Lin Taiyin, the host, looked at them with one hand supporting his head, the other hand intentionally or unintentionally curling the end of his hair. Perhaps he found it amusing, and the smile on his lips deepened a little. Finally, he turned his gaze to Bing Nandong who was eating slowly, and suddenly propped himself up: "Brother Bing, have you finished eating?"
"No." Bing Nandong said these two cold words without even raising his eyes. "You and I have no relationship. It is really inappropriate for Master Lin to call me Senior Brother."
"What's the big deal? It's just a name." Lin Taiyin disagreed, then asked, "Has Senior Brother Bing remarried now?"
Bing Nandong felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this, and he heavily set his bowl down. Zhuang Yujing also stared at Lin Taiyin with a frown. Lin Taiyin, seemingly oblivious to their changing moods, laughed heartily, "I wonder if Tianyun Sect would be willing to use Senior Brother Bing to form a marriage alliance with my Lin family?"
Zhuang Yujing was about to start speaking. He was already in a bad mood, and after hearing these words, he put the still missing "Fan Zhiyi" in a different position.
Unexpectedly, Fan Zhiyi spoke first: "Nan Dong is now my apprentice first, and then a disciple of Tianyun Sect. Instead of asking them, Master Lin, why not ask me directly as their master?"
There was some interest in Lin Taiyin's eyes. He looked at Fan Zhiyi who was looking at him with a cold smile. Just as he opened his mouth, he saw Fan Zhiyi slightly curling his lips. The smile did not reach his eyes. Against his fresh and unworldly appearance and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, he seemed unattainable. He felt some invisible pressure for no reason and did not dare to offend him.
Fan Zhiyi said: "But I have told Master Lin my answer in advance. I don't agree, and there is no reason." Why bring someone like this to a dinner to get engaged? Isn't this robbery? The problem between Bing Nandong and Cen Jun's brother hasn't been resolved yet, so why are you joining in the fun?
There was a moment of silence at the banquet. If a fight were to break out, Fan Zhiyi would not be afraid. He was now truly powerful and terrifying.
Lin Taiyin suddenly smiled again: "Perhaps I have drunk too much and am a little tipsy and talking nonsense. Please don't blame me, Immortal Venerable. I didn't mean to offend you."
"You should talk to Nan Dong about this."
Lin Taiyin propped up his head and looked at Bing Nandong and smiled: "Senior Brother Bing, you won't blame me, right?"
Bing Nandong ignored him, and Cen Jun's face was also filled with anger. How dare he make fun of his loving senior brother and brother? Unforgivable!
Lin Taiyin sighed, "How about this, Senior Brother Bing, I'll take you right away to find out about Fan Zhiyi. Just consider it as atonement. Please follow me."
Zhuang Yujing and He An couldn't sit still when they heard this, and so did Cen Jun. The three of them said in unison: "Let's go together!"
Lin Taiyin smiled and said, "Only those who are closest to Fan Zhiyi can be invited. I'm afraid that only Senior Brother Bing is qualified to be at this table."
Bing Nandong said calmly: "I'll go with you."
Fan Zhiyi sent him a message: "If anything happens, call us immediately."
"good."
Watching Bing Nandong and Lin Taiyin leave, Fan Zhiyi felt a little worried. Cen Jun also said, "Master, I am worried about my brother."
Zhuang Yujing picked up a peanut and took a sip of wine. "Don't worry, he can handle Lin Taiyin alone. But if it's the entire Lin family, he probably won't stand a chance. But if it gets to that point, we'll find out."
Now they were alone. Fan Zhiyi suddenly thought of something and said to Zhuang Yujing, "Master Zhuang, please don't mention the name 'Fan Zhiyi' so easily in front of Nan Dong. It makes him feel uncomfortable."
Zhuang Yujing glanced at Fan Zhiyi and sipped his wine gloomily, "I see." Then he paused and asked without reason, "What is your impression of Bing Nandong?"
***
As for Bing Nandong, he followed Lin Taiyin and walked through the corridor. The breeze lifted the hanging gauze curtains. It was a little cool at this time of the summer night, but the air was still sticky and humid, making people feel uncomfortable.
Lin Taiyin said, "Senior Brother Bing is very kind to the Immortal Venerable, just like he was to Fan Zhiyi back then."
"He is the Master." Bing Nandong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. "Why are you there?"
That naturally refers to the mission location. Lin Taiyin no longer pretended to be stupid: "Of course it's for Senior Brother Bing." His eyes turned and stopped. "Even though Senior Brother Bing's eyesight is damaged, his demeanor remains unchanged. I sincerely want to be with Senior Brother Bing."
"Together?" Bing Nandong's voice trembled with laughter, and he sounded very disdainful of Lin Taiyin's statement.
"Brother Bing, we are all abandoned sacrifices, but unfortunately we have developed our own consciousness." Lin Taiyin put his arm around Bing Nandong's neck, then leaned close to his ear, his voice suddenly becoming cold, "We want freedom."
"Why me?"
"Of course it's because Senior Brother Bing is worthy." As soon as Lin Taiyin finished speaking, Bing Nandong sent a spiritual power to the side. The person hiding in the tree was knocked to the ground and spit out blood.
Bing Nandong's eyes were icy, and Lin Taiyin folded his arms and chuckled, "You annoying guy, get out of here right now."
Bing Nandong looked at Lin Taiyin and said, "Let your people go. I don't like being watched."
Lin Taiyin waved his hand: "But this is my daily life, I can't help it."
Bing Nandong narrowed his eyes, and Lin Taiyin said, "So, Senior Brother Bing, are you willing to marry into the Lin family?"
Bing Nandong glanced over, and Lin Taiyin smiled and said, "Brother Bing, don't rush to make a decision. Think about it."
"impossible."
Lin Taiyin knew that he still had Fan Zhiyi in his heart, so he didn't say anything more. Instead, he took Fan Zhiyi into a room. There was a curtain dividing the inner part of the room, and the figure of a woman was cast on the curtain.
Looking at a beauty under the lamp, although her face cannot be seen, her graceful figure must be peerless. However, she is sitting in a wheelchair.
Lin Taiyin closed the door and said, "I've brought the person here."
Bing Nandong walked to the center without looking around, his lifeless eyes focused on the curtain: "Since you want to see me, why don't you show your true face?"
"Since it's not me that you are looking for, there's no need to show me my true face." The girl's voice sounded like wine, rich and intoxicating, and vaguely similar to Lin Taiyin's tone.
Bing Nandong didn't want to waste time with them, so he got straight to the point: "What's the news about Fan Zhiyi? What do you want me to do?"
"Smart people are easy to talk to." The girl turned around and faced Bing Nandong through the curtain. "He always praises you in front of me. Seeing you today, I found that he is indeed even better than me. Therefore, I am willing to deduce your wish for you first to show our sincerity."
Bing Nandong didn't say anything. Lin Taiyin thought he didn't trust them, so he leaned over and raised his chin towards Bing Nandong. "She's proficient in this technique. Senior Brother Bing, you can give it a try. After all, there's no other way now, right?"
"How to do it?" Bing Nandong asked.
A small corner of the curtain was lifted, and the person inside handed out a cup. The fingertips, lightly painted with cardamom, looked even more delicate against the snow-white wall of the cup.
Lin Taiyin took the cup and held it in front of Bing Nandong: "I need a drop of Brother Bing's blood."
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