The three were silent. Everything, absolutely everything, was designed by the Holy War Angel from the start.
The three of them had reasons to believe that the Holy War Angel couldn’t have been killed so easily.
Many people know the reputation of the Holy War Angel, but they forget there is another figure, no less impressive, known as the Cloud Angel.
A woman from a mysterious, enigmatic family... filled with a mysterious past...
Ti flies by, and three days pass.
Lin Zifeng has been in the Qishi Mansion of the Beiming Family for three whole days.
In these three days, he finally understood.
The so-called Qishi Mansion truly nurtures a group of extraordinary and strange warriors for the Beiming Family. These mysterious warriors not only serve the Beiming Family, but they also help cultivate outstanding disciples for the family.
The Beiming Family can offer them endless benefits. As long as they can serve the family, it becos a win-win situation, benefiting both sides.
During these three days, he finally bonded with that crazy old man and that effeminate Western Poison.
The crazy old man has the nickna ’Old Ghost’, but as for his real na, he never told Lin Zifeng, so Zifeng didn’t ask.
As for the effeminate Western Poison, it’s said that he used to be a very handso guy, but he obtained so kind of miracle technique. In the end, he practiced until he beca crippled, making him neither male nor female now.
Even his little ding-ding was trained away... Truly a bizarre figure!
Because these two guys are usually the least busy and live together, they’re often up to no good. Old Ghost often teases Western Poison. Whenever there are new mysterious warriors, he always takes people to watch Western Poison bathe and such, desperate for the whole world to know that Western Poison is a man, and then cry while washing their eyes—eye-opening to their dog eyes.
The huge Qishi Mansion is seldom bustling with people coming and going. All the bizarre figures here are focused on training, isolating themselves in their courtyards. Their primary goal for entering the Beiming Family is to gain endless benefits that can advance their cultivation powers, so they must join the Qishi Mansion.
It’s known that these strange warriors, even just training, consu an unknown amount of resources daily, and they need to stay well-prepared and focused solely on their practice. Without a strong family backing as a solid support, it’s tough for them to have breakthroughs.
"I say, Old Ghost, you’ve been here for seven or eight years. Haven’t you thought about leaving and moving around?"
The three of them sat outside Old Ghost’s courtyard, enjoying aged wine, each boasting about their exploits.
After all, bragging isn’t illegal...
"What could we do outside? People like us, leaving would just harm others. Better to stay here. Not only is there delicious food daily, but we also have our own courtyards. Living leisurely, teasing Western Poison, what a joyful life."
Seeing Western Poison glaring at him, this old guy quickly changed his tune: "Well, uh, nothing wrong with sparring with Western Poison occasionally, right...?"
Spar? Spar with your big uncle, maybe. He uses poison. I rely on true skills; how could we spar together?
"By the way, Old Ghost. You’ve been here for so long, do you know about this matter?"
Lin Zifeng’s brows furrowed slightly. Since Old Ghost has been here for so long, and his father disappeared five years ago, if there’s a connection with the Beiming Family, it must have circulated within the family. The truth can’t stay hidden forever.
"What matter? Tell , maybe I really know."
"Before I ca here, I heard about the Martial Arts Radiant Angel’s secrets, and it’s widely circulated. I wonder if you know the origins of this Radiant Angel?"
Lin Zifeng carefully led the conversation, not daring to be too direct.
"Hmm?!"
The crazy old man and Western Poison exchanged surprised glances.
"Why are you asking about this?"
Western Poison turned his head to ask.
"Just curious, just curious," Lin Zifeng replied with a smile.
"Curious? It seems like you’re trying to pry information from us," Old Ghost raised his eyebrows, seeing through Lin Zifeng’s intentions imdiately.
"Darn it! If I were a cultivator, who wouldn’t know about their existence? Since I’ve co into the Qishi Mansion of the Beiming Family, I’d surely know these secrets. Besides, ntioning the Martial Arts Radiant Angel’s headquarters isn’t much of a secret either." Lin Zifeng rolled his eyes.
"Kid, don’t bla for not warning you. If you’re here in the Qishi Mansion to dig into certain intelligence sources, I advise you to forget it. Do you know that Beiming Yu, the enchanting elf of the Beiming Family? If she finds out your purpose, you’ll die a horrible death."
"Hey, hey, hey, crazy old man, don’t be so harsh! I’m just purely curious, don’t make it sound so fatal. You’re making sound like a spy."
"Kid, often the first people to die are the curious ones. It’s better to play dumb sotis; it will put you in a much better situation than you are now."
Western Poison, who rarely talks, circled around to give him advice.
"..."
"Also, since you’re in Qishi Mansion. It’s best to do sothing for the Beiming Family; otherwise, over ti, that damned Wang Batan will surely cause trouble for you. And trust , the Beiming Family Head won’t bother with such trivial matters. Without enough power to protect yourself, no one will pay attention to you."
"I understand what you both are saying," Lin Zifeng helplessly nodded, feeling like a reprimanded child facing the adults’ rebuke, "My goodness! Don’t scold like this! You’re making feel like a business spy."
"..."
The two of them gave him a deep look, but neither said another word.
"Darn it! Old Ghost, what on earth did you design for ? You promised it was inflatable, not leaking, and wouldn’t wear out no matter how many tis you used it!"
At that mont, a chubby little guy suddenly rushed out from outside the courtyard, holding sothing like a human-shaped rubber paper, looking furious, as if his wife had just been with soone else.
"Uh..."
Seeing the little guy appear, Old Ghost’s old face instantly turned pale, not looking very pleasant.
"Damned Old Ghost! Didn’t you promise an inflatable doll? Is this inflatable? This is filled with water, right?"
The chubby guy angrily threw the already worn-out rubber paper at Old Ghost’s face, pointing at his face, and yelled, "Darn it! You claid it wouldn’t break if it’s filled with water, but I filled it with boiling water today, intending to try out the feel, sterilize it, and nearly turned my little ding-ding into a pretzel!"
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