"I hope everything goes smoothly. Don’t make too much noise! If we attract the attention of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, these few geniuses... clustering together is dangerous."
While An Ruoxing was pondering, a shout of excitent suddenly ca from below, almost changing in pitch.
"Hey! Fang Che! You dog, you ca! Hahaha, do you still rember your Uncle Dong!?"
The voice carried a full asure of cheekiness that shot straight to the sky, nearly knocking An Ruoxing over as he stood on the fifth floor.
He stared dumbfoundedly below, only to see Dongyun Yu, whom he had just considered as a ’candidate for captain,’ ’mature, steady, modest, and upright,’ suddenly leap out like a cheeky macaque, twisting into an unsightly, bizarre posture while pointing at Fang Che and laughing heartily.
Even the laughter was so vulgar that it was unbearable to listen to, full of saucy cheekiness.
An Ruoxing couldn’t help but rub his eyes hard.
Damn it...
Why is it suddenly so out of place?
This so-called ’mature and stable captain candidate’ squinted with joy, his shoulders quivering, walking with crab steps, his legs, even his hips, shaking like they were sieved, as he swaggered toward Fang Che, baring his teeth and rubbing his hands: "You little thief! You finally fell into my hands, hehe... In the Yin Yang Realm, weren’t you quite the show-off? How about today? Co, co, co, let your old Uncle Dong loosen up those saucy bones of yours..."
An Ruoxing felt as if his eyeballs had fallen to the floor with a plop.
I can’t believe... I completely misjudged!
This guy turned out to be such a cheeky bastard!
Then a strong voice calmly said, "Who do you want to loosen up?"
Then.
An Ruoxing on the fifth floor felt the ground in the courtyard below shake.
A two-and-a-half-ter tall giant walked out like a massive, powerful black bear, step by step.
He walked toward Dongyun Yu, his fists rubbing together, looking not at all amicable!
This guy’s arm was about as thick as Dongyun Yu’s waist, and a red cloth was tied around his forehead!
It was none other than Elder Hong, Mo Gan Yun.
And then... Mo Gan Yun was followed by three others, Yu Zhongge, Qiu Yunshang, Jing Shuanggao.
Each crossed their arms, looking coldly at Dongyun Yu.
Dongyun Yu knew these people. Back at the Martial Arts Academy competition, everyone was quite familiar with each other.
Seeing the four of them coming with such overwhelming montum now, he imdiately felt a heavy sense of threat, jumped back a step, and angrily said, "Why are you all looking at like that? Wanna fight ?"
Mo Gan Yun sneered, "Being unruly, so what if we beat you up? How dare you be disrespectful to our Boss Fang? You’re out of line!"
Dongyun Yu furiously shouted, "Damn you four first-year brats, who are you talking to? I damn well..."
Just about to say so tough words.
But then he saw the four simultaneously take a diving stance.
A trendous surge of montum erupted!
Dongyun Yu was utterly shocked.
What the hell... I actually feel a massive threat. These four coming at together, I feel like I can’t win!
So he angrily said, "If you have the guts, fight one-on-one!"
"Heh heh..."
The four flexed their muscles, then turned around.
With a strange shout.
Mo Gan Yun was the first to leap up. He pounced right onto Fang Che!
Fang Che, standing tall at 1.87 ters, disappeared entirely in Mo Gan Yun’s embrace.
"Hey hey..."
Just about to say sothing, he was suddenly pinned to the ground with a thud.
Then three more excited weird shouts, and Yu Zhongge, Qiu Yunshang, and Jing Shuanggao all flew up.
Shouting and yelling, they piled up like acrobats.
Expressing the endless excitent and joy of this long-awaited reunion.
"Help... ah...!"
Fang Che was crushed terribly at the bottom, completely invisible.
Struggling desperately, but couldn’t escape.
Dongyun Yu stood by, staring in awe, watching Fang Che continuously begging for rcy, struggling hard, finally stretching out a leg, weakly kicking twice on the ground...
The four shouted and laughed, pulling hair, kicking butts, punching shoulders, while their butts bumped vigorously downward...
The laughter shook the sky.
Finally, after this round of welcoming ceremony ended, when Fang Che was finally helped up, he looked no different from a beggar.
His hair was disheveled, his body covered in dust, his once snow-white robes now decorated with large, conspicuous footprints.
"Just you wait! Just you wait!"
Fang Che gritted his teeth, cleaning himself off while constantly threatening.
"Hahahaha..."
Mo Gan Yun burst into wild laughter, confidently stepping forward, patting Fang Che’s shoulder with a brotherly air: "Boss Fang, this might be the last ti I call you Boss Fang."
Fang Che frowned, looking askance: "Hmm?"
Questioningly looking at him.
"Because from tomorrow, you’ll be Youngest Fang!"
Mo Gan Yun laughed maniacally, shaking his chest muscles, the laughter resonating like a muffled gong.
Pointing at the red cloth on his head, Mo Gan Yun grinned widely: "Tomorrow, after the captain is decided, I’ll be saying goodbye to this red cloth!"
"Boss Fang, cherish these last half-day of your leader’s glory!"
"Afterward, this red cloth will be yours."
Dongyun Yu watched closely from the side, seeing that the red cloth on Mo Gan Yun’s head was emblazoned with three bright characters: "Chao Fangche!"
Imdiately, he grit his teeth.
Looks like these four were traumatized by Fang Che?
Little shrimps! Hmph!
Fang Che finally started to chat with everyone, casually pulling Dongyun Yu over, and said, "Although I don’t particularly like you being here, but damn it, you’re here, so we might as well use the sa pot for cooking, you know these guys, right?"
Dongyun Yu, full of arrogance, said, "Knowing them is one thing, but I still need to beat each of them one by one."
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