With so many friends, why does he still care so much? Isn't it all in the past?

Everyone looked at each other, knowing it was not a good time to ask, so they said nothing, packed up their things, and decided to leave first.

As a result, just because I don’t cause trouble doesn’t mean trouble won’t come. As soon as I passed by the group of people outside, everyone heard someone exclaimed: “Nangong, isn’t that your brother?”

Nangong Wuhua frowned, and when he saw Yuan Lianxiao, a hint of disgust and contempt flashed across his eyes: "It's just trash, you still remember?"

As they spoke, that group of people entered the Tengyun Tower and were taken to a private room.

Everyone looked at Yuan Lianxiao with melancholy. They saw that his fists were clenched tightly, his neck was bruised, and he seemed to be in a state of confusion.

"Who are you talking about, trash?" Zhu Shasha said in a low voice, as if mocking.

"...Talk about me." Yuan Lianxiao's expression was somewhat sad. This answer seemed to be unconscious, as if he wanted to convince himself.

"Oh, so it was Trash who was talking about Brother Yuan. I understand." Zhu Shasha blinked innocently and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, everyone in Lezhou City laughed. They had heard Yang Lan'er play tricks on others like this, but they didn't expect Zhu Shasha to put it into practice and use it to comfort others.

Others who heard it for the first time were stunned for a moment before they realized it, and couldn't help but laugh. What a great saying...

Yuan Lianxiao was stunned for a moment, then his heart warmed up and his expression eased a lot. He reached out and rubbed Zhu Shasha's hair. What was he doing letting a child comfort him? "You're right, the rubbish is talking about me, haha..."

Yuan Lianxiao smiled like that, and seemed to have returned to his original nature. He looked like he deserved a beating, but everyone also breathed a sigh of relief.

For Yuan Lianxiao, this was a really novel experience. Someone actually said that his genius brother who was loved and pampered by everyone was trash? It was so cool.

After walking for a while, they felt that their digestion was not good, so they found a teahouse with a nice environment and sat down together.

Zhu Shasha couldn't wait any longer. As soon as the tea came up, she couldn't wait to speak: "Brother Yuan, is that really your brother?"

Yuan Lianxiao didn't feel depressed now. He had already left, didn't he? What did they have to do with him? People were like this. When they suddenly understood something, they would wonder why they were so stupid before and what they were fussing about. "In terms of blood relationship, it's true. We have the same father but different mothers." Yuan Lianxiao didn't feel so bad when he talked about it again.

"Then isn't your last name Nangong?" Bai Bi asked curiously when she saw that Yuan Lianxiao looked normal.

"Yes, Yuan, that's just my mother's surname. But from now on, I'll still be called Yuan Lianxiao!" Yuan Lianxiao said with relief.

"You are so free and easy, so awesome." Yang Feiyin said with emotion.

Seeing that everyone else seemed to agree with Yang Feiyin's statement, Yang Lan'er was a little confused: "Amazing?" Is there any necessary connection between them? Why didn't she understand?

Yuan Lianxiao rarely saw Yang Lan'er with an expression other than shrewdness and calmness, and couldn't help laughing.

Yang Feiyin felt the inquiring gazes of others and said helplessly: "Don't worry about her. She doesn't know where she came from. She has no idea about some common sense."

"Hey, does this have anything to do with common sense?" Yang Lan'er was puzzled. This has nothing to do with anything, okay?

"Hey, I finally understand that you really came from a remote place. In the entire Cang Yan Continent, there are ten major families with double surnames. Nangong is the number one family in the empire. I think even a three-year-old child knows this." Hong Ran said sarcastically casually.

"A three-year-old knows, what does he mean by the first family?" Yang Lan'er rolled her eyes unhappily: "What I don't understand is, what does this have to do with Yuan Lianxiao's power?"

The first family or something, isn't it just among ordinary people? What does it count as among cultivators? However, it's no wonder that Yuan Lianxiao knows a lot of the rules of the cultivation world. It turns out that it's a family origin.

Everyone was speechless. Isn't it amazing that he gave up being the young master of the first family and decided to fight for himself? Just for this straightforward courage, it is worth a thumbs up! Everyone thought so at first, but after hearing what Yang Lan'er said, that feeling faded instantly, as if it was not worth mentioning at all, and there was no need to make a fuss.

Judging from Yuan Lianxiao's reaction just now, he must have had a hard time in the Nangong family. So what if he gave up? Would he die without the First Family? Yuan Lianxiao was also healed by these words and couldn't help but sneered: "So that's how it is. It's really not that great." Giving up was not as heavy and reluctant as he thought.

"I still don't understand, what was your brother's name just now?" Yang Lan'er frowned. Could it be that this was common knowledge that everyone knew? Sure enough, Yang Feiyin directly answered for Yuan Lianxiao: "Nangong Wuhua."

"Puff..." Yang Lan'er spat out a mouthful of tea. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and dodged to the side, otherwise, everyone would have been killed.

Mainly because Yang Lan'er misheard, she was shocked: "What? Nangong Ruhua?"

"It's not Ruhua, it's Wuhua, the 'wu' in "there is nothing." Yang Feiyin looked at the ceiling and really didn't understand what Yang Lan'er was laughing at.

Yang Lan'er was embarrassed. Okay, this name was a little better, but it reminded her of a monk.

"No matter if he is Ruhua or Wuhua, I just wonder why he can say you are trash so confidently?" Yang Lan'er blinked. Speaking from the perspective of strength, even if Yuan Lianxiao is not as good as Nangong Wuhua, it is impossible to find out! After all, Nangong Wuhua was trained by the resources of the first family, and Yuan Lianxiao also left home at an early age. He has the current strength all by his own efforts. Why is Nangong Wuhua so confident? "Because..." Yuan Lianxiao looked at the others and didn't think there was anything to hide. He said with a smile: "Because he is a rare genius in the Nangong family for a hundred years. He has dual spiritual roots of fire and wood. He was spotted by the ancestors of the Shenxue Sect early on and tried his best to train him and pass on his legacy."

"Wait..." Yang Lan'er felt even more confused after hearing this. What was going on? Nangong Wuhua had dual spiritual roots of fire and wood, but didn't Yuan Lianxiao have a natural spiritual root of wind? Not only was he a single spiritual root, but he also had a mutated spiritual root. Wasn't his aptitude even worse than Nangong Wuhua's? Could it be that natural spiritual roots are not the most popular now? "You mean, Nangong Wuhua is the genius of the Nangong family because he has dual spiritual roots, and all the resources are tilted towards him. What about you?" Yang Lan'er wondered. Could it be that her worldview was wrong? "Me?" Yuan Lianxiao laughed at himself: "Of course I am a waste with five spiritual roots, so he always thought I was trash and unworthy of being a member of the Nangong family."

Don't pull me in, I just can't keep the draft, this is an inexplicable extra chapter, what's the reason, cough cough, I'm too lazy to think! cough cough...