"Okay, okay, I'll tell you. I didn't do it on purpose. I already said it was artistic embellishment... The story about me robbing the rich to help the poor with the Thief Saint was a lie."

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Guo Furong had no choice but to accept her fate. However, she wasn't going to say it like that and wanted to explain herself. But looking at Xiaoqing's red eyes, she knew that she couldn't escape without saying something, so she had to reveal something that was obviously a lie.

Old Bai never expected that his gossip would backfire on him. Guo Furong was clearly ruining his reputation. The Thief Saint tricked a little girl into helping him steal things; if word got out, wouldn't he be ridiculed? Wouldn't he lose face? But he couldn't admit that he was the Thief Saint, so he could only glare fiercely at Guo Furong.

"anything else?"

Xiaoqing pressed on, not believing there were only two items. She knew her young mistress's personality well; she was evasive and deceitful. If she could say there was only one, there must be a second one.

"I was the one who retrieved the stolen goods from Longmen Escort Agency," Tong Xiangyu said angrily.

"anything else?"

"Punish the corrupt police chief who knowingly breaks the law!" Li Dazui glared angrily.

"anything else?"

“Rescue those scholars who have no talent, keep failing the exams, and end up squandering their family fortune.” Lü Qinghou glared angrily.

"anything else?"

"I provided the evidence that the Hengshan Sect leader embezzled sect assets, and I defeated Peach Blossom Sword first," Mo Xiaobei said angrily.

"anything else?"

"Oh dear, that's all. There's nothing left."

Guo Furong said impatiently, "I've already revealed so much. Wouldn't I be shameless to keep going? Can't you see everyone around us is watching?"

"We don't believe that you, you liar, can't tell a single word of truth."

Before Xiaoqing could even speak, the people in the inn shouted at Guo Furong in unison, startling both Xiaoqing and Guo Furong so much that their faces turned pale. For some reason, everyone in the inn suddenly stared at Guo Furong with eyes blazing with hatred, as if they wanted to kill her. This made Zhang Yu and Dali upstairs laugh; watching it live was indeed more interesting.

"I forgot to introduce you all. This is Tong Xiangyu, the manager and the young lady of the Longmen Escort Agency. Mo Xiaobei is the younger sister of Mo Xiaobao, the leader of the Hengshan Sect. Li Dazui was formerly the head constable of this town. Lü Qinghou is the grandson of the former prefect and a scholar who repeatedly failed the imperial examinations. Bai Zhantang is a friend of the 'Thief Saint'..."

Zhang Yu smiled as he introduced the people in the inn to Guo Furong and Xiao Qing. Each person Zhang Yu introduced would step forward and look at Guo Furong with a half-smile, while Guo Furong would take a step back with each introduction. However, when introducing Bai Zhantang, seeing Bai Zhantang's pleading eyes, Zhang Yu could only say that he was a friend.

Guo Furong is so embarrassed she could dig out a whole city of Beijing with her toes. Who would have thought that the boasts she made would actually have real-life counterparts in this inn?

"sorry."

Seeing the angry crowd, Guo Furong had no choice but to obediently apologize.

“There’s nothing wrong with bragging; everyone boasts a few times. But you can’t use other people’s reputations and misfortunes as the basis for your bragging. And even if you have a disease, you can’t use it as a shield for your mistakes. If you’re sick, get treatment; if you’re wrong, admit it.”

Tong Xiangyu softened first, knowing that the other party was just a young lady who longed for the martial arts world, just like her younger brother, so she spoke first and unleashed her verbal skills—a powerful pep talk.

"I'm sorry, no, I'm not sick. Who said I was sick? I don't know it myself, and none of those miracle doctors said I was sick."

Guo Furong first sincerely apologized to Tong Xiangyu, after all, it was her fault. Of course, the main reason was that she happened to run into the real-life inspiration for the character; otherwise, she wouldn't have admitted her mistake. Then, she looked at Xiaoqing with displeasure and asked, "How dare someone spread rumors that I'm sick? Do they really think I, Guo Furong, am easy to bully?"

"Mental illness, or in other words, inner demons, obsessions. And do you think your father would have let you go out and harm others if you weren't sick?"

Zhang Yu looked at Guo Furong, who had become arrogant again, and said without any politeness, "Although the TV series only joked about the victims, how many of the victims in this world need time to heal the trauma of being beaten up after doing a good deed?"

It was only because Guo Juxia kept apologizing behind the scenes, and doing so as a father to offer compensation, that Guo Furong, with her personality, would have caused such a huge uproar. Moreover, if he hadn't known that Guo Juxia had already apologized, he certainly wouldn't have let Guo Furong off so easily. Zhang Yu had previously stated that he didn't care about whether someone was a main character or not; if he didn't like something, he wouldn't be polite.

"So you're saying I'm sick? Who do you think you are? Do you even know who my father is?"

Guo Furong looked up at Zhang Yu on the second floor and questioned him, even uttering her classic, ridiculous line. Xiao Qing, seeing the fearless Guo Furong, worriedly pulled her aside. Zhang Yu wouldn't tolerate her; the current Guo Furong was not the same Guo Furong who would later be disciplined by Tong Xiangyu. She was just as spoiled and domineering.

"Who do you think you are? If you weren't the daughter of Guo Juxia, what would you be? You even want others to call you Guo Juxia? Do you even know what a hero is?"

Zhang Yu appeared behind Guo Furong and said something. Actually, Zhang Yu wanted to ask, "Who is your father? Shouldn't you ask your mother?" But thinking of Guo Juxia, he didn't say it. Guo Furong was once again acupunctured and couldn't move, but the fear in her eyes was undisguised.

Because she was looking up at Zhang Yu, but now she suddenly couldn't move, and Zhang Yu's voice sounded behind her. Zhang Yu's figure upstairs was passed back and forth by Dali's curious outstretched hand, and then slowly faded and disappeared. If she could speak, she would definitely let out the most miserable scream of her life.

"Apparating."

Seeing Zhang Yu suddenly appear behind Guo Furong, Lao Bai looked up at Zhang Yu's figure gradually disappearing upstairs and said with a solemn expression.

Big Mouth and Scholar were now huddled together in fear. They were too terrified to speak, otherwise they would have screamed. They had encountered a ghost in broad daylight.

Only after hearing Lao Bai's solemn words did the others realize that Zhang Yu was a highly skilled martial artist and hadn't encountered a ghost in broad daylight, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young master, I'm sorry. That's not what Miss meant. She..."

Xiaoqing looked worriedly at Guo Furong, who had been acupunctured again, and wanted to defend Guo Furong and plead for her.

Xiaoqing hurriedly tried to explain to Zhang Yu, but Zhang Yu stopped her. He knew that Xiaoqing wanted to plead with him. If it were according to his original plan, he would first teach Guo Furong a lesson, then reveal Guo Furong's identity, and leave the rest to Tong Xiangyu, who would naturally tame Guo Furong.

But now the situation has changed. Guo Furong has Guo Juxia behind her, and now, because of her own reasons, Guo Juxia probably won't let his daughter stay here. Moreover, without Tong Zhanggui's persuasive words, Guo Furong probably wouldn't want to stay here either.

Of course, this is nothing. Zhang Yu isn't the kind of person who just talks the talk about how history can't be changed. Without Guo Furong, the plot of Tongfu Inn would probably change a lot, and might even affect the Longmen Escort Agency later on. Of course, Zhang Yu isn't one to maintain the plot; he's fine with changes for the better, but he'd feel uneasy if things went wrong.

At least Lü Xiucai's trajectory would be changed. Without Guo Juxia as his father-in-law, it's uncertain whether he could have passed the imperial examination. It's not that Lü Xiucai lacked literary talent, but the imperial examination wasn't just about talent.

Moreover, without the tempering of Tong Zhanggui, Guo Furong's personality might turn into another Crimson Flame Demon. Of course, her martial arts skills wouldn't be as good, but her destructive power would probably be considerable. To be honest, Zhang Yu really looked down on Guo Furong, especially in terms of her personality.

"Master Guo, come out and meet me."

Zhang Yu shouted towards the roof. At this point, he could only discuss it with Guo Juxia. Judging from his appearance, Guo Juxia probably wouldn't mind someone helping him to educate his daughter's character.

"Master Guo?"

The innkeepers then realized that Zhang Yu had just said Guo Furong was the daughter of Guo Juxia. They all looked at Guo Furong with disdain. How could someone like Guo Juxia have such a daughter? It was a complete disgrace to him. This was probably the only stain on Guo Juxia's reputation. Fortunately, Guo Furong couldn't see their gazes, otherwise she would probably be ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear.

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