After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

"Who is this person?" Yang Mei asked in confusion.

"A Kyoto student named He Zongwei is quite famous in the student circle. It seems that he is going to 'join a wise master'." Yan Bingyun drank up the remaining chestnut and osmanthus soup in the bowl in one breath. Lin Wan'er wiped his mouth with a smile on her face.

Yang Mei said she couldn't bear to watch it. If her boyfriend wasn't here, would it be their turn to show their affection in front of him?

Guo Baokun downstairs thought about it for a while, then smiled at He Zongwei: "Guo has heard of Mr. He for a long time."

He Zongwei's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he laughed out loud: "Mr. Guo, you are so flattering! I am really ashamed."

Fan Sizhe stood between the two of them, looking left and right, thinking to himself how come such a big man like him seemed invisible in their eyes.

"You guys are all talking nonsense!"

He Zongwei looked at Fan Sizhe as if he were a naughty child. He lifted his sleeve and pointed at Fan Sizhe, then said to the onlookers, "What a disgrace! What a disgrace!"

Guo Baokun laughed and said to He Zongwei in an extremely condescending tone: "You don't know, this guy is the son of Si Nanbo. Si Nanbo is in the Ministry of Revenue and is in charge of money. Raising a child is naturally shallow."

He Zongwei cooperated and acted as if he had suddenly realized something.

The two of them sang the same tune, as if they regarded Fan Sizhe as mud on the soles of their shoes.

How could Fan Sizhe bear this? He clenched his fist and swung it towards Guo Baokun, but unfortunately, his wrist was grabbed by the guards beside Guo Baokun and he could not move.

"Wan'er, what lesson did this story teach you?" Yang Mei suddenly asked.

"I should still learn martial arts." Lin Wan'er said firmly, "Fortunately, although I don't have any talent in martial arts, I have never given up on strengthening my body. Brother, I think I am definitely better than that fat boy Fan Sizhe!"

"..." Yang Mei smiled, "Very good, keep going Wan'er."

"Great!"

Yan Bingyun looked at Lin Wan'er with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Fan Sizhe had been held there by Guo Baokun's guards twisting his arm. Guo Baokun smiled and said, "After all, we are officials in the same dynasty. You kowtow to me and admit your mistakes. For the sake of your father, I will forgive you this time."

Hearing his words, it seemed as if he put himself in the position of Fan Sizhe's elder, and was of the same generation as Fan Jian.

Although Fan Sizhe was now under control, he had no intention of giving in: "Master, I will not admit my mistakes to the pig!"

Guo Baokun's face darkened, and he ordered the guard, "Throw this idiot harder."

To be honest, He Zongwei didn't expect that Guo Baokun was actually going to do it for real. He thought it was just a verbal threat.

The guard didn't care whose young master he captured. Since his master had given the order, he punched Fan Sizhe in the stomach and knocked him flying.

Fortunately, Fan Xian appeared in time and caught Fan Sizhe.

Seeing this, Guo Baokun and He Zongwei put away their bared teeth.

After two seconds of silence, Guo Baokun took two steps with his hands behind his back: "Who was it I thought? It turned out to be Si Nanbo's illegitimate son raised in Danzhou, hahahaha."

He Zongwei next to him laughed like a crooked-mouthed dragon king.