One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Yanzi, Yanzi, are you alright? Please don't hurt me! How can I live without you!"

Putting away the Glittering Fruit, Jiang Bailan looked at the swaying Sand Swallow, which seemed about to collapse at any moment, and rushed to its side.

Jiang Bailan thought that if Feng Shayan got killed off, where else could he find such a good freeloader...

Of course, it's definitely not for that $20!

Compared to swallows, what is a mere $20?

The bond between them is priceless!

They must not let money taint their pure friendship!

Thinking about this, Jiang Bailan realized she had gone too far. How could she have been so reckless, beating her sugar daddy like this...

This is a walking $20!

Damn him!

Wind and Sand Swallow: In that case, why not just forget about the 20?

Jiang Bailan: Yanzi, I advise you to be more sensible. Not a penny less than 20, or I'll turn you into Feng Shaoyan...

Wind and Sand Swallow: In the end, it was defeated by money...

Jiang Bailan: Don't even think about getting something for nothing!

"Do I look alright to you?" Hearing Jiang Bailan's slightly exaggerated voice, Feng Shayan felt her body full of wounds and spoke weakly.

However, it was the strength displayed by her opponent that silenced her, rather than the physical injuries she suffered.

This silence was beyond her expectations.

She didn't know how to describe it, or rather, only when she truly stood opposite Jiang Bailan and became his enemy could she feel that overwhelming power that was beyond expectation and filled her with despair...

That was a power so great that even wanting to resist was futile...

At that moment, she was like a small, helpless boat adrift in a storm, on a raging sea, seemingly on the verge of suffocating.

Feng Shayan knew in her heart that this was only because the other party was holding back. Most of the weapons formed from Qi had avoided her body, and only a small portion of them had caused her any harm.

However, she didn't hold a grudge against Jiang Bailan, after all, she was the one who paid for the other party to go all out.

If you make a mistake, admit it; if you get punished, stand up straight.

She still understands this truth.

Upon hearing Feng Shayan's words, Jiang Bailan raised an eyebrow and said, "Yanzi, I have to make this clear beforehand. You're the one who told me to do this, so the medical expenses can't be deducted from my dollars."

Jiang Bailan said, "You're the one who made the move, so you can't pin the blame on me."

Fengshayan: You're such a good friend!

-

Standing by the railing in the stands, Feng Zhenghao watched his daughter chatting familiarly with Jiang Bailan, and a kind, fatherly expression appeared on his bespectacled face.

In his view, the two are in very good shape right now, which is a very good sign.

Who knows, one day he might wake up to the good news that Jiang Bailan has joined the World Society, or even something more.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhenghao's smile widened, and he walked to the center of the field and said to the two of them, "Bai Lan, are you alright?"

Sand Swallow: "???"

For a moment, Feng Shayan suddenly wondered if she had been picked up from a trash can, or perhaps given away as a free gift with a phone top-up...

Does she seem like nothing's wrong?

Whose real father are you?

How about I leave?

Dragging her weary body, Feng Shayan said irritably, "Dad... you saw it yourself, did this guy look like he was in trouble?"

Looking at Feng Zhenghao's aunt-like smile, Jiang Bailan suddenly felt uneasy for some reason.

"President Feng..."

"Don't call me Chairman Feng, just call me Father, oh no, Uncle Feng is fine..."

Hearing Feng Zhenghao's unintentional words, Jiang Bailan's forehead was covered in black lines. She thought to herself, what kind of family is this? The youngest wants her to be his brother-in-law, and the oldest has already become her father.

Jiang Bailan thought, "I can't afford to offend them, but I can at least avoid them," and prepared to run away.

He didn't want to be a cuckold...

"Bai Lan, Sha Yan has already told me about your situation. If you need anything, just tell Uncle Feng. Uncle Feng may not have much power, but he can still be considered influential in the world of supernatural beings."

"Moreover, Uncle Feng's promise still stands. The doors of the World Society are always open for you. You are welcome to come anytime you wish!"

Hearing Feng Zhenghao's voice from behind, Jiang Bailan first turned around and glanced at Feng Shayan, then looked at Feng Zhenghao and said with a smile, "Thank you, but I can already resolve this matter. I will consider joining the Tianxia Society and settling my issues with the company."

The company...

If that's the case, then this is interesting...

Gazing at Jiang Bailan's departing figure, and recalling her extremely destructive superpower, Feng Zhenghao seemed to have guessed what trouble she was in.

-

After leaving the arena, Jiang Bailan, having nothing else to do, decided to watch other people's matches.

Now that he had no worries, he no longer needed to deliberately pursue happiness and could continue living his carefree life as before.

I glanced at the event flowchart on the open ground.

Wang Ye VS Little Fire God.

Zhang Chulan VS Tang Wenlong.

Feng Xingtong VS Wang Bing.

……

After thinking about it, Jiang Bailan decided to go watch Feng Xingtong's match. He wanted to see if Wang Bing was as infuriating as he was in the anime.

Let's also learn about the Wang family's methods.

As for the reason?

According to the competition's schedule, Jiang Bailan's next opponent will be Wang Bing.

As for Feng Xingtong defeating Wang Bing, Jiang Bailan said that this was unlikely. Both are masters of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, namely Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals. Feng Xingtong, who cannot control spirits, is completely at a disadvantage...

As for whether the Feng family knows how to use the Spirit-Taming Technique... Jiang Bailan said it was none of his business.

Who will love me, who will...

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

While Jiang Bailan was watching Feng Xingtong's match, Zhuge Qing couldn't escape his fate and headed towards the arena where Wang Ye and Xiao Huoshen were playing.

-

Like a street urchin, Jiang Bailan strolled over to the stands where Feng Xingtong was playing.

To be honest, there were quite a lot of spectators at this match. Although it couldn't compare to my fearless fans, the number of people wasn't small either.

This is understandable, given that it was a competition between two descendants of the Ten Elders, not to mention the appearance of the Eight Extraordinary Skills of Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals. It's not surprising that it attracted a large audience.

people!

It's perfectly normal to enjoy watching a spectacle!

There are quite a few Chinese people who don't enjoy watching a spectacle!

Jiang Bailan quickly spotted the two old guys, Lü Ci and Wang Ai, in the crowd.

Regarding Wang Ai coming to watch his grandson's match, Jiang Bailan remarked that the opponent's expression in the Ganges River was, for some reason, rather unpleasant.

In response, Wang Ai could only shout, "Please turn on your microphones and communicate!"

Yesterday, the Wang and Lü families searched all night until dawn before finally finding Wang Bing, who was sealed in cement and sleeping like a dead pig.

If the other person hadn't still been breathing, Wang Ai would have thought her beloved grandson had already died.

What about the murderer?

When Wang Ai saw the silver needles on his great-grandson's neck, he knew who had done it. Besides the company's people, what kind of good person would carry around acupuncture needles all the time?

And among the people in the company, one cannot avoid mentioning Zhang Chulan and Jiang Bailan, with whom he has conflicts.

Zhang Chulan?

Even if he had a thousand lives, he wouldn't dare kidnap Wang Ai's grandson. So the result is obvious, leaving only Jiang Bailan as the only option...