After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

Pei Ye stared at Shen Mian's back until it was blocked by the noisy crowd.

"Oh, I thought I was seeing things, look who this is?" A nonchalant voice suddenly sounded, and Pei Ye's body stiffened.

A man in gorgeous clothes was holding a folding fan in his hand. His clothes were gorgeous, and the cuffs of his robe were embroidered with green bamboo and vines in delicate thread. He had a dark green Qinsu belt tied around his waist. His face was a little pointed and monkey-like. At this moment, he looked at Pei Ye arrogantly, with disdain in his eyes.

"I was wondering why I didn't see you a few days ago. What? Did you really come here with that kid Lu Mingke? Do you think you can enter Fengqi College?"

Two middle-aged guards stood beside him. They laughed at him mercilessly when they heard his words: "Sir, he doesn't even take a piss to see what he looks like. How can he get into Fengqi College? Does he want to rely on that face to get in?"

Zhao Ke looked up at Pei Ye. He saw that he was wearing a green outfit with a cloud-flying bat pattern, and his long black hair was tied up with a jade crown. His face, which was usually gray, was washed clean. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, and he was handsome and unparalleled. There was jealousy in his eyes: "Oh, which nobleman favored you and bought you these good things?"

"How could your Excellency be interested in such a person?" The guard sneered, "I think she must have climbed into some master's bed!"

Pei Ye's face turned a little pale.

Zhao Ke laughed heartily, waving the fan in his hand slightly, and said with a smug tone: "Pei Ye, if this is true, you might as well tell me as soon as possible so that I can report to the prince. As long as you serve the prince well, you can get whatever you want by just asking him. Why would you have to go to so much trouble to climb into another bed?"

He had a sly smile on his face, and his small eyes looked particularly wretched because they were narrowed: "But since we haven't seen each other for a long time, I have to treat you well."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Ye rushed in the direction where Shen Mian left. He had always kept his head down and appeared submissive, so Zhao Ke and others did not expect that he would resist this time.

But they still reacted. The two mid-stage spiritual master guards were faster after all. They caught up with Pei Ye and almost grabbed him and dragged him to an empty alley.

The steaming plum blossom cakes and Changshu rice cakes were scattered all over the ground and stepped on by passers-by who came from nowhere.

Pei Ye felt as if the flesh on his hands were being pinched off by them. The back of his head hit the wall so hard that he saw stars.

Zhao Ke walked over slowly. Pei Ye's hands were held against the wall by the guards. He could not move. He glanced at his torn clothes. His inky eyes were filled with blood and he stared at Zhao Ke without blinking.

His plum blossom cakes, rice cakes and the clothes his sister just bought for him.

Zhao Ke felt inexplicably frightened by the sinister look, and then he felt extremely angry, and immediately slapped Pei Ye in the face.

The slap was so powerful that Pei Ye's face tilted to the side and soon became swollen.

The smell of blood filled his mouth. Pei Ye lowered his eyes and suddenly laughed softly, his shoulders twitching slightly.

Zhao Ke was a little annoyed: "You bastard, what are you laughing at!"

Pei Ye didn't say anything, but just continued to laugh. Zhao Ke punched him in the stomach again. Pei Ye groaned in pain, and Zhao Ke felt that he had regained some ground.

"Zhao Ke." Pei Ye looked up at him, his eyes full of undisguised malice, "I wonder what will happen to you later."

Zhao Ke laughed when he heard this: "Pei Ye, are you still dreaming? I thought you wanted to say something, but did you really climb into the bed of some big shot and want to take revenge on me?"

He suddenly took out a dagger and slapped it lightly on Pei Ye's face: "Tell me, if I destroy your face now, will that master still let you get into his bed?"

Pei Ye remained unmoved and just looked at him quietly with a gloomy look.

Zhao Ke raised his hand and was about to stab, but the tip of the knife stopped when it touched Pei Ye's face. He suddenly withdrew his hand, as if he remembered something interesting, and smiled and narrowed his eyes: "It's a pity to ruin your face like this. I heard that many nobles go to Yifeng Pavilion in Ningxi Town to have fun. Since you like to climb up the ladder so much, I will help you."

His eyes were full of flattery. He looked at Pei Ye's face and smiled in an almost ferocious way: "No need to thank me. If you become successful in the future, don't forget me, the noble who introduced you to him. Take him away!"

The two guards fiercely escorted Pei Ye towards Yifeng Pavilion. Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind the three of them, like cutting ice and shattering jade, which made people shudder: "Where do you want to take my brother?"

Zhao Ke turned around and saw a girl in blue standing at the entrance of the alley, holding a strange long sword wrapped in bandages in her hand. Her eyes were cold and there was no warmth in them. After falling on the embarrassed Pei Ye, she paused for two seconds and looked at Zhao Ke as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Brother? Oh, Pei Ye, is this the noble man you are looking for?" Zhao Ke reacted, laughed, and said, "My lady, you may not know who Pei Ye is. He is a Gu Master, a wild bastard with no father or mother. Don't be fooled by him."

"Gu Master?" Shen Mian suddenly smiled. The girl was pretty to begin with. Even though her smile was not genuine, it still made Zhao Ke stare at her for a moment. However, Shen Mian's next words made him change his expression. "Gu Masters raise Gu worms, but I'm afraid no one wants maggots like you."

Zhao Ke's face turned pale: "I'm just giving you a heads up out of kindness, do you know who I am?"

"I don't care which stinking ditch you are from." Shen Mian raised his sword slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot. Zhao Ke was shocked and hurriedly took out his sword to look for Shen Mian, but before he found him, he suddenly heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh and blood behind him, and two screams.

He turned around in fear, and saw that the two guards who were escorting Pei Ye just a second ago had fallen to the ground, with bright red blood all over the floor.

The tip of Shen Mian's sword was stained with blood, but the bandage on the sword was still spotless. She helped Pei Ye up with one hand and let Pei Ye lean on her shoulder. There was a trace of blood on her fair face, and she was looking at Zhao Ke expressionlessly.

“Ahhh——” Zhao Ke didn’t even have the courage to confront Shen Mian again. He collapsed on the ground in fear.

"Waste." Shen Mian said coldly and took the lead to check Pei Ye's condition, "How is it?"

The blood at the corners of Pei Ye's mouth had dried up a little. He buried his head in Shen Mian's neck and said in a muffled voice: "Sister, the osmanthus cake is gone, the glutinous rice cake is gone, and the clothes you just bought for me are dirty."

Shen Mian said without hesitation: "Buy! Buy as many as you want! Let me see if you are injured anywhere else."

Pei Ye asked her to check obediently: "My head hurts a little."

Shen Mian's hand reached out to the back of his head and felt a sticky touch. Pei Ye also hissed in pain.

Seeing him in such a dishevel, with his newly bought clothes covered in dust, one side of his face swollen, and wounds on his head and body, Shen Mian's eyes were filled with heartache.