Emmm, a bit abstract.
Fan Zhiyi thought sincerely that even if he told them now that he was the brother and master of Cen Jun they were talking about, probably not many people would believe it.
"Oh." Fan Zhiyi lowered his eyes and thought for a while before saying, "According to what you said, Bing Nandong is not a very evil person. Why don't you let me go? I really need to see Bing Nandong immediately!"
"No, we have to obey the arrangements of the Sect Master." Moreover, they were too similar, so He An had to continue observing for a while. "I also said that Bing Nandong is completely different now than before. Don't forget, he is still the leader of the Fusha Sect. The Sect Master and I don't know why he founded the Fusha Sect."
Bing Nandong did talk about this with Fan Zhiyi, but Bing Nandong's ideas were ultimately too idealistic.
"Speaking of which, your physical fitness also needs to be strengthened. Start training early tomorrow morning. I will supervise you." He An suddenly changed the subject and lowered his arm from the railing. "Go back to your room and rest. Regain your strength."
Fan Zhiyi: “…”
This sleep was not a peaceful one. Fan Zhiyi dreamed of Bing Nandong over and over again. Even when the sun was shining brightly in his dreams, Bing Nandong would just stare at him from a dark corner, silent and companion of those ghosts. If Fan Zhiyi approached him, Bing Nandong would retreat, then resolutely turn around and leave, making it impossible for Fan Zhiyi to catch up.
It was strange and irritating. What was Bing Nandong so angry about? Why didn't he meet him openly? That wasn't like him at all. Fan Zhiyi was also angry in his dream, feeling bad, and woke up early.
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