Bibo Town Guardian Hall.
Study.
Chen Ru Hai and Fan Tiantiao sat facing each other.
Chen Ru Hai had taken off his shoes and was now rubbing his feet together under the table, a look of contentnt on his face.
Especially when he saw the helplessness in Fan Tiantiao’s eyes, that contentnt seed to grow. He rubbed his feet more vigorously, piling up the debris on the floor.
Fan Tiantiao wore an expression of deep worry.
He always felt that his parents gave him a face that seed inherently worried from birth because they must have foreseen that he would have to work with Chen Ru Hai and decided to prepare him for it.
Being with this guy was simply torturous, and he couldn’t get away from it, suffering from headaches every day.
Could it be that he had really offended the heavens to be punished this way?
"Is there any intelligence?" sighed Fan Tiantiao.
"Fang Che has left Bibo City with Shadow. It seems he truly considers Shadow his confidante and maid," said Chen Ru Hai.
"Isn’t that a good thing?"
"Yes, it’s not easy to take this opportunity to infiltrate Shadow successfully, and Fang Che is a sufficient genius. He is bound to obtain more intelligence in the future, so Fang Che’s safety on this journey must not be compromised," stated Chen Ru Hai.
Now both had abandoned their initial plan to ’let Fang Che gain experience by his side before putting him to use.’
And they also resisted pressure from the Dark Division for manpower.
This side is very important!
They cannot leave!
This made the high-ranking mbers of the Dark Division curse, "It was you who said a few months of experience and then he would co back! Now, as soon as he’s gone, you’ve changed your mind - utterly disgraceful."
"Yes, Fang Che’s safety must not be compromised. I will personally follow him in secret."
Fan Tiantiao imdiately rose to his feet.
Facing Chen Ru Hai every day in this hall was driving him to the brink, so he eagerly seized an excuse to leave.
"You’re going personally?"
Chen Ru Hai was surprised: "Isn’t that a bit much?"
"No trouble."
"Fang Che is carrying a huge amount of the Su Family’s wealth. In Bibo City, he could, of course, remain unhard but once he sets out alone, there will inevitably be turmoil after all, the stakes are large enough to tempt many to take risks."
"That is certainly to be expected. Fang Che, setting out alone to Baiyun State, will certainly carry a considerable fortune. It’s normal for others to be tempted, but it’s not to the extent that you, the vice hall master of the Guardian Hall, need to personally intervene, right?"
"Hehe..."
Fan Tiantiao, full of disdain, said, "When you get rid of this filthy habit, I’ll co back."
Chen Ru Hai raised his reeking feet: "Are you talking about this?"
"...Bleh!"
Caught off guard and having inhaled deeply, Fan Tiantiao’s complexion changed dramatically as he bolted out the door.
With a bang, the door closed.
Chen Ru Hai burst into laughter, then the laughter stopped, and he looked at his feet, sighing.
...
Elsewhere.
Inside the Yixin Sect.
"Yemo, along with his maid, has already started on the road to White Cloud State. They’ve left Bibo City."
"The journey is not very long, less than two thousand miles. But the route crosses many mountains, and it’s fraught with danger."
"Yemo’s safety cannot be compromised!"
Yin Shen Palace made a decisive call.
If he died, where would I find soone to stop those geniuses?
"Maybe you, Elder Qian, should make a trip?"
"Sure."
Qian Sanjiang imdiately agreed.
He was quite happy with this task. Ever since his initiatory baptism into the sect, Qian Sanjiang realized that Fang Che, Yemo, had beco a noted figure to the Sect Hierarch.
Just wait for his cultivation to increase, and his future potential will certainly not be limited to the Yixin Sect!
Now is the ti to establish a good relationship; in the future...hehehe...
"I will set off imdiately."
"Good."
...
Two days had passed.
Fang Che was taking his ti and had only travelled three hundred miles.
Under Fang Che’s training, Ye ng had successfully evolved from ’an ordinary person’ to a ’Martial Disciple’; and now even had the cultivation of ’Third grade Martial Disciple’!
Progress was significant!
It could already be considered the pace of a genius.
The main reason was consuming a Tianmai red fruit—it was a must to improve, and fast, in order not to arouse Fang Che’s suspicion.
So Chen Ru Hai and Fan Tiantiao decided: Ti to level up!
The faster, the better. Since Fang Che intended to cultivate an assistant, only with a higher level of cultivation would Ye ng be put to greater use by Fang Che.
So Ye ng made an effort.
And improved.
But Fang Che was still not satisfied: "Why so slow? Are you that stupid?"
"You’re worthless!"
"Get off the carriage and walk! Practice while you walk!"
"No improvents in your cultivation, and you still expect to ride? Just indulging in comfort, when will you be of use?"
"A young girl like you, how can you grow into a competent trophy without hard work?"
"In the future, you’re not only to warm my bed, but also to guard , to fight for , to take care of all life’s necessities, and to look pretty... In short, I have high expectations of you!"
"If you don’t make an effort, I’ll sell you to a brothel!"
"Get down, get down!"
Fang Che shooed Ye ng off the carriage.
Even the carriage driver couldn’t bear to watch.
He felt indignant.
"Indeed, not many rich young masters are decent folks! To not let such a delicate beauty ride but drive her down to walk..."
"Do they even have a conscience?"
Little did they know, being driven off the carriage was actually just what Ye ng wanted.
Facing Fang Che in the carriage was a bit uncomfortable, and daring not to circulate spiritual power for fear of exposure.
Being off the carriage ant freedom.
Besides, walking would allow for practicing the proper posture and constantly recalling the correct positions taught by Fang Che, which would help to correct long-standing bad habits.
With that, Ye ng puffed up her cheeks and with her large, naive eyes steadfastly gazed forward, giving off an indignant ’I’m unhappy because I’ve been kicked off the carriage’ vibe as she walked.
All while diligently cultivating, trying to rectify herself.
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