fan Zhiyi an order, so naturally he did not dare to slack off. He didn't know if there were any laws in this world. It would be as easy to crush him to death as to crush an ant.
Fan Zhiyi looked over and gave a polite smile.
Zhuang Yujing asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Fan Zhiyi: “???”
"Didn't you come to me and tell me you hated Bing Nandong and wanted him dead? You begged me to cooperate with you. Why didn't you take advantage of such a good opportunity last night?"
Fan Zhiyi continued, "Did you agree when I begged you?"
"Hmph." Zhuang Yujing was particularly disdainful. "Although this young master dislikes Bing Nandong, I dislike even more people like you who are so cunning and sinister that you disdain to cooperate with me."
Fan Zhiyi, who had learned the news, continued, "If that's the case, then how can I be sure that I can kill him in your territory?"
"So that's how it is."
At this moment, the door clanged open. Bing Nandong came in, fully dressed, still carrying his sword on his back. His lips were pale, but he didn't even glance at Fan Zhiyi. He looked at Zhuang Yujing and asked, "Where's the child?"
Fan Zhiyi noticed that the young man was particularly unhappy with him, even more unhappy than when he first met him.
No way, what he just said won't be heard, right? He's just talking nonsense, he can explain it!
"Still sleeping, what would I do to a child?" Zhuang Yujing then asked gloatingly, "So you were abandoned by your companions, and then you were defeated by those evil spirits, and ended up in this horrible state during your hasty escape?"
Bing Nandong: "..." He felt that being dragged along for a distance by Fan Zhiyi after he fell unconscious was even more humiliating. And if he told Zhuang Yujing that he had gone back to save Fan Zhiyi, it would be very unpleasant.
Seeing that Bing Nandong's lack of response didn't affect Zhuang Yujing's mood at all, he felt that he had finally turned the tables. "I heard from He An that you guys came out of Xue's house. What's the situation there now?"
"I'm afraid the formation won't hold out for much longer. For some reason, the yin energy inside is getting worse, and evil spirits are breeding."
Zhuang Yujing nodded. "That's because you haven't seen the world. I heard from the people in the city that the trouble at the Xue residence started after their daughter died. It must be that the deceased young lady was unwilling to repent and turned into an evil spirit to commit evil. Once this most powerful one is eliminated, the others will be minor problems."
Bing Nandong sneered: "That's easier said than done. Why don't you try getting rid of her?"
"If I were to encounter such a situation, I would definitely make sure she never came back, and I wouldn't end up in such a miserable state like you." Zhuang Yujing rolled his eyes.
Seeing that the young master was about to start talking nonsense, He An immediately coughed lightly and said, "Young master, go have breakfast. You still have to patrol the city later."
"That's true. I have important things to do. He An, just throw these three out. It's annoying just looking at them." Zhuang Yujing waved his hand.
He An whispered in his ear: "What about the ransom?"
"Who cares what he does? Why would this young master need this little thing from him? But if it's delivered, I'll just accept it."
Seeing that he was about to be kicked out, Fan Zhiyi asked with an attitude of seeking peace of mind: "Um, so, have you dealt with all the things I asked you to help deal with last night?"
Zhuang Yujing looked confused: "What is it?"
He An whispered it to him.
After hearing this, Zhuang Yujing said nonchalantly: "What's so special about your things?"
Fan Zhiyi opened his mouth, then found that he couldn't speak. His face changed drastically with fear. He looked at Bing Nandong for help, pointing at his neck.
In response, Bing Nandong replied with three words: "I did it."
Fan Zhiyi: “…”Brother, are you sick?
Zhuang Yujing didn't bother to watch what they were doing here. He walked past Bing Nandong with a fan in his hand and suddenly said softly, "This young master can't bear to see you die. I'm reminding you to be careful of Fan Zhiyi."
"You'd better not be stupid enough to actually go into Xue's house and die before me."
"You...good!" Zhuang Yujing laughed out of anger.
Then the three of them were really thrown out. To be precise, Fan Zhiyi was the only one thrown out because he was so sore all over that he couldn't walk fast. Xiaobao, on the other hand, was wearing a brand new set of clothes and was held in Bing Nandong's arms. The two of them walked out safely.
"Take it. The young master can't finish it. This is a reward for you." He An threw an oil-paper bag over.
Bing Nandong didn't take it, but Fan Zhiyi took it with his tact. Because he couldn't speak, he just gave a grateful smile, which made He An unhappy, and Bing Nandong turned around and left.
"Mmmmm." Fan Zhiyi explained, but the boy probably didn't understand.
To be honest, the stuff in this oil-paper bag smells pretty good.
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