What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Under the scorching sun, he was wearing a red brocade robe, his hair tied up high with a shiny black silk ribbon. Under his flying hair, a handsome face was revealed, and the light in his eyes seemed to be able to burn people.

The flying iron fan was so fast and quick in the air that it flew all the way and directly entered the flower tree three miles away. Just when everyone thought that the fan was going to get stuck on the tree.

In an instant, petals and leaves scattered and fell. A woman stood under the tree. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but raise her palm, wanting to hold the falling petals.

When I looked up, I saw the young man in brocade robe leaping into the air, grabbing some unknown weapon that was echoing in the air, and flying back with a smile on his face.

That smile seemed to dazzle her eyes.

She looked up at the direction where the boy flew back, covered her chest with her hands, and her cheeks were even more delicate than the fallen flowers.

A gentle breeze blew, his sleeves fluttering as the young man in red tiptoed to the ground, slowly descending. He gently waved a folding fan, his smile widening as he looked like a carefree and unrestrained young man.

"How about it, I hope I didn't disappoint you!" He looked at Song He with his chin slightly raised, and Song He looked at him with admiration in his eyes.

"Not bad, kid. You've become so powerful after just one trip out!" Lu Yan was pulled aside by Pei Xiao, and his eyes were full of stars as he held his arm.

Song He shook his head and laughed. Who wouldn't admire heroes at this age? Who wouldn't want to be a hero? Lu Yan was a talented and hardworking kid. He even used his life-defining weapon with great skill.

He transformed his sword energy into internal energy and injected it into the fan, allowing it to spin even without the activation mechanism. While this method increased the fan's lethality and range, it also compromised the user's inherent skill. A fan that was too light would also become useless because it could not withstand the user's internal energy.

"Xiao Jinan is still suitable for using a sword."

The two people looked to that side. The man was dressed in cloud satin brocade clothes, with a smile on his lips, his eyes raised, and he was holding a folding fan. As he waved the fan, his romantic charm could not be concealed.

Pei Xiao didn't know why, but he felt that this person was very pretentious. He rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, you are the only one who is suitable for using a fan. I think he uses it quite well."

"Actually, I think so too." Lu Yan slowly folded the fan in his hand, and the man next to him became even more arrogant when he heard Lu Yan agree with him.

He looked at Song He provocatively. Song He raised his eyebrows at him and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Lu Yan hadn't finished speaking yet, "I also think I am still suitable for my sword."

Pei Xiao's neck, which was leaning forward, paused, and the smug smile on his face froze. Song He's fan covered half of his face, but his exposed eyes and eyelids were trembling. He walked around him several times, his tone seeming casual.

"Ah, my! Why aren't you smiling? You looked so beautiful just now!"

Pei Xiao's neck turned red with anger. He stamped his feet viciously and looked at the boy in front of him.

"Hey! Can you please finish your words in one breath? Is it so hard to say it in one breath?"

Lu Yan, who was innocently attacked, was stunned. He waved his hands helplessly and said, "What's wrong with me?"

Pei Xiao looked at this man and knew that he really knew nothing. What should he do? He became even angrier.

No, he hasn't apologized for what he did before. These days, he's been eating at his house, living at his house, and even blocking people for him... Damn, I can't even get angry!

So he kicked Song He and the two started fighting again.

"Hey, how can there be someone as naughty as you!" The two men touched arms, and their eyes were blazing with fire.

"What's wrong with me kicking you a few times out of spite? This is your honor!"

Song He laughed angrily. If the man in front of him wasn't just a powerless little brat, he would have beaten him so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

"Don't act like a bitch in front of me, you fucking sick young master."

"I'm a young master, so what if I have a young master's disease? Unlike you, a bastard who knows where he came from!"

Pei Xiao swung his claws, and Song He dodged sideways. Suddenly, a long sword fell from the sky, and the powerful sword energy knocked the two men apart. Without even pulling out the scabbard, the sword blade was inserted into the crack in the ground.

"Apologize, Pei Xiao."

Lu Yan looked at him coldly, his eyes devoid of warmth. He had originally hidden away to enjoy the coolness, after all, the two of them had always been at odds with each other. He knew they were just playing around, so he had no intention of interfering with them.

But now...

"Pei Jingtian, I say it again, I apologize."

Pei Xiao knew this man was truly angry; he only called out his name when he was furious. But he refused to accept it. He hadn't done anything against the law. He had teased him so much before, and even when he'd ridden his horse in the street that day, he still came to his rescue.

He just hit this pretty boy a few times and scolded him a few times, but this guy treated him like this. Why?

Pei Xiao didn't know what his emotions were at this moment, like the juice flowing out of a freshly cut lemon.

He turned his head away, stubbornly refusing to look at the person in front of him.

Song He looked at the Shura-like atmosphere, silently bent down, pulled out the sword stuck in the ground, wiped it clean, and handed it to the man with a gloomy face.

Lu Yan took the sword, pulled Song He's wrist, and stopped glancing at the man. "I used to think you were just a spoiled dandy. No matter how naughty you were, at least you had good roots. You come from a wealthy family, so I don't expect you to achieve anything. But if you can't even show the most basic respect to others, then you're truly rotten."

Pei Xiao stood there in a daze. Lu Yan's words were like a bolt of lightning that burned him from the inside out.

He bit the flesh of his cheek tightly, the taste of blood rushed into his throat, and his hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists.

Song He glanced at Pei Xiao's expression, then turned back to look at the man with a gloomy face and sighed.

He knew why he was so angry. He was a soft-hearted person. Before, there was a severe drought in a place. Orphans begging on the roadside asked him for money. Ordinary people would just look at him and give him a few coins, but he was generous! Not only did he take out all the money he had, he even gave them his outer robe.

After people gathered around and called him "brother" a few more times, this man took the child home to raise him. I still remember that every time his family sent money, he was considered lucky if he could spend a third of it on himself.

He shook the man's arm and said slowly and gently, "I'm fine. It was just a child's careless mistake."

Lu Yan listened to his words, frowning in disbelief, "So you think it's right to be unintentional?"

"It's not like no one cares about you." After saying this to him, he let go of his wrist and turned away.

Song He's fingertips covered the warmth left by the man just now and circled himself.

He no longer cared.

Because when you don’t care, it doesn’t matter whether others care or not.

Lu Yan stared at the person in front of him, even though he wasn't looking at him. "Do you think you're not wrong? It's just a sentence. It's not like I broke my arm or lost a piece of flesh or anything like that."

He grabbed the man's arm and tried to walk out, but the man seemed to be stuck to the ground, with a strong force.

Lu Yan didn't exert any more strength and just let go of the man. "Whatever you want, I'll ask someone from your Pei family to pick you up later."

Pei Xiao's pupils brightened, and he grabbed the man's hand, but he still turned his head away. "I'm not going back."

"If you don't want to go back, come with me to a place." So the two men who were as stubborn as Niu walked out of the yard.

"Master, something bad has happened! Huh... The Qin family is coming to our house today to cancel the engagement! Huh..." Before the man ran over, Lu Yan heard the noisy voice of his own servant.

Lu Yan was very annoyed. He grabbed Pei Xiao and jumped onto the roof, leaving only a sound behind.

"Whoever arranged the marriage should deal with it on his own terms!"

Then the two figures quickly disappeared from the servant's sight.

Song He took out his fan and waved it slowly again, the corner of his mouth raised in an arc, "Cancel the engagement?"

For someone like Lu Yan, where can he find such a good person after he retires?