Wu Ling silently peeled oranges, leaving the rotten ones aside to be given to Baili Xijiang when he returned from his beating.
He was certain that Baili was going to get beaten up.
Having been with them for so long, Wu Ling has come to understand Shen Zhuochuan's personality to some extent.
He looked like he was holding back a lot of anger just now; Baili is in grave danger.
Peel some oranges for him to comfort him.
After a while.
Sunset.
Shen Zhuochuan then led the dejected Baili Xijiang back.
Song Tingwan sighed helplessly and glanced at him disapprovingly, "You beat up my apprentice again?"
Look at her little apprentice, he's about to cry.
Why did they go so far this time?
Shen Zhuochuan shook his head innocently and sat down beside her, explaining, "I didn't lay a hand on her. Do I look like that kind of person?"
In the past, when they said they would beat someone up, they only ever wagged their tails.
I really couldn't bear to beat him up.
Seeing that the man was looking aggrieved, Song Tingwan smiled at him and handed him the cards, saying, "You play."
How could she not know?
That's because she felt sorry for her apprentice.
After handing over that good hand, Canxing quickly handed his cards to Song Hexi.
"Chieftain, we've changed the leader, we've changed the leader."
He's going to lose all the money he's saved up!
Sister Wan's luck with cards is terrifying.
He'll never hit me again, boohoo.
It's rare to see a mature teenager being so unconventional.
Song Hexi was pleased, but also worried as he looked at his bad hand.
I'm so worried.
On the side of Wu Gan and his son.
Wu Gan, looking at the bad hand, sighed with the same melancholy as the clan chief.
He regretted it.
Why didn't they let their own son participate?
"Son... Shall we hit him?"
Wu Ling laughed and moved away, "I don't want to play, you play."
He already knew that Awan and Shen Zhuochuan were good at playing cards. If it were Baili Xijiang and Wan Qiji, he would have been at the table long ago.
He was as clever as he was.
Everyone was happy, as if basking in the bright sunshine.
Only Baili Xijiang huddled alone in a dark corner.
My mind is filled with the thought that everything is over.
Although I told my uncle many times not to tell my master.
But he knew his uncle would definitely tell his master.
He huddled to one side, silently munching on an orange.
He would glance at his master and uncle every now and then.
Shen Zhuochuan remained as cheerful as ever, winning a pile of spirit stones.
There was nothing unusual about it.
Song Tingwan watched with a smile, occasionally coming over to pat her little apprentice's head.
"Master, I suddenly feel that Uncle isn't so great after all. Maybe you shouldn't like him anymore?"
Baili Xijiang was stunned, and suddenly said this.
At the card table, and beside the card table, even Canxing pricked up his ears.
Song Tingwan couldn't help but suppress a laugh as she turned to look at Shen Zhuochuan, "What exactly did you do to my apprentice?"
How could he say such a thing?
Shen Zhuochuan took one of Wu Ling's oranges and tossed it over.
Baili Xijiang chuckled and dodged to the side, "Didn't hit you, hehe."
Who knew that the orange would roll twice on the ground and then be manipulated by spiritual energy to hit him on the forehead.
"Suddenly I feel it's time to clean house."
He curled his lips into a slight smile, his expressionless face remaining unchanged.
Baili Xijiang screamed in fright and hid behind his master's slender body.
"Master! Look at him!"
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