Yang Ruxin rolled her eyes at Dao Xuzi: "Old man, can’t you say sothing nice?"
"Nope." Dao Xuzi continued to focus on his alchemy furnace.
Yang Ruxin exhaled, choosing not to argue with the old man and handed over the letter.
Dao Xuzi took it with a puzzled look, then suddenly jumped up: "What do you an by this, girl? You want to work like a laborer again? I’m telling you, I won’t do it, I..."
Yang Ruxin calmly watched the old man’s antics.
"I won’t go." Dao Xuzi finally tired himself out and sat back down.
Yang Ruxin crossed her arms and looked down at him: "Then you take care of your whatever mountain sect yourself, I won’t bother anymore."
"You’re the Sect Leader now, why wouldn’t you take care of it?"
"Everything I say as Sect Leader, you don’t listen to at all, so what’s the point of doing this job?" Yang Ruxin glared.
"You..." Dao Xuzi turned away, refusing to look at her.
"Really not going?" Yang Ruxin slightly raised an eyebrow.
Dao Xuzi didn’t reply.
"Then forget it." Yang Ruxin sighed, "In the future, Xiaolun and Xiaoyin’s poison solutions, my blood, just don’t..."
"Alright, fine, I’ll go, okay?" Dao Xuzi finally couldn’t hold it in, "I owe you this."
"It’s because, Master, you’re so generous." Yang Ruxin laughed, "In the future, Xiaolun and Xiaoyin’s poison and my blood, whenever you want it, you can take it, as much as you need."
"Enough already." Dao Xuzi rolled his eyes at Yang Ruxin, "If you turn into a dried out husk, what would I do then?"
Yang Ruxin just stuck out her tongue.
"Send a ssage to Yong You and have them head south too." Dao Xuzi exhaled, "It’s about ti to toughen them up a bit."
"Thank you, Master." Yang Ruxin smiled, "Actually, if it wasn’t for three weddings to handle, I would’ve gone myself. Don’t worry, once the weddings are over, if the fighting down there is still going on, I’ll go help out too."
Once it was confird that Dao Xuzi would personally go, Yang Ruxin imdiately wrote a letter and gave it to Xiaohei, so that Gu Qingheng could have so peace of mind.
When it ca to dinner, Yang Ruxin personally prepared an especially sumptuous al as a farewell gesture for Dao Xuzi.
"Just wait, once we’re done with a few weddings here, we’ll co over to join you." Nian Qianqian looked at Dao Xuzi, "How about that? Isn’t that loyal?"
"Loyal." Dao Xuzi replied, munching on a fried atball, "So what about you two?"
Nian Qianqian imdiately rolled her eyes, then suddenly leaned towards Dao Xuzi: "Ming Xu, why don’t you marry ?"
"Cough cough..." A fish ball lodged in Dao Xuzi’s throat, nearly choking the old man to death; it took ages for him to cough it out, and then he glared at Nian Qianqian, "Are you trying to murder ?"
"Am I really that unwelco?" Nian Qianqian suddenly sighed.
"No, what’s going on with you two?" Dao Xuzi looked at Changyangzi.
Changyangzi chuckled, "Qianqian, don’t say things out of anger."
"Don’t call , I don’t know you." Nian Qianqian pouted.
"How could that be? We’ve already been intimate." Changyangzi looked innocent, "Saying you don’t know now, it’s too late."
Nian Qianqian suddenly slamd her chopsticks on the table: "Zhang Changyang, I regret being intimate with you, I’ll just consider it being bitten by a dog, okay?"
"Nope, there’s a big difference between being bitten by and being bitten by a dog."
"You..." Nian Qianqian was so mad she couldn’t speak, so she turned around and flew out swiftly.
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