This gave people a familiar feeling… Fan Zhiyi didn’t know many people here, but he was still unsure, so he quietly retreated, his hand touching the Qiankun bag at his waist, silently chanting to grab the dagger, and retreated to a safe distance, his whole body on guard: “Who are you?”
The man in front with his arms crossed was about to speak when the one behind him reminded him, "No point in talking anymore. Go ahead."
The man nodded and looked down at Fan Zhiyi: "Do you want to go with us on your own, or do you want us to tie you up and leave?"
Without waiting for Fan Zhiyi to answer, he replied on his own: "Tie him up, so as to avoid trouble later."
"Are you Gao Da and Gao Xiao?" Fan Zhiyi asked tentatively. The more he spoke, the more certain he became. It seemed that Bing Nandong had not lied to him. They were indeed alive. So... "Where is Xiao Man?"
Being recognized, Gao Xiao's expression was strange for a moment, but then he relaxed and stopped pretending. "To tell you the truth, I'm the head of Jiuwanli. Have you heard of Jiuwanli? It's the newly rebuilt and most powerful sect, and it will soon be on par with Tianyunmen."
Fan Zhiyi really had no impression and said honestly, "I haven't heard of it."
Zhuang Yujing's defense was broken: "What? You haven't heard of it?" He looked like he was about to rush up and strangle Fan Zhiyi until he remembered!
He An skillfully grabbed the man by the waist and said in a very calm voice, "Master, calm down and don't forget your business." He then looked at Fan Zhiyi and said, "It's a long story, we'll get to it later. Now we have a favor to ask. Please help us rescue them."
Fan Zhiyi's minimal wariness didn't drop even after the reunion. "Me? You should know that my cultivation isn't high, so how can I help you?"
"Now the entire world of immortal cultivation knows that Bing Nandong cherishes you as his life, and he ordered everyone in Tianyun Sect yesterday to protect you. You can come and go as you please within Tianyun Sect." He An explained patiently, "Only if you come with us can we have a chance of success. Please rest assured, I am willing to swear to the heavens that I will protect you with my own life, otherwise I will die without a burial place."
Fan Zhiyi understood. In short, they wanted him to be a hostage, and when necessary, they could use him to threaten Bing Nandong to let them go.
Zhuang Yujing was displeased when he heard this: "He An, why are you wasting your time talking to him? How can there be any morality in being with someone who relies on disguise and is so heartless..."
"You promised to only save people and not cause any harm to Bing Nandong."
"Promise." He An looked at Fan Zhiyi seriously and answered.
"Okay." Fan Zhiyi nodded, and faced Zhuang Yujing's incredulous expression, he repeated, "Okay, let's finish it as soon as possible. I'm also in a hurry to do something."
Fan Zhiyi knew in his heart that no matter whether he agreed or not, he would be carried away anyway, so it would be better for him to be honest and suffer less.
Zhuang Yujing sneered, "Are you busy trying to get married to Bing Nandong? To be honest, there's no way this marriage is going to happen today. Not only do we at Jiuwanli have things we want to do during this ceremony, but the other sects and Lu Changfu are also busy trying to find Bing Nandong, so he can't get away."
"I know, otherwise you wouldn't have found the opportunity to kidnap me. Let me write a message before I leave. This will save you some trouble. It will be quick."
Without waiting for an answer, Fan Zhiyi quickly ran to the table, picked up a pen and wrote: "I like you. I'm going out for a walk and will reply to you in person when I come back." After thinking for a moment, he added, "Don't worry."
He showed it to Zhuang Yujing and the others, and under Zhuang Yujing's disdainful look, he placed it in the most conspicuous place on the table.
Fan Zhiyi urged them: "Hurry up, hurry up, let's fight quickly and make a quick decision!"
Zhuang Yujing looked at him with the eyes of someone with a mental disorder, then snorted in dissatisfaction and cast a curse on Fan Zhiyi: "Don't try to play tricks. If you dare to run, this immortal rope will make you suffer unbearable pain."
"oh."
Zhuang Yujing: “…”
"Master, we have to leave quickly!" Xiaoman pushed open the door and put the dagger into the sheath at his waist. He looked much healthier. Seeing Fan Zhiyi, he grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said in surprise, "Young Master!"
Fan Zhiyi nodded reservedly, curious about what had happened to the three of them. However, Fan Zhiyi also knew that the situation was tense and not the time to chat, so he remained quiet and followed instructions, being extremely well behaved.
He was well-behaved, but some people were not. After a while, they would stare at him from head to toe, left to right, and then say nothing. After a while, they would stare at him again.
Fan Zhiyi didn't want to pay attention, but the gaze was so strong: "Um, Gao Xiao, what do you want to say?"
"snort."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." Since Gao Xiao didn't answer, Fan Zhiyi stopped bothering him. Instead, Xiaoman came over and said to him, "Don't worry, sir. The Sect Leader is a good person and won't hurt you. Besides, I will protect you, too."
"How did you leave Xue's house, and what happened afterwards?" Since the topic had started, Fan Zhiyi might as well ask some simple questions.
"I was unconscious at the time. When I woke up, I was in an inn. I learned that the Fan family no longer existed. So, in order to repay the leader's kindness, I joined Jiuwanli and assisted the leader in saving people."
It seems Xiaoman really thinks highly of Gao Xiao, Fan Zhiyi thought, and then finally realized: "Who are we going to save?"
"Mr. Cen." It was He An who replied.
Cen...Mr. Cen!
Fan Zhiyi was shocked. In order to hide his emotions from being discovered, he immediately lowered his head and looked at the road under his feet.
Gao Da, Gao Xiao, and the others had come to rescue Cen Jun, who had always been within the Ninety Thousand Miles. Bing Nandong was also familiar with Cen Jun, even at one point believing him to be the protagonist. So, was it Bing Nandong who had imprisoned Cen Jun in Tianyun Sect? What was the grudge between them? Why did Bing Nandong assume Cen Jun was this person?
Zhuang Yujing glanced at Fan Zhiyi, who was lowering his head, and said unhappily, "Why are you silent? Do you know Mr. Cen and where he is being held?"
"I don't know him, I don't know." Fan Zhiyi denied it twice.
Afterwards, no one spoke anymore. Everyone focused on the purpose of this trip, carefully avoiding the patrolling disciples and covering their whereabouts.
Fan Zhiyi looked towards the distance, which should be the direction of the covenant ceremony. The sounds of fighting came from all directions, one after another, and the flames were the first to dye the clouds red this morning.
While dodging, Fan Zhiyi heard a Tianyun Sect disciple shout, "Quick, the Fusha Sect is attacking!"
Fan Zhiyi paused, wondering what Bing Nandong was up to. Wasn't the situation chaotic enough? Did he have to force him into a situation where he was surrounded by enemies on all sides, then cut off the enemy's support to demonstrate his abilities?
Thinking about Bing Nandong's fighting style that was detrimental to himself and others, Fan Zhiyi felt a little worried. He wondered how much he had recovered from the heavy blow he dealt to him last time.
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