I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

The old man was startled, but he was far away and hard of hearing, so he didn't hear what was being said. He vaguely sensed that Zhuang Yujing had said something in anger, but he didn't take it seriously and continued talking.

This attitude successfully angered the young master once again.

You can say whatever you want, but you can't mention Bing Nandong, and you definitely can't say he's inferior to Bing Nandong!

Unable to bear listening to the story any longer, the young master stormed off his seat. As he passed the door, he saw Bing Nandong and his group and immediately pointed at him angrily, shouting, "Why are you everywhere?"

“I should be saying that, why are you everywhere?” Bing Nandong immediately retorted.

"Hmph, Bing Nandong, you're really shameless, coming all this way just to hear others praise you. The people here are all ignorant, don't they realize that the rumors are seriously inconsistent with reality?"

"I think it fits quite well."

Perhaps shocked by Bing Nandong's shamelessness, Zhuang Yujing was so angry that he couldn't speak and simply left with his men.

Bing Nandong followed, and Fan Zhiyi, feeling that he had heard too much and was no longer interested, took Xiao Bao with him and followed.

After walking a few steps, Zhuang Yujing turned around, baring his teeth: "Why are you following me again?"

"It's all the same road."

Zhuang Yujing: "..."

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yujing suddenly stopped, half-covering his face with his fan, and waited for Bing Nandong to walk to his side before speaking: "You still keep him? You have a big heart. You deserve the title of righteous and kind."

Bing Nandong glanced at him: "Being righteous and kind are four words. Also, don't cover your mouth when you speak, it makes you look sleazy."

"Bing Nandong, what are you saying? Who am I doing this for?"

"Oh."

"What's your attitude?"

"Has anything unusual happened at the Xue residence today?"

"Hmph, don't worry, with Jiuwanli here, what can happen?"

"A lot can happen."

Unable to argue or vent his anger, Zhuang Yujing quickened his pace, leaving Bing Nandong behind. Even being ahead of Bing Nandong at this point made him feel much better.

Zhuang Yujing is just that easily satisfied.

As for Bing Nandong, he wasn't so bored. He turned around and glanced at Fan Zhiyi, then slowed down and waited for him.

The sky grew increasingly gloomy, and it felt like a downpour was imminent. The old trees on both sides swayed their branches and leaves, and the surrounding vendors were packing up their things to go home.

Fan Zhiyi glanced at the sky, and taking advantage of the cold war between the two sides, he led Xiaobao to Bing Nandong's side: "Bing Nandong, can I share a room with you again tonight?"

Before Bing Nandong could even answer, Zhuang Yujing, who was standing a long way ahead, turned around and pointed at him with a menacing gesture, then at Bing Nandong, her voice filled with disbelief: "You two are living together? Shameless!"

Fan Zhiyi: "..." No, it's really kind of you to be able to hear this from so far away.

Bing Nandong gave him a cold look: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know."

Then came another round of verbal sparring, which Fan Zhiyi couldn't join in at all. But the next second, he saw Lu Changsheng holding three umbrellas in front of him.

Upon seeing them, Lu Changsheng walked forward unhurriedly.

Seeing that Zhuang Yujing had stopped arguing, Fan Zhiyi looked at him with disgust: "Why is he here? Bing Nandong, let me tell you, I'm always good at judging people. None of these people are good. You might as well beg me, young master. Maybe I'll take pity on you and be willing to be your friend."

In return, Bing Nandong simply told him to shut up, without any emotion.

Zhuang Yujing was exasperated: "You can't distinguish right from wrong, black from white. You'll have plenty of time to cry later!"

He then led his men past Lu Changfu and left, not wanting to have anything to do with them.

During this time, Fan Zhiyi also saw Lu Changfu politely call Zhuang Yujing "Young Master", but Zhuang Yujing pretended not to hear or see it.

Fan Zhiyi felt he didn't quite understand the love, hate, and grudges between these people.

At this moment, I can't help but think of an old saying: there are no absolute enemies or absolute friends in the world.

Seeing this, Lu Changfu showed no signs of anger and stood there waiting for them to come over.

The disciple's robes looked completely different on Lu Lu Changsheng. He didn't look like a cultivator, but rather like the kind of well-read and refined young gentleman that Fan Zhiyi had seen in TV dramas before.

Humans are sensory creatures, but this time, Fan Zhiyi did not lower his guard against this person because of it.

Bing Nandong asked, "Why are you here?"

Lu Changfu smiled helplessly: "I felt like it was going to rain, and I thought you didn't bring umbrellas when you went out, so I thought I'd come and look for you. But it's been so long, the rain probably won't come."

"Not necessarily," Bing Nandong replied.

It still hadn't rained by the time we got back to the inn.

However, at the entrance of the inn, they saw Zhuang Yujing sitting opposite them, looking indignant. Some people were massaging his legs, some were massaging his shoulders, and some were trying to make him laugh. When they saw the three of them, they immediately ordered their men to close the door, preferring not to see them.

Even with the door closed, Fan Zhiyi could still hear the loud voice from the other end: "Who rented this inn? I gave him so many spirit stones to book a decent one, and look at the spot they picked for me!"

Bing Nandong closed the door, his expression one of utter disgust: "So noisy."

This time, Fan Zhiyi agreed. Zhuang Yujing was like a firecracker, easily ignited in front of Bing Nandong, yet he couldn't win an argument, repeatedly losing but never giving up, and never tiring of it.

Qin Shuan wasn't on the first floor; only Wu Bai was dozing off. As soon as he heard the door close, he immediately stood up and rubbed his eyes: "Senior Brother, you and Senior Brother Lu are back?"

"This is for you." Bing Nandong handed a bag of candy to Wu Bai. "I just happened to see some at the market, and I bought it because I knew you liked it."

"Ah! Thank you, Senior Brother!" Wu Bai happily accepted it, but as soon as his eyes fell on Fan Zhiyi, his expression changed automatically. Fan Zhiyi thought he was going to perform magic tricks.

Let's keep an eye on them, who's afraid of who?

Fan Zhiyi stared back with his fiercest expression. In his mind, he was imagining a powerful and ruthless boss who could make others not dare to breathe with just a glance. However, in reality, his imitation was not accurate at all and could not give people any sense of intimidation.

Bing Nandong dragged the person away and put his room number on the counter: "Change rooms, I need two beds."

Fan Zhiyi instantly understood Bing Nandong's meaning and was overjoyed: "I'll live with you?"

Bing Nandong seemed somewhat speechless: "Do you like sleeping on the floor?"

"No, no, no, I like sleeping in a bed, a soft bed."

Having settled everything, Fan Zhiyi went upstairs with the new room number, and even dared to go so far as to suggest to Bing Nandong that they could add some meat to dinner tonight.

It's okay if he doesn't eat meat, but Xiao Bao is growing.