Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

A gust of wind suddenly blew past the window, extinguishing the candlelight in the hall and instantly engulfing the surroundings in darkness. Guan Shanyu had been curled up on the side, listening intently to the heated debate between the two, but the sudden darkness startled him and he couldn't help but scream.

But soon someone raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, and the extinguished wick instantly rekindled. Yan Ruchen's handsome profile was reflected in the candlelight. He looked at Guan Shanyu and saw that the other party was still squatting there, his clothes were tattered, and he was trembling. He looked very pitiful, just like a little beggar.

He asked with some doubt: "Shanyu, isn't your place too dark? Why don't you sit closer?"

Guan Shanyu snapped back to his senses, his heart in a state of panic. He didn't realize Yan Ruchen still remembered his fear of the dark, and his mind was preoccupied with not exposing the fact that he'd eavesdropped. He quickly turned around, grabbed the medicine bottle nearby, and said calmly, "I...I wasn't eavesdropping. I just haven't finished the medicine yet. You guys continue, continue."

Hearing the sound, Song Ziye turned sideways to look at him, and saw him clumsily applying ointment on his body to hide the fact that he was definitely not eavesdropping. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head helplessly.

Song Ziye was somewhat convinced that Guan Shanyu was truly innocent.

Because no one is so stupid as to be a spy for the demon clan.

The two ignored Guan Shanyu. Song Ziye continued the previous topic and asked, "Junior Brother Ruchen, what was after the 'but' you just said?"

Yan Ruchen replied modestly, "I'm just an assistant manager. I'm afraid I'm not up to the task in many areas. I hope Senior Brother Song will be understanding."

This statement not only showed a willingness to cooperate, but also cleverly left room for maneuver, indicating that his position was limited and that any future inconveniences would not be excused. Song Ziye didn't know if he understood, but Guan Shanyu, squatting beside him, heard it clearly.

This kid's brain has really grown up, and he's become more and more adept at dealing with people and worldly matters.

Song Ziye, of course, understood. He knew full well that the true backing of this trip lay with the Council of Elders, and that asking Yan Ruchen for assistance was more of a formality. So, he spoke bluntly, "Brother Ruchen, you're too polite. We're family, so let's not gossip. We should all do our best. But there's one thing I really need your attention for. I've noticed a number of unusual entries and exits from the Sutra Repository recently, but I can't find the specific tokens or passwords. I'm unsure who's responsible, so please help me investigate privately."

Yan Ruchen hesitated for a moment and asked, "Since this is a matter of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, theoretically all the disciples are suspects. Why did you hand it over to me? Wouldn't it be more appropriate for the Council of Elders to handle it?"

Song Ziye smiled and jokingly said, "Junior brother, how do you know I haven't looked for anyone else?"

Yan Ruchen was stunned. Song Ziye smiled and continued, "However, since you are assisting in the investigation of the case in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, according to the sect's rules, it is most appropriate to let you handle these matters."

Yan Ruchen understood and nodded, thinking to himself that Song Ziye was quite well-mannered. Guan Shanyu absentmindedly applied medicine nearby. While eavesdropping was shameful, the shock and fear of overhearing something he shouldn't have heard was overwhelming. So, amidst this complex emotion, his hand carelessly touched an unhealed wound, causing Guan Shanyu to cry out in pain.

After shouting, Guan Shanyu regretted it. He quickly covered his mouth and turned around to look at Yan Ruchen and the others secretly.

Don’t mind it, big guys. Just think of yourself as a ball of screaming air.

The conversation was almost over, and Song Ziye was about to end it and send the guests away, but Guan Shanyu interrupted him, so he didn't need to say anything to end it. He said, "It's getting late, everyone should rest. Junior Brother Shanyu's injuries haven't healed yet, and he needs to rest. How about..."

"Shanyu, do you need help?" Yan Ruchen interrupted Song Ziye before he could finish his words.

Originally, Yan Ruchen was planning to end the topic as soon as possible and go back to rest. After all, he had been fighting demons outside these days and had hardly had a rest. However, he kept seeing Guan Shanyu in the corner twisting his body like a pretzel, trying hard to get the medicine back, but the medicine was still not applied to the right place. After thinking it over again and again, he decided to go up and help him. He also had some questions in mind.

Guan Shanyu instinctively refused, his body subconsciously hugging himself tightly. He quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, no need." But Yan Ruchen pretended not to hear him. He lifted him out of the corner like a chicken, sat him upright under the candlelight, and asked, "Where is it that hasn't been applied yet? Let me help you."

Guan Shanyu looked at the two gentle men with trepidation, but he felt that they were no different from Rakshasa in his eyes. He pointed to a random place and said, "This...this place is fine. Thank you, Ruchen."

Hurry up and finish applying it and leave. Two male protagonists are applying medicine to him in one night, and he is not the female protagonist. Damn it!

Shit, could it be that it was because Yan Ruchen took him horseback riding last time that he lost all his good karma, and that’s why he ended up like this?

Guan Shanyu straightened his back suddenly, wondering if he should pretend to faint to avoid this embarrassing "help" that might aggravate his injuries. After all, if he continued like this, the consequences would be more than just a water dungeon.

Just as he was lost in thought, an unexpected coolness came from behind him, so comfortable that he was startled. He turned around and saw Yan Ruchen applying medicine to his back.

That's not right. Wasn't he referring to the arm just now?

Yan Ruchen knew he was pointing at his arm, and could tell he was just pointing casually. But the wound on his arm had already scarred over, and only his back was still bloody.

Besides, Song Ziye's skill in applying medicine was average. It was obvious that he was not often injured. He did not know to stop the bleeding first and then apply medicine, which resulted in a mixture of red and white on the wound. When the blood coagulated and fell off, the medicine would be in vain.

So since he said he would help, Yan Ruchen carefully treated Guan Shanyu's wound. Although he did not take off his clothes and only gently lifted the corner of his clothes, it was obvious that Guan Shanyu had suffered a lot in the past few days. The barbs on the vine almost scraped the skin on his back.

But it was amazing. Guan Shanyu's skin was very white. The unbroken skin behind him, when viewed up close, was even more delicate than a girl's. Yan Ruchen narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering a commodity he had seen at the market when he was a child.

silk.

Like that delicate and soft feeling.

But is this the skin a man should have?

Yan Ruchen narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the trembling Guan Shanyu in front of him, shook his head slightly, turned to Song Ziye who was busy flipping through the files, and asked: "Senior Brother Song, what are your plans for Shanyu's follow-up?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ziye's gaze flickered between Yan Ruchen and the bewildered Guan Shanyu, and he asked, "What are your plans? Junior Brother Shanyu, what about you? What are your plans after this matter is over?"

Guan Shanyu numbly turned his eyes around the two men's faces, his mind clear as a mirror.

A test, definitely a test. I didn’t expect Yan Ruchen to have learned how to test.

Where is he planning to go? He is now a tainted disciple who got in through the backdoor and is suspected of colluding with the demons. Where can he go? What else can he do? It would be a blessing if he is not beaten to death.

You ask him, he asks me. But the decision-making power of this issue does not lie with Guan Shanyu at all, so asking this question is nothing more than a purpose.

Test what his attitude is.

Guan Shanyu wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare. He had been involved in a lot of intrigues at work, and he knew how to respond to his boss's tests and colleagues' temptations.

The most important skill is that the person who asks this question comes with an answer, so it is not important what you think, but what is important is to answer what they want. As for how an assistant disciple and a senior disciple of Zixiao Spirit Realm want him to answer, Guan Shanyu thinks he has a little idea.

After thinking about it, Guan Shanyu would definitely respond with his always-effective method.

The first step is to lower your posture, show sadness to gain sympathy, and lower their defenses; the second is to give an ambiguous answer to test their reaction, and prove which direction they ask, and that is the answer they want.

The connected rhetoric was: "I know my path to joining the sect is full of twists and turns, and it's against the rules. Whether I'm expelled from the sect or accept any punishment, I will gladly accept it without complaint."

It not only makes one's own position clear, but also cleverly leaves room for maneuver, waiting for the other party's further reaction.