I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

Bing Nandong's nonchalant attitude only angered Zhuang Yujing, who immediately frowned and said, "You don't know this, do you? Your little fiancé is no simple man. Back then, he specifically came to me, asking me to help him kill you." Zhuang Yujing revealed a provocative smile, "I thought he would really stab you if he locked the two of you together."

Fan Zhiyi: "Huh?" What? What are you talking about? The original owner wanted to kill this boy?

No, Fan Zhiyi was a little overwhelmed.

"Look, they've even installed it. You people from the Tianyun Sect are all show and no substance!"

“He will soon no longer be a member of the Tianyun Sect!” Bing Nandong stood up, staring at Zhuang Yujing. “Get out.”

"This is my territory. I can go wherever I want."

"Oh, you guys from Jiuwanli, do you actually enjoy peeping at other people changing clothes?"

Zhuang Yujing's face turned green with anger. Seeing Bing Nandong slowly starting to get dressed, he became even angrier. He slammed the door shut and left, thoughtfully closing it behind him.

Fan Zhiyi: "Then I..."

"roll."

"Alright!" He can't beat them, he can't afford to offend them, so he'll just have to play it safe.

Fan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the house. He still had the aftereffects of the long-distance running, and because of Bing Nandong's kick that morning, Fan Zhiyi felt like his whole body was going to be ruined.

He knew that teenagers were temperamental and that kids these days were strong, but he never expected it to hurt so much.

However, what Fan Zhiyi didn't expect was that the young master would be waiting outside, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain as he watched Fan Zhiyi rub his back. Even He An, who had been waiting outside the door, hurriedly took a few steps back to keep his distance from him.

Is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of it, honey? Nothing actually happened.

As a modern person and a seasoned online literature enthusiast, Fan Zhiyi reads a wide range of books. Although he has not specifically read any particular books, as a source of online traffic, some male-oriented novels also have that kind of appeal.

Fan Zhiyi's view is to respect and understand.

However, he has been single for so many years and has never been attracted to anyone except money. He is the type who would be tied to the God of Wealth by the matchmaker and then kneel there forever.

But it's better if this young master ignores him; the more he says, the more mistakes he'll make, lest he expose himself.

"Hey, you, hey."

Just because you don't go looking for trouble doesn't mean trouble won't come looking for you.

Fan Zhiyi dared not slack off at the young master's orders. He didn't know if there were any laws in this world; crushing him was as easy as crushing an ant.

Fan Zhiyi looked over and gave a polite smile.

Zhuang Yujing asked, "What exactly happened to you?"

Fan Zhiyi: "???"

"Didn't you say you hated Bing Nandong and wished him dead when you came to me, begging me to cooperate with you? Why didn't you take advantage of such a good opportunity last night?"

Fan Zhiyi continued, "When I asked you for help back then, did you agree?"

"Hmph." Zhuang Yujing was extremely disdainful. "Although I can't stand Bing Nandong, I can't stand a cunning and treacherous person like you even more. I disdain cooperating with you."

Having learned of this, Fan Zhiyi continued, "In that case, what makes me confident that I can kill him on your territory?"

"So that's it."

Just then, the door was flung open. Bing Nandong, dressed neatly with his sword still on his back, though his lips were pale, didn't even glance at Fan Zhiyi, but looked at Zhuang Yujing and asked, "Where's the child?"

Fan Zhiyi sensed that the boy was particularly unhappy with him, even more so than when they first met.

No way, could they have heard what he just said? He was just talking nonsense, he can explain himself!

"Still asleep, what would I do to a child?" Zhuang Yujing then asked gloatingly, "So you were abandoned by your companions, and then, unable to defeat those evil spirits, you ended up looking like this in your panicked escape?"

Bing Nandong: "..." He felt that being knocked unconscious and dragged along a distance by Fan Zhiyi was even more embarrassing than this. Moreover, telling Zhuang Yujing that he went back to save Fan Zhiyi would be very unpleasant.

Seeing that Bing Nandong's silence did not affect Zhuang Yujing's mood at all, she felt that she had finally won the round: "I heard from He An that you came from the Xue residence. What is the situation there now?"

"The formation probably won't last much longer. For some reason, the yin energy inside is increasing, and evil spirits are emerging."

Zhuang Yujing nodded: "That's because you haven't seen the world. I heard from the people in the city that the Xue family started having problems after their daughter died. It must be that the dead young lady was resentful and turned into an evil ghost to do evil. Once we get rid of this most powerful one, the others are minor problems."

Bing Nandong scoffed: "Easier said than done, why don't you try getting rid of her yourself?"

"If it were me, I would make sure she never leaves alive, unlike you who ended up in such a sorry state." Zhuang Yujing rolled his eyes.

Seeing that the young master was about to start spouting nonsense, He An immediately coughed lightly: "Young master, please go have breakfast. We still have to patrol the city later."

“That’s true. I have important business to attend to. He An, throw those three out. They’re annoying to look at.” Zhuang Yujing waved his hand.

He An whispered in his ear, "What about the ransom?"

"Whatever he does, do I need his little something? But if it comes, I'll just accept it."

Seeing that he was about to be kicked out, Fan Zhiyi asked, hoping to put his mind at ease, "So, have you taken care of everything I asked you to do last night?"

Zhuang Yujing looked confused: "What is that?"

He An whispered it to him.

After hearing this, Zhuang Yujing said nonchalantly, "What's so special about your stuff?"

Fan Zhiyi opened his mouth, then realized he couldn't speak. He was instantly terrified and looked to Bing Nandong for help, pointing to his neck.

In response, Bing Nandong replied with three words: "I did it."

Fan Zhiyi: "..." Brother, are you sick in the head?

Zhuang Yujing didn't bother to watch what they were up to. He swaggered past Bing Nandong, fanning himself, and suddenly whispered, "I can't bear to see you die such a pathetic death, so I'm reminding you to be careful of Fan Zhiyi."

"You'd better not be stupid enough to actually go into the Xue residence and die before me."

"You... fine!" Zhuang Yujing laughed in exasperation.

Then the three of them were indeed thrown out. To be precise, Fan Zhiyi was the only one thrown out because he was so sore all over that he couldn't walk fast, while Xiao Bao was wearing a brand new outfit and was being held in Bing Nandong's arms. The two of them walked out perfectly fine.

"Here, this is a reward for the young master who can't eat it all." He An tossed over a package of oil paper.

Bing Nandong didn't take it, but Fan Zhiyi, with his keen insight, did. Since he couldn't speak, he only returned a grateful smile, which earned him a bad look from He An and caused Bing Nandong to turn around and leave.

"Mmm mmm mmm mmm," Fan Zhiyi explained, but the boy probably wouldn't understand.

To be fair, the contents of this oil paper package smell quite delicious.