"You do this, like this." Fan Zhiyi helped him adjust his posture. "Yes, it's almost the same as holding Xiaobao."
He heard Bing Nandong breathe a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing.
Bing Nandong glared at him, and Fan Zhiyi immediately stopped smiling: "It seems that Xiao Hei really likes you. Our eldest brother is really popular everywhere."
It was originally a teasing remark, but Ah Yu had to lean over to Fan Zhiyi's ear and whisper, "He's blushing."
Fan Zhiyi: “!” Strange, he blushes when praised? Why didn’t he react like this when I praised him during the day?
But getting back to business, Bing Nandong held up Xiao Hei with unskillful skill and said, "Do you want to keep it?"
"I haven't thought about it yet. Just based on the rules of Tianyun Sect, I'm not sure if I can keep one." Besides, he had a bad reputation in Taiyun Sect. Looking at their attitude towards Xiaobao in the past, Fan Zhiyi was afraid that others would be affected because of him. There were too many cases of cat abuse in modern times, and Fan Zhiyi was not sure.
"Some of the disciples of Tianyun Sect have spiritual pets."
"Um?"
"If you're worried, register it as mine and no one will dare to bully it."
Fan Zhiyi looked at Bing Nandong and was deeply moved. He was so bold as to pat Bing Nandong on the shoulder: "Good brother."
The smile on Bing Nandong's face mostly disappeared: "Take your hand away."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was excited for a moment." Fan Zhiyi withdrew his hand embarrassedly. He actually forgot that Bing Nandong didn't like him touching him.
On the way back with Bing Nandong, Fan Zhiyi said, "I've never had a cat. My family only had a big golden retriever before. Now there's no internet to look up guides, so I'm a little worried..."
"Oh, don't worry about that. I've raised cats before, so I can teach you!" Ah Yu was happy that Fan Zhiyi and the others could raise this little black cat. "I used to be bored living alone at home, so my father gave me a little white cat, and I took good care of it."
"That would be great."
Bing Nandong looked at Fan Zhiyi who was talking and laughing with A Yu, then retracted his gaze and looked down at the well-behaved cat in his arms.
"Zhiyi, I'm sorry, I'm late because I'm busy." Someone called out from the other side and waved at Fan Zhiyi from a distance.
It was He An, and the person walking in front of He An was Zhuang Yujing.
Zhuang Yujing suddenly quickened his pace and walked forward, pulling Bing Nandong aside. "What are you doing here again? You come in and out as you please. Do you think this is your home?"
"Not rare."
"...I don't care. As compensation, you have to tell me what's so special about Fan Zhiyi, and what's going on with his blood? Also, from my observations over this period of time, I feel like he's become a different person. Could he have been possessed by another body?"
"You're overthinking it."
"Anyway, I've warned you. It's up to you." Zhuang Yujing was irritated by Bing Nandong's attitude, but then he straightened his expression and said, "Let's get down to business. I think there's something wrong with the Xue family. That house has been fine for hundreds of years. Why did it become like this in just a few years after the Xue family moved in?"
"It's a matter of time before this happens. This house is already filled with a strong evil aura. The Xue family is just a coincidence."
Zhuang Yujing stared at him and frowned: "I still feel something is wrong. I'll tell you when I find out."
"There's nothing wrong."
"Hey you……"
"Zhuang Yujing." Bing Nandong called his name seriously, "There's nothing wrong."
“…”
There was silence between the two. Zhuang Yujing was particularly unhappy with the feeling that Bing Nandong knew something while he didn't. It seemed as if he was somehow far behind Bing Nandong.
Zhuang Yujing wasn't one to hold back, so he asked directly, "What exactly do you know? Is it related to the Ghost Gate, or is it related to the aristocratic families in the world of immortal cultivation that makes you so nervous?"
"You're so noisy. Anyway, this matter ends here. If you continue to pester me, I will write a letter to the head of the Jiuwanli family saying that you lost the competition to me again."
There is nothing more cruel than killing someone. The head of the Jiuwanli family is Zhuang Yujing's father. If Bing Nandong really did this, the relationship between Chongtianyunmen and Jiuwanli would be affected. The head of the Jiuwanli family would have to take Zhuang Yujing back immediately and let him go into seclusion for further training.
It looked like they were having a lively conversation over there, but this time the young master had learned to lower the volume, and Fan Zhiyi could only vaguely hear the young master talking continuously.
On the other side, after hearing Fan Zhiyi thank him and express his intention to leave, He An looked serious and tried his best to persuade Fan Zhiyi to stay.
Fan Zhiyi said, "I am still a member of Tianyun Sect after all. This is not good. And don't worry, even if I go back, I will not forget our revolutionary goals and will practice diligently."
For some reason, Fan Zhiyi was mysteriously confident in himself at this moment.
"If it's because of your status, why not join us at Jiuwanli!" He An seemed to have made up his mind. Amidst Fan Zhiyi's stunned expression, he walked up to Zhuang Yujing, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists, and said, "Young Master, please let Fan Zhiyi join Jiuwanli!"
No, Brother He An, I am still married to Bing Nandong. What’s the big deal about me joining Jiuwanli?
As expected, Bing Nandong raised his eyes to stare at Fan Zhiyi, and Fan Zhiyi could only smile awkwardly but politely.
Zhuang Yujing slapped his head in pain and yelled at Bing Nandong, "Take him away quickly! Look, he's only been here for less than two days. I didn't bother with the kitchen, but now even He An is doing this to him. He's a disaster for the country and the people! And you, Fan Zhiyi, don't take advantage of He An's kindness and deceive him. Get out of here now."
He An was about to plead again, but Zhuang Yujing squatted down and looked him in the eye, pointed his finger at him and said, "Shut up, don't say anything."
Fan Zhiyi: "Then, shall we go? He An, goodbye."
Zhuang Yujing looked up at the cat in Bing Nandong's arms and said, "You guys are taking the cat away too? Do you really think I'm eating and drinking for free?"
Bing Nandong threw down a bag of spirit stones and looked down at Zhuang Yujing: "Thank you."
Zhuang Yujing: “…”
Zhuang Yujing suddenly jumped up and was about to rush over to hit someone, but He An immediately stood up and pulled him back: "Na Zhiyi, no matter what happens, you can come to me."
"Uh-huh."
"Bing Nandong, I am letting you go today, otherwise do you think you can beat me? If you have the guts, let's play another round, and I will beat you so hard that even you..." Zhuang Yujing stopped talking in time. He said "even you" several times but couldn't find any next words to follow.
"Your face is swollen, apply some medicine." Bing Nandong said without turning his head.
Fan Zhiyi turned around to take a look and couldn't help laughing: "Master, if you miss Xiao Hei, you can come and see him. He's always welcome."
Zhuang Yujing paused, straightened his clothes, and snorted arrogantly: "If this young master likes me, he won't be able to raise me by himself, so he has to go to that shabby place of yours."
Even after leaving Jiuwanli, Ah Yu was still reluctant to leave: "Jiuwanli is so lively."
Fan Zhiyi glanced at Bing Nandong and saw that he didn't seem to be angry. Then he covered his mouth and whispered to A Yu, "Don't mention the three words 'Jiu Wanli' when you return to Tianyun Sect, or you'll lose your life."
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