Seeing the pitiful look in the old weasel's eyes.
Fatty Situ suddenly felt a pang of pity. It seemed that the old man had truly realized his mistake, so he magnanimously waved his hand and said...
"Forget it, let bygones be bygones."
"No!"
The old weasel shook its head resolutely, strode forward, and forcefully stuffed the Hunyuan Pill in its hand into the fat man's hand.
"Fatty, you must accept this Hunyuan Pill, otherwise you're disrespecting me, Old Huang."
Judging from their behavior, they are determined to repent.
The fat man was very touched and firmly declined the offer.
"I said, let bygones be bygones."
"I'm not a stingy person."
"The Hunyuan Pill is priceless; I have no intention of taking it."
The old weasel felt increasingly guilty, and grasped the other's hand, speaking with equal resolve.
No, you must accept it.
"Otherwise, I, Lao Huang, will be tormented by my conscience for the rest of my life."
"I really don't want to."
"You must accept it."
"don't want."
"We must accept it..."
The two sides argued fiercely, tearing at each other until their faces were red with anger.
Anyone who didn't know better would think they were fighting.
Leoniv and the others, not understanding why, all expressed their admiration.
"The Blood Mist Sect is all about unity."
"Yes, the old weasel is virtuous to admit its mistakes and correct them."
"It's all thanks to Sect Leader Ye's excellent leadership."
Ye Feng and Dongfang Sheng, however, knew the true nature of the old weasel better than anyone else.
How could it possibly give away a Hunyuan Pill so easily?
Unless the sun rises in the west.
Only a fat, foolish idiot would fall for that.
As expected.
Things soon changed.
Finally, the fat man couldn't resist the old weasel's insistence and reluctantly accepted the Hunyuan Pill.
"That's my good brother. I'm going to find my precious Black Bull. You guys continue."
The old weasel was quite satisfied. It squinted its small eyes, raised its paw to pat the fat man's shoulder, turned around and walked away with its hands behind its back, its white beard fluttering in the wind.
Behind it, people were praising it.
"What noble character and integrity!"
"The old weasel is becoming more and more like a sage."
The fat man waved to the old weasel's retreating figure, moved, and shouted loudly.
"Find Big Black Bull and come back quickly."
He was very happy to have gained an extra Hunyuan Pill for no reason.
Beside him, Lan Yu couldn't hold back any longer and poked the fat man with a slender, jade-like finger.
"What's wrong, Sister Yu?"
"I asked Fatty Situ with a puzzled look."
Lan Yu suppressed a laugh.
"Fatty, look at what you're holding in your hand!"
The fat man raised his hand high, looking down at the others with a smug expression.
"Of course it's the Hunyuan Pill. The weasel gave me one, and with my own, that makes two in total. Considering the old man has some..."
Before he could even utter the word "conscience," his eyes inadvertently glanced at what was in his hand, and he was immediately stunned.
What he was holding in his hand wasn't some Hunyuan Pill at all; it was clearly two huge pears.
They're all perfectly ripe, a bright yellow that's almost blinding!
The fat man was stunned.
He seemed to have been struck by lightning, and remained motionless.
His jaw almost dropped to the ground, and his eyes were wide open.
Those around him seemed to hear the sound of his heart shattering.
A moment later, the fat man finally came to his senses, turned his head and glared angrily in the direction where the old weasel had disappeared, letting out a long howl.
"Fuck you!!"
"You damned weasel, how dare you lie to me!"
"Today I'm going to break your bones and skin you alive."
"Stop right there!"
Fatty Situ took off and chased after him relentlessly.
From deep within the valley ahead came the old weasel's lewd laughter, a sound of triumph over its scheme.
"Hehe... Fatty, you should thank me for giving you two big pressures."
“Those are purely wild, without any pesticides or hormones.”
"I thank you, you son of a bitch, stop right there."
Before long, a chaotic fight broke out on the back hill.
Everyone fell silent.
Ye Feng and the others were already used to it.
"Xiao Feng, the Dragon Lord has summoned us back to the capital. We must set off for the capital immediately."
"During your last trip to the Tibetan border, you captured the Crown Prince and eliminated a major threat to the Dragon Lord. He will surely reward you handsomely this time."
Previously, after Ye Xuan discovered that Crown Prince Feng Shan was scheming and secretly colluding with the United States in an attempt to seize the Great Xia Dragon Vein, he decisively distanced himself from him and began monitoring his every move for the Dragon Lord.
Later, the Crown Prince's attempt to steal the dragon vein in Hong Kong failed, severely damaging Ye Xuan, who then fled.
This escape lasted for more than a decade.
During this time, the Dragon Lord sent countless experts to capture him, but he killed them all.
This has thus become a major threat to the country.
If it weren't for the challenge from the Tai Cang Sword Immortal and the arrival of the ancient demon race, which delayed things, Ye Feng and his son would have already arrived in the capital.
Ye Feng didn't want to go, but he was worried about his father going to the capital alone, so he nodded in agreement.
The father and son decided to travel to the capital together three days later.
Ye Feng planned to spend these few days with Ouyang Luoxue.
On the banks of the Huangpu River.
A gentle breeze blows, and the water remains calm.
Tourists thronged the streets, and the metropolis remained as bustling as ever.
Ships occasionally pass by on the river.
The sound of a ship's horn could be faintly heard on the river breeze.
Today was a rare good day, and Ouyang Luoxue and Ye Feng strolled side by side along the riverbank.
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