Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

"Bi Yesheng, throw him out."

Yun Qi calmly gave the order, threw off the covers, got out of bed, and walked to the huge sofa in the room.

He sat there solemnly.

Zhang Zhi's heart was about to stop beating. Young Master, it seems he doesn't want them to live at all!

"Okay, Master."

Bi Yesheng walked straight toward the family doctor, who glared at him angrily, his cheeks puffed out. "Don't come any closer, I can walk by myself."

How could his small frame withstand the strength of that hothead?

"No, the young master said he's going to throw you out."

The hothead had his own set of logic, and without listening to anyone, he walked straight toward the family doctor, just as the doctor was about to argue back.

He caught him in one go.

The family doctor felt utterly hopeless at that moment.

"I can walk by myself!! You greenhorn, you *****" he kept shouting, then Bi Yesheng completely ignored him.

They threw him out the door in one swift motion.

His face still had that fierce and domineering look, but his eyes revealed a clear stupidity.

Wait until the commotion over there subsides.

Bi Yesheng stood beside Zhang Zhi.

Zhang Zhi stood trembling, three meters away from the sofa, head down, not daring to look Yun Qi in the eye.

Bi Yesheng stood there nonchalantly, staring at Yun Qi without batting an eye.

The boy sat lazily on the leather sofa, wearing a soft and comfortable house coat that the maid had just brought him.

He closed his eyes slightly, pinched his forehead, and felt a slight stinging sensation in his body.

He suppressed the discomfort emanating from him, his brows furrowed.

After a long pause, she slowly spoke, "Who brought this back for me?"

Here it comes, the soul-searching question...

Zhang Zhi's heart was pounding wildly. His mind raced, and he considered countless countermeasures before finally coming up with an excellent line in those few seconds.

"Young Master, I don't know the details of what happened back then. In the end, it was Miss Liang who handed you over to Ah Sheng."

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Ah Sheng, go for it!

Upon hearing this, Yun Qi paused slightly, his expression becoming inscrutable and even more terrifying.

He raised his eyelids, his sharp gaze fixed on Bi Yesheng.

Zhang Zhi was so frightened that his heart almost stopped; he couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be to have that gaze fixed on him.

It's been a long time since I've seen the young master like this.

Last time, the last time was the same one...

It is said that at that time, most of the people in the Yun family were replaced.

Ah Sheng, don't blame me. I've taken care of so many things for you before, so this time you should take care of me.

Unexpectedly, Bi Yesheng seemed oblivious to the gaze directed at him, standing there coolly and aloof, as if he had escaped the vicious cycle.

He blinked twice before saying, "Young Master, are you asking me?"

Yun Qi felt an even greater chill.

Fearing that he would make things worse for him, Zhang Zhi quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, feigning anger as he shouted, "Ah Sheng, tell me quickly, what did Miss Liang say when she handed the young master over to you that day?"

"Oh, so that's what it was!" Bi Yesheng scratched his head, trying to recall.

"I remembered!"

Two pairs of eyes swept towards him at the same time.

Yun Qi glanced at Bi Yesheng, then looked away indifferently, as if he didn't care what he had to say.

Zhang Zhi took a deep breath, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

The next second, he felt like dying.

“Young Master, you were still holding onto Miss Liang, not letting her leave!” Bi Yesheng paused, completely unaware of the awkward atmosphere, “and kept shouting, ‘Don’t go.’”

"You didn't say anything else."

He looked troubled.

"!!!"

Zhang Zhi felt a chill run down his spine and was deeply shocked. How could he have said it so bluntly?

But is this even possible?

Even when he was unconscious, this aloof and proud young master still clung to people, refusing to let them leave.

They actually shouted it out.

What a strange feeling.

That's so exciting...

He slumped over, stealing a glance at Yun Qi's face. Sure enough, it was as black as a black pot.

"Who said that!"

Yun Qi clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his wrists bulging.

"Speak, young master."

Bi Yesheng responded blankly, looking at Yun Qi with a puzzled expression, "Young Master, are you still feeling unwell? Why do you look pale?"

"presumptuous!"

Yun Qi's mind was filled with the scene before he fell into a coma. Thinking of Jing Li's indifferent attitude, his heart involuntarily felt tight.

"shut up!"

He angrily rebuked.

He was so weak that his chest was heaving violently.

Zhang Zhi swiftly covered Bi Yesheng's mouth, his eyes frantically signaling him to be quiet. Bi Yesheng didn't understand, as Zhang Zhi's grip was always weaker than his.

He easily pulled his hand away. "What happened to your eyes?"

"Zhang Zhi!!"

The sound was deafening!

Zhang Zhi immediately jumped back a few steps, shrank his head, and dared not make any more moves.

"Young Master, since you don't want me to speak, then I won't. Don't get angry; it's bad for your health. Miss Liang has already said that you can't die until your debts are paid off!"

Yun Qi's eyes darkened, his fair, jade-like fingers clenched so tightly they cracked, and he roared through gritted teeth, "Get out of here!"

"roll!"

Even the question of how they got back was downplayed.

Zhang Zhi felt relieved. It had to be Ah Sheng; he was always so infuriating. Although he didn't understand why the young master was so angry.

Could it be that the young master has taken a liking to Miss Liang?

Thinking of Jing Li's otherworldly aura, Zhang Zhi instantly felt that he had figured it out.

Who wouldn't like someone who looks like an angel?

But is Miss Liang the kind of person who would descend to the mortal world?

It seems she doesn't have much interest in the young master...

Zhang Zhi stole a glance at Yun Qi, then cautiously slowed his pace and walked towards the door without looking back.

Bi Yesheng obediently replied, "Understood, young master, I'll leave now."

Very polite.

Yun Qi was so angry that he felt a lump in his throat, wishing he could beat this bastard to death.

As Bi Yesheng walked out, he said with a serious expression, "Young Master, you mustn't get angry. Getting angry is bad for your health. Miss Liang still wants you to live!"

Zhang Zhi, who was already waiting at the door: "...!"

warrior!!!

Immediately afterwards, an extremely fast object crashed outside the door.

There was a loud "bang!" at the door.

The door was closed.

Bi Yesheng looked at Zhang Zhi with a wronged expression, a trickle of blood streaming down his forehead, "Why did Young Master hit me?"

He's said everything he was told to say, so why is the young master still hitting him?

Zhang Zhi hesitated, his face turning ashen.

What could he say? What else could he say...?

You're so clueless.

"Sheng, sometimes can't we think about what we're doing before answering a question?"

Zhang Zhi pointed to his head and gestured with his lips, indicating to Yun Qi inside the room.

“But I’ve already told the truth, Miss Liang. I also said that the young master is an impolite person. He even tried to take her things while she was unconscious. I saw it myself. The young master was grabbing a Buddhist robe that looked very precious to Miss Liang.”