Chapter 280 The Martial World (28)
"You want to reform yourself, don't you?" Tuntian thought for a moment and summarized for Nan Wan'er.
However, having frequented brothels in this world, Nan Wan'er's first thought was: "When did the male lead go out to sell himself? How come I didn't know?"
This is such a good opportunity to slap the male lead in the face with money, and it's all gone just like that?
Oh, what a pity.
"What are you thinking with that little head of yours? She just doesn't plan to turn evil and do bad things anymore." Tuntian helplessly ruffled Nan Wan'er's hair, instantly ruining the flower bud bun that Nan Wan'er had spent an hour making that day, making Nan Wan'er tremble with anger.
Zhang Ling'er came over with pastries, stepped aside, and watched as Nan Wan'er, looking fierce, chased after Tun Tian with a brick in her hand.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Is this just the playful banter between ordinary couples?
Before she could even marvel at the beauty of this love, Nan Wan'er, like an archer with perfect aim, smashed a brick into the back of Tuntian's head.
Tuntian landed face-first with a thud, and blood seemed to be spurting from the back of his head.
Zhang Ling'er's praise lingered for a moment before she silently swallowed it back down.
It's nothing.
"What delicious food did you make, Junior Sister?" Su Youyi stood beside Gu Yanjing, watching Zhang Ling'er who was about to come over warily, and reached out to take the snacks from Zhang Ling'er's hand.
As a result, Zhang Ling'er didn't let go. She glanced at Su Youyi and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Senior brother, what are you doing? Are you going to eat all the pastries I made for Master and not give any to him?"
Her best friend Wan'er said that when dealing with someone as shameless as Su Youyi, you have to be even more shameless, more pretentious, and more unreasonable than him.
“That’s not what I meant.” Su Youyi’s face stiffened.
"What do you mean by 'not that'? What exactly do you mean?" Zhang Ling'er stared at her hand, then glared at Su Youyi: "Let go of me now."
She could only be so assertive with Su Youyi; if it were Lu Lingjun, she probably would have been picked up and thrown aside long ago.
Reasoning?
Lu Lingjun is not the kind of person who can reason with you. If he really wanted to reason with you, he could probably end up leading you to the cycle of reincarnation.
"Heh, Junior Sister, you're certainly sharp-tongued today." Su Yiyou sneered as she released her grip, but didn't move aside.
Zhang Ling'er wasn't afraid at all: "Senior brother is no less impressive. He stood in the middle of the road, completely blocking my way."
Even Gu Yanjing, who was starving nearby, couldn't stand it anymore: "You two shut up and get over here."
Anyone who didn't know better would think it was a young couple arguing; where did they put this grown man?
"Hey, Master, your disciple is here." Zhang Ling'er, carrying pastries, quickly bypassed Su Youyi, not forgetting to kick him.
She's someone who cares about retribution later; that's a matter for the future. She's someone who focuses on the present.
Later, she realized how good it was.
It took them a month to get to Wudang, but only an hour to get back to Fengming Sect.
Most of the time was spent packing, and in the end, it was only a fleeting moment.
However, the area outside Fengming Gate was completely surrounded by people. Gu Yanjing hesitated for a moment and realized that he couldn't explain how he got in, so he decided not to go in for the time being.
Let's have a meal and a few drinks at the foot of the mountain before we go up.
However, perhaps because someone was watching him from the foot of the mountain, he received a visit from the First Prince that very evening.
Inside the inn, Gu Yanjing was yawning as he played chess with Su Youyi.
It's pointless for Su to always pretend to be a bad chess player, and Gu Yanjing has lost interest in playing.
Outside, Zhang Ling'er asked the First Prince to wait a moment before coming in to tell Gu Yanjing about the matter.
"Your Highness? The First Prince, what's he doing here?" Gu Yanjing yawned repeatedly, and inadvertently made a mistake by moving a chess piece, which Su Youyi captured.
Gu Yanjing seemed a little more alert, and he propped himself up slightly, no longer looking so languid.
"Naturally, he's here to win over Master. Recently, the princes in the capital have been fighting fiercely, but this one has come here alone. His purpose is self-evident."
Su Yiwu put away the chess pieces and gave Gu Yanjing a detailed analysis.
However, Gu Yanjing didn't listen at all. He was just looking at the chess pieces on the board, and then his slender white fingertips landed on the piece that Su Youyi had placed.
"There's something wrong with your move." You shouldn't have played it here, capturing so many of his pieces.
"Really? If there's a problem, Master, please talk to me and give me some pointers." Su Yiyou reached out and grasped Gu Yanjing's fingertips.
When the little girl had long since grown into a teenager, her palms were sweaty and cloying as she held his hand.
Gu Yanjing coldly withdrew his hand: "It's changed."
Su Yiyou touched his little hand, not caring anymore, and slowly returned all the chess pieces he had just captured. He then placed the piece on a very obvious weakness, allowing Gu Yanjing to capture five of his pieces smoothly.
"Master, should we see this person?" Zhang Ling'er, who was watching from the side, wanted to hit someone. She gritted her teeth and put the tea in her hand on the small table next to the two men with a loud bang, successfully drawing the attention of the two old men back.
"Let him in. He won't leave unless he's seen." Gu Yan waved his hand, dismissing Zhang Ling'er.
That loud bang startled him so much he jumped.
I don't know why, but lately I seem to be getting more and more vibrant.
He used to feel that the whole world had nothing to do with him; he was one world, and everyone else was in another time.
However, Lu Lingjun later forcefully squeezed in, entered his world, and also pulled him into the other's world.
The other person's time seemed to belong only to them, but it was as if a door had been opened for him, allowing him to accept and get close to others.
He didn't like this feeling.
"What does Master want to see him for? If he refuses to leave, then let him die." Su Youyi stared at Gu Yanjing's face.
Master was just lost in thought; I wonder what he was thinking about.
"All this fighting and killing, where did you get such a violent temper from at such a young age?" Gu Yan frowned and threw a chess piece, hitting Su Youyi between the eyebrows.
Su instinctively shrank her neck, but the pain she had imagined only fell lightly between her eyebrows.
"Master, I just thought of a simple, easiest way." Su Youyi shrank his neck, looking somewhat timid.
I secretly climbed into Master's bed yesterday, but he kicked me off, and the pain from the medicine is still there.
"Bullshit." Gu Yan rolled his eyes at Su Youyi, then saw that eight of his pieces had been captured again. He couldn't help but sit up straight, feeling less sleepy.
When the First Prince entered, he saw Gu Yanjing instructing Su Youyi to take back a move and capture a piece for him. He paused at the door and didn't dare to come in.
The situation inside is rather frightening.
"Who?" Gu Yanjing was furious at Su Youyi's words and was not happy. He turned his head to look at a short, fat, middle-aged man and frowned impatiently.
"I am..." The First Prince opened his mouth, trying to give a dry self-introduction.
He was actually a bit timid. It was widely known in the martial arts world that Master Feng of the Fengming Sect was the number one martial artist in the world, with unfathomable martial arts skills.
When he came up, the little girl at the door stopped all the servants. He came up naked, and it would be impossible for him not to be afraid or scared that the other party would kill him.
However, if it weren't for his bunch of useless underlings turning on him, who would be willing to take the risk alone?
However, before he could finish speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted.
"Alright, I understand. Just say what you need to say."
Su Yi wanted to take back her move, and patiently followed the move that Gu Yanjing had pointed out, only to have three of her pieces captured.
"Feng Wuyai, what do you mean by this? I am the emperor's elder brother. Even if the emperor treats me, he should still..." The eldest prince had never been treated like this before, except by his own father, the old emperor. He was furious in an instant.
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again.
"Ling'er, just throw them out. You're being too long-winded." Gu Yanjing impatiently tossed a chess piece onto the chessboard.
Zhang Ling'er was guarding the door, and came in immediately upon hearing the summons.
"Master, your disciple has arrived. Should we just throw him out, or should we kill him? What if he goes back and causes trouble?" Zhang Ling'er pushed open the door, glanced at the chubby First Prince, and her eyes flashed with a fierce light.
"That's right, Master. Let's just kill him. Fengming Sect is already surrounded three times. If he's petty, there will probably be more than three layers of people outside Fengming Sect."
Su Youyi also made sarcastic remarks from the side.
Since the old emperor has already been killed, killing another prince here isn't a big deal, is it?
"I have no grudge against you. I have only come here today to pay my respects to Lord Feng. I have no ill intentions and will never seek revenge in the future."
The prince's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.
He was dumbfounded.
He only came in and said a couple of words, and before he even finished speaking, he was going to be killed?
That won't work.
He hasn't even finished enjoying his immense power and wealth yet.
"Master, what would you like to eat tonight? I'll go buy the groceries for you." Zhang Ling'er didn't say anything, but took out her notebook to write down the names of the dishes Gu Yanjing wanted to eat tonight.
After Gu Yanjing named a few dishes, he asked Zhang Ling'er to go buy the groceries.
It didn't say how to deal with the First Prince.
The prince turned around, trembling, and tried to leave, only to find that he couldn't open the door no matter what he did, as if it were sealed shut, leaving him helpless.
"Master, do you eat human flesh?" Zhang Ling'er asked innocently after noting down the name of the dish.
I remember my father saying that many immortals who survived from the ancient primordial era were once gods and demons of the primordial world. In fact, they used to feed on humans. If it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor and the two Heavenly Daos establishing the Heavenly Realm and restraining the immortals, the human race would probably have been wiped out long ago.
The prince's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
What the hell? It eats human flesh?
Are you going to eat his flesh?
"I, my flesh doesn't taste good. I'm all fat and not appetizing at all."
The prince squatted at the door, completely terrified, and stammered for mercy.
“If you don’t eat human flesh, then go ahead.” Gu Yan shook his head, ignoring the First Prince.
"Alright, Master, I'll go now. By the way, should we keep the people he brought?" Zhang Ling'er pushed open the door and went out, thinking of the guards outside.
When the prince saw the door open, he tried to climb out through the half-open door, but Zhang Ling'er ruthlessly kicked him back.
"Did I tell you to leave? Stay put and behave yourself. Unless Master says anything, you'll just squat there."
Zhang Ling'er raised her chin, looking arrogant and domineering.
She carried the shadow of Gu Yanjing from her past, the shadow of her childhood.
"Alright, alright, I won't leave. Please be careful, lady, don't twist your ankle." The prince was kicked so hard that he spat out a mouthful of blood and huddled in the corner, not daring to utter another sound.
"Keep him. We won't kill him today, he'll still be useful." Gu Yan waved his hand, the chess game in front of him was nearing its end.
As the download continued, it lost its appeal.
The prince breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.
It's alright, I'm still alive.
"Alright, Master, I'm off." Zhang Ling'er, having received the answer, left with her little notebook in her pocket.
After Zhang Ling'er left, Gu Yanjing finally looked at the terrified First Prince and asked, "Did you come here today to win me over?"
The prince nodded sheepishly, too timid to speak.
"Alright, I accept your offer. From now on, you will be under my command." Gu Yanjing nodded, lying without batting an eye, making it seem as if the First Prince had come from afar to seek refuge.
"This humble servant greets Your Majesty." The First Prince was no stranger to hardship, and he immediately knelt before Gu Yanjing.
Although he was the old emperor's first child, he lost his mother at a young age and grew up in the cold palace. He used to call the old eunuch "father." Now, with a simple "Your Majesty," he can be spared death. What difficulty is there in that?
Life is inherently difficult; as long as you're alive, nothing else matters.
"Good. Today, you will go and disperse the people outside Fengming Gate. After returning to court, protect the young emperor." Gu Yanjing won the game of chess and with a wave of his sleeve, he tidied up the chaotic chess pieces.
The prince's jaw dropped.
My goodness! His own father prayed to so many immortals and asked so many questions at Wudang Mountain, but he got nothing in return.
As a result, he turned around and ran into them, and almost got eaten.
No, this is a master! Calling him "Master" was well-deserved. He should follow him closely; perhaps he can become an immortal and live forever.
"Yes, Your Majesty. I will obey your orders and will absolutely protect the Emperor. Please rest assured."
"You may leave." Gu Yanjing had no idea what the First Prince was imagining. He waved his hand, dismissing the servants.
He then played a game of chess with Su Youyi.
"Don't let your teacher win this time. Just play as you normally would." Gu Yanjing casually placed a black piece on the chessboard.
If you let yourself win like this, playing chess becomes meaningless.
Su Youyi still held the white piece, staring blankly at Gu Yanjing.
"What do you mean by this, Master? My skill level is just so-so. It's common for me to lose to you."
"Lu Lingjun, you're not acting convincingly at all." Gu Yan frowned in surprise; the other party had indeed fallen for it.
Upon being exposed, Lu Lingjun's smile froze.
He was once Su Youyi, and now he is Lu Lingjun.
He didn't know when he became Lu Lingjun.
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