Evil Master and Disciple

Fairy Yunyu is a truly extraordinary woman who possesses both beauty and wisdom.

Having experienced countless storms, she is not as simple as her naive disciples.

After listening to Mei Xuehan's story, Fairy Yunyu fell into deep thought.

She realized that the closure of Ye Feng's new shop today was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and there might be other things involved.

At this time, Shangguan Lan asked with a worried look on her face: "Senior Sister, Ye Feng... Ye Feng and the others were not punished, right?"

Yi Xiaofu shook her head and said, "We only closed the shop. Ye Feng, Yin Ling, Yao Yao, An Nian and the others were not implicated."

Seeing that the junior sister was still a little worried, Mei Xuehan smiled and said, "Junior sister, don't worry about that guy. I heard that he was not angry about his shop being closed, but very happy. He talked and laughed and took a group of people to a restaurant for drinks to celebrate."

"Celebrate? Celebrate what?" Shangguan Lan was full of confusion.

"It should be to celebrate the opening of their shop... No, that's not right. Isn't the shop closed? It can't be to celebrate the shop's bankruptcy." Mei Xuehan also showed a surprised expression.

Fairy Yunyu looked at the three disciples and asked, "Xiao Fu, you just said that Qin Han led people to seal the shop? This matter also involves An Nian, a disciple of Yu Mian?"

Yi Xiaofu nodded slightly.

Said: "It seems that An Nian is the only female spokesperson for Ye Feng's shop, and she gets a dividend of 5,000 taels of silver a year."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yunyu became even more certain that what happened today was unusual.

She glanced at her young disciple Shangguan Lan with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Mozhuxuan.

The lively and active Nangong Yan was telling his master and several senior and junior sisters about the scene that happened in Xianling Valley at dusk.

After hearing the whole story, True Person Yuying also frowned.

Nangong Yan didn't notice the strange look in her master's eyes. She laughed and said, "Ye Feng, Yue Yinling has suffered a major setback this time, and An Nian...most of their efforts were in vain."

True Man Yuying asked, "An Nian? What does this have to do with An Nian?"

"Master, didn't I just tell you? Senior Sister An Nian is the spokesperson for Ye Feng's shop. She doesn't have to do anything, and she still makes a net profit of 5,000 taels every year! Now the shop has closed down right after opening. Ye Feng will definitely come after her to recover the money!"

"An Nian...Qin Han..."

Yuying Zhenren kept repeating these two names.

If it were an ordinary time, if Ye Feng and Yue Yinling’s shop was closed, it would definitely be at the top of the hot search list immediately.

Now is the right time, the inner door test has taken away a lot of traffic and popularity of this matter.

Currently, most of the Yunhai Sect's disciples were busy discussing who had the ability to enter the top ten and who had the best chance of winning the championship. They had no energy to discuss the fact that a cigarette shop jointly opened by a few bully girls was ruthlessly closed down on the first day of its opening.

Even if they heard about this, they would only say two words.

Deserve it.

For the vast majority of Yunhai Sect disciples, the closure of Fengyue Cigarettes was a matter of great joy.

Ye Feng and a group of more than 20 people booked five tables in the lobby of Shiweitian.

This place has been full of customers every day recently. In the afternoon, Ye Feng asked Fang Tong to come and reserve a table for today's celebration banquet.

Except for Ye Feng and San Zhier, everyone else's appetite was not very high.

They still couldn't accept that a profitable shop was closed down like that.

Ye Feng was quite open-minded. He picked up his wine glass, stood up and said, "Don't be depressed, everyone. I told you that the Yellow Tobacco Shop is gone, so we'll do other businesses. Even though it's only been open for one day, we haven't lost money.

Through the incident with the Yellow Tobacco Shop, you should have already seen that I, Ye Feng, am a business genius. Don't be so sullen, come on, let's raise our glasses together. This first toast is to Fengyue Cigarettes, which failed midway through its business venture."

Under Ye Feng's encouragement, everyone's mood improved a little, and they all stood up and picked up their wine glasses.

After a moment, Ye Feng picked up the wine glass again and said, "This second glass of wine is to wish us all a successful battle tomorrow and to advance to the next round!"

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the atmosphere became lively.

These people are not petty, so the worst that can happen is that they can just start over.

These playboys lack everything except time.

The celebration banquet lasted until three o'clock in the morning. Considering that there might be a magic competition on the first day tomorrow, the banquet had to be adjourned.

When Ye Feng, Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man returned to Fenglingju, Fatty Yulong had not returned yet.

The diligent Xiaoman and Ling'er were boiling water in the kitchen. They were very tired today and were covered in sweat, so they needed to take a good wash.

There is nothing wrong with the two girls, the key is Ye Feng.

Maybe there are competitions every day, but I can't go on stage smelling of sweat and alcohol.

By the time Ye Feng finished taking a shower, it was already midnight.

He lay in bed, tossing and turning, thinking about everything that happened today.

He has been following the teachings of his fat master, disguising himself as an unlearned and evil person.

To this end, he tried his best to hide his calmness as a thirty-year-old, and acted like a sixteen-year-old boy, immaturity and childishness, making his words and actions more in line with the original owner's personality and age.

I thought that this way I could avoid the political vortex, make a little money, live a simple life, and be done with it for the rest of my life.

I didn't expect that the senior brother would be so aggressive.

He caused trouble as soon as he opened his shop and had his own shop closed.

This was not just a slap on the face, but also stepping on his face with his big feet that hadn't been washed for three years and rubbing it repeatedly on the ground.

What happened today made Ye Feng fully understand a truth.

If you keep giving in, it will only make the other party more unscrupulous.

Ye Feng didn't plan to retreat.

Today should be a test of myself by Dugu Changkong and Lin Yi.

If you endure it, they will soon take the next action against you.

Next time, maybe it won't be about closing the store, but about taking your own life.

To survive is to live.

Now that I can't even live happily, what's the point of living on?

Only appropriate counterattacks can make these people feel that they are not easy to mess with.

It was almost dawn, but Ye Feng still couldn't fall asleep.

I drank a lot of wine and my head hurts a little.

So Ye Feng put on his thin pajamas and went to the yard to meditate.

He mobilized his spiritual power to force out the alcohol in his body, and circulated it for another two cycles. Not only did his mind become clear, but all his fatigue was also swept away, and his mental state returned to its peak.

When I opened my eyes, it was already daybreak. The fat master was lying on a recliner, stroking Sanzhier.

Seeing Ye Feng finishing his training, Fatty Yulong smiled and said, "You're awake! How do you feel?"

Ye Feng stretched his arms and legs and said, "Not bad. My mind is clear and I'm in high spirits. I can fight nine rounds in a row today without any problem!"

"Well, it's better than I expected."

Fatty Yulong said something that made Ye Feng a little confused.

"Boy, do you have anything to say to me?"

"What? Nothing."

"Yeah, very good, very good!"

Ye Feng scratched his head and said, "What's wrong with you? You drank a lot of wine last night and didn't go upstairs. Are you horny?"

"Hahaha, very good! You are worthy of being my Huang Youdao's eldest disciple!"

Ye Feng looked at his fat master and laughed while stroking his hands.

He looked confused and couldn't figure out what was wrong with the fat master today.

Fatty Yulong laughed for a while before saying, "I heard the shop you guys opened was closed down yesterday?"

"Yes, it's the order from the headmaster. Hey, I told you not to touch pornography, gambling, or drugs. It's okay, Master. If you close one of my shops today, I'll open thousands of shops tomorrow. Don't worry, I'll definitely make a lot of money. Not to mention providing for your retirement, even finding you a companion won't be a problem!"

"What are you talking about, you little brat? Why an old partner? Can't you find a younger one for your master?"

The master and the disciple laughed out loud at the same time in the yard.

Ye Feng did not mention the matter of his shop being closed again.

Master Yulong did not ask about this matter again.

The master and the disciple actually started telling dirty jokes.

Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man, who had just woken up, were speechless after hearing this.

At this moment, the sky is flashing with light.

On the first day of the battle, the disciples of Yunhai Sect had already started to rush to the square to grab advantageous positions.

The master and the disciple sat in the yard, Huang Ling'er combed the fat man Yulong's hair, and Xiaoman combed Ye Feng's hair.

Fatty Yulong is a highly respected figure in the Yunhai Sect. For some time to come, he will need to follow the leader and accompany the elders who are sent abroad.

Of course, one cannot be careless about personal image, otherwise it will damage the reputation of Yunhai Sect.

Of course, in order to maintain the image of the Yunhai Sect, Ye Feng changed his afro hairstyle to a normal hairstyle after being severely criticized by Master Yulong.

This made Ye Feng very dissatisfied.

He kept muttering that his master didn't understand the fashion of young people and was an old stubborn man who couldn't keep up with the trend of the times.

After the two little girls carefully washed and dressed up.

A handsome young man with a good-looking appearance and a dark, fat and wretched old man were born.

Fatty Yulong held the bronze mirror and looked at himself in the mirror over and over again.

He said, "Ling'er, does this hairstyle look good?"

Huang Ling'er said: "Of course."

Fatty Yulong said, "Why do I think it's so ugly?"

"Dad, your ugliness has nothing to do with your hairstyle!"

"Um...that's true."

Ye Feng was almost laughing to death, and felt that his fat master was simply a weirdo in this world.

"Dad, trim your beard. Brother, go back to your room and change your clothes. It's getting late..."

A moment later, Ye Feng walked out of the room.

What a handsome and extraordinary young man.

She was wearing a dress made of the finest Shu brocade, a combination of blue, green and white, which was very decent.

Xiaoman combed her long hair very neatly.

The temples swore to be blown up by the morning breeze, flowing elegantly.

The two young girls in the yard who were just beginning to fall in love were so stunned by what they saw.

Fatty Yulong smiled and said, "Feng'er, this outfit is quite nice. Ling'er's needlework skills are getting better and better."

Huang Ling'er suddenly pouted and said, "Dad, Senior Brother's clothes were not made by me."

"Ah? Not you? Xiaoman has this skill?"

"Not me either."

"Uh?" Master Yulong was a little confused.

At this time, Huang Ling'er said: "Senior Sister Shangguan Lan made this for me."

"What? Yunyu's female disciple?" Fatty Yulong's eyes were originally small, but at this moment they were bigger than a cow's eyes.

He circled around Ye Feng a few times, then punched Ye Feng on the shoulder.

He laughed and said, "You're quite good, brat! You've managed to win over such a quiet and beautiful girl like Junior-Martial-Nephew Shangguan! As a master, I can't be left behind. Just wait and see how I win Yunyu over! Didn't you say this morning that you'd cover the expenses for me to find a partner? Hurry up and open another shop to earn money for the betrothal gifts for us, master and disciple!"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Master, Shangguan and I are a match made in heaven, but you and Uncle Yunyu... forget it.

If you really want to find a life partner, I have someone I can recommend. There's an old woman selling wontons on the street in Xianling Valley. I've asked around, and she's only a little over 300 years old. Her hair is a little gray, but her teeth are in good condition...

Master, what are you doing...don't come over here...ouch..."

As expected, Ye Feng was kicked by Fatty Yulong.

Fortunately, at this time, the voice of the Three Bullies came from outside the yard.

"Brother Feng! The battle is about to begin! Let's go!"

Ye Feng quickly used his skills to fly into the air.

Fatty Yulong yelled from behind, "You little bastard, you're truly a great disciple to me! You're introducing me to someone so old-fashioned? Come back here, or I'll break your legs!"

"Master! With your conditions, I can only find her. I'm doing this for your own good. Please consider it! As long as you agree, I'll go and propose to you this afternoon!"

Ye Feng flew out of the yard with a smile.

He shouted to the three bullies outside the courtyard: "Go, go!"

The three tyrants quickly followed with their swords.

Four rays of light shot straight into the sky with shouts of "Ouch" and "Wow".

Huang Ling'er in the yard was very envious.

Although Fatty Yulong taught her carefully every day and gave her fairy fungus, it would take her some time to reach the level of flying, so every time it was Miss Xiaoman who carried her on her sword.

She really wanted to reach the level of flying as soon as possible so that she could fly freely in the sky like her senior brothers.