277: Chapter 297, Misandry 277: Chapter 297, Misandry Yanyue was at the brink of death, consud with sha and anger, and she snapped fiercely, “You dare!”
Fang Yi rely gave a cold smile, without a reply, and then there was a smack sound as he slapped Yanyue on the body.
Having caught a beauty in the pot, how could Fang Yi possibly let her turn the tables?
Consequently, he was seen applying pressure to several of Yanyue’s acupuncture points.
Fang Yi whistled lightly and propped Yanyue up against a tree.
“I…
I ca to discuss cooperation with you!” Yanyue gritted her teeth and called out.
Fang Yi paused briefly and then his lips curled into an eerie smile.
As if strolling, he laughed and said, “Cooperate?”
Yanyue said, “Yes, cooperate!”
Fang Yi asked, “What kind of cooperation?
Let’s hear it.”
Summing up patience against Fang Yi’s encroaching advantage, Yanyue said, “I am the chief disciple of the Desire Sect.”
“Uh-huh.”
“I have co to discuss cooperation with you to have you beco our partner in the Mortal World for the Desire Sect.
As long as you do as I say, I guarantee you could…”
“What are you doing!”
Fang Yi smiled faintly and said, “Nothing, I was just telling Sister Yanyue that I am not agreeing to your proposal.”
“You!
At least let finish!
Our Desire Sect, by cooperating with you, allows you to manage our power and wealth in the Mortal World, and we would provide you with substantial benefits, more than an ordinary person could spend in a lifeti, you…
how could you…”
“I said, I don’t agree!” Fang Yi was irritated.
Yanyue paused and then asked, puzzled, “Why…
why not?!”
The gentle smile on Fang Yi’s face suddenly turned cold as he said, “There’s no reason, just that you’ve treated like an idiot, and so, I refuse.”
The reason for refusal was as simple as Fang Yi had just stated.
Yanyue was startled and said, “I…
I didn’t…”
Fang Yi laughed coldly and said, “Really?”
Yanyue was stunned again.
From the beginning, she had indeed never taken him seriously.
Now that she had been exposed, Yanyue had nothing to say.
“Sister Yanyue, next ti you want to cooperate with soone, you should straighten out your attitude first, otherwise, it could get very awkward.”
Having said that, Fang Yi turned and left.
After a few seconds, Yanyue’s voice ca, “You…
first release my acupuncture points!”
Without turning back, Fang Yi said, “In ten minutes, your points will release themselves.”
Yanyue bit her teeth again, watching the man walking away, grinding her teeth in frustration.
Exiting the small grove, Fang Yi encountered Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng jogged over and asked in a hushed voice, “Brother Fang, are you alright?
That…
Miss Yanyue?”
Fang Yi said, “Oh, she said she needed to relieve herself in the woods for a bit, so I ca out ahead.”
Believable?
Of course not!
Afterward, Fang Yi didn’t go back to his room, nor did he know whether Song Wuliang had finished his fight by this ti.
So, he followed Ying Zheng to the hall because the ribbon-cutting ceremony was about to begin.
Arriving at the entrance of the hall, Fang Yi parted ways with Ying Zheng and walked in alone.
The hall was brightly lit, decked entirely in gold decor that could be described as Golden Splendor, living up to its na.
From such taste, it was clear how it reflected Ying Zheng’s display of nouveau riche flamboyance.
Stepping into the hall, Fang Yi casually took a whiskey glass from a tray held by a waiter, holding the glass by the stem with two fingers, the other hand tucked in his pocket, as if attending a banquet, behaving with ease as he mingled among the various groups of people.
Suddenly, Fang Yi spotted an acquaintance.
And when this acquaintance saw Fang Yi, he initially was surprised, then his face filled with a respectful smile, saying, “Mr.
Fang, I didn’t expect to see you here,” emphasizing with the honorific ‘you.’
Fang Yi responded, “Yang Dingfeng, to bump into you here is quite the stroke of luck for .”
Yang Dingfeng imdiately said, “Mr.
Fang, your words are too flattering, it should be my good fortune.” He had already surrendered to Fang Yi, so such deference was not out of place.
Looking at the respectful Yang Dingfeng, Fang Yi indifferently said, “Has your Family Head arrived yet?”
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