Unlike Shi Mu, Nangong Yu wasn't oblivious and naturally understood the underlying meaning in the man's words. He glared at him, trying to intimidate him, but to his surprise, it was completely ineffective. Instead, it only made Fu Ziyi laugh even more arrogantly and boldly. Baili Xiuwen, standing to the side, also understood the joke in his words, a slight smile on his face. Nangong Yu, furious, put down what he was holding and wanted to settle scores with Fu Ziyi. "Today I'm going to fight you to the death right here! I've been fed up with you for a long time. Look at you, you're so annoying, everything you say and do is irritating! You really make my teeth itch with hatred!"
Fu Ziyi stood motionless. Ever since he discovered Nangong Yu playing with a fan, he hadn't touched one again, becoming like a blade of grass, occasionally putting it in his mouth, his face full of carefree abandon. To him, the fan was just an ornament, but to Nangong Yu, it was a weapon, so he didn't care whether he had it or not. But Nangong Yu was different; he took the fan and charged towards him with a gust of wind, fast, accurate, and ruthless.
Fu Ziyi calmly dodged to the side, easily avoiding the attack with a slight movement. Nangong Yu followed suit, tilting his fan at a different angle and aiming it at Fu Ziyi again. The people standing nearby stood with their arms crossed, watching the spectacle with amusement, showing no intention of intervening in their fight, nor any concern whatsoever. Xu Yuehuai didn't even bother to watch, closing her eyes to rest.
For a time, the two fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand. Nangong Yu was even starting to fall behind. At first, when he wasn't serious, he could still get close to Fu Ziyi, but when he decided to get serious, Fu Ziyi also became serious. All sorts of terrifying ghosts blocked his way, and he couldn't even touch the hem of Fu Ziyi's clothes. He gritted his teeth, not saying a word, but just kept moving towards Fu Ziyi.
Suddenly, the sky darkened. Linghu Zhou, who was living in the cave, couldn't help but sit up in bed. He frowned as he listened to the sounds outside, his face showing displeasure. "In the middle of the night, don't they sleep?"
The old valley master knew that what he meant was that he was annoyed by their noise and wanted them to be quieter. Ever since his entire family was wiped out, Linghu Zhou had become more and more silent each day. He had no one he could trust, so there were things he didn't know how to say or where to begin. As a result, he gradually lost his former liveliness and cheerfulness. The old valley master chuckled and said, "They're young people, full of energy, and love to play. That's how it is. It's not surprising. If you really can't sleep, why don't you go out and play with them? You might gain some new insights."
When Linghu Zhou heard that he was going out to play with them, he subconsciously frowned and showed his disgust. They were so noisy, he didn't want to go. But would Xu Yuehuai be playing like them? If so... it would be understandable that they were noisy.
If the old valley master knew that the scales in his heart had tipped so sharply, he would probably burst out laughing. This kid is still the same, still a bit childish. Linghu Zhou ultimately did not choose to go out to find them, but instead lay down alone on what could barely be called a bed, his hands behind his head.
The room was simply furnished with only the most basic and simple items. It was quite an achievement to have arranged it like this. Initially, he was busy taking care of the old valley master and constantly watching over him to ensure his safety. After a while, the old valley master's health improved slightly, and he no longer needed to watch over him every moment. Only then did he have time to find some things to decorate the room a little to make it more comfortable.
A light rain began to fall from the sky. He didn't know when it stopped outside, nor did he know when he fell asleep. He only vaguely remembered that the sounds outside suddenly stopped after a short while. Without the noise, he slept more comfortably and soundly.
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Little did they know, it was all thanks to Xu Yuehuai. When Xu Yuehuai stood in front of the two men, they were startled by her sudden appearance. Nangong Yu smiled and said, "Senior Sister, what brings you here? It's so late, you should go to sleep."
It wasn't that they intentionally wanted to stop and greet Xu Yuehuai, but Xu Yuehuai's expression was simply too frightening, as if she had some kind of enemy. Xu Yuehuai coldly snorted, "Rest?"
She coldly uttered two words, her gaze sweeping around before finally settling on them. Everything was made clear; she said nothing, yet it seemed she said everything. Nangong Yu awkwardly transformed the weapon in his hand into an ordinary fan, waving it twice. Fu Ziyi looked away, avoiding eye contact with Xu Yuehuai.
After saying those words, Xu Yuehuai turned and left, returning to the spot where they had set up their tent. Upon returning, Fu Ziyi and Nangong Yu understood why Xu Yuehuai had such a dark expression. The ground around them was a mess; half a tree had knocked down the original tent. The unfortunate Shi Mu sat to the side, rubbing his injured wrist, looking utterly aggrieved. Xuan Chi was also a victim; a falling branch had scratched his face, and blood was seeping from his skin.
His eyes were cold, as if he wanted to kill. Fu Ziyi and Nangong Yu, who knew they were in the wrong, did not expect that their fight would accidentally injure those around them, including their own teammates. If Xu Yuehuai and Baili Xiuwen had not been watching over them, the fight would probably have turned into a four-person fight by now.
Shi Mu was the one secretly poisoning them, while Xuan Chi was wielding a long sword and slashing at them. Xu Yuehuai had already anticipated the scene.
Nangong Yu coughed twice, took out a few good fruits, and handed them to Xuan Chi and Shi Mu. "Junior brothers, I'm really sorry. I didn't control my strength just now and I didn't expect to hit one of our own people."
Compared to Nangong Yu's obsequiousness, Fu Ziyi was much more assertive. He tossed something unidentifiable at them, which flew through the air and landed squarely in their arms. For a moment, both of them were stunned. When they saw what they were holding, all their anger vanished completely! What Fu Ziyi had given them was a whole bottle of top-grade healing pills. He had bought them outside, and their effects were comparable to Xu Yuehuai's, but their grade was much higher.
Upon seeing this, Nangong Yu was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected Fu Ziyi to be able to do this. This pill was not cheap, and they didn't need it at all for their hand injuries.
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