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Yang Jiang watched Yang Zhen with an anxious look on her face, fearing that Yang Zhen would really follow the middle-aged practitioner to the Fang Family.
The middle-aged practitioner stiffened at her words, glaring at Yang Jiang before shouting angrily, âYou shut up!â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHmm?â Yang Zhen turned to look at the middle-aged practitioner, a trace of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
The middle-aged practitionerâs face changed immediately, he hastily explained, âYoung Master Yang, please donât misunderstand, Fang⦠indeed, we instantly hit it off so I merely⦠I only feared that this girl from Yang Family would damage our relationship..â
The crowd around them found their claims ludicrous, thinking, âDamn, what kind of relationship do you two have?â But Yang Zhen pretended to understand, glaring at Yang Jiang, he said, âStop stirring up trouble between Brother Fang and me. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Although we just met, we share common aspirations. Surely, we can become best friends. Donât you agree, Brother Fang?â
At the end of his words, he turned to the Fang-named middle-aged practitioner. The middle-aged man was a bit stunned but promptly nodded his agreement, saying, âWhat Brother Yang says is entirely reasonable. Shall⦠shall we return to the city now?â
Yang Jiang and another woman hesitated, wanting to speak but didnât, Yang Zhen waved his hand nonchalantly, saying, âJust let it be. Iâve heard that the patriarch of the Fang family is mysterious. Iâve always wanted to pay him a visit. If you two have no other matters, you might as well leave.â
The expression of the middle-aged man named Fang changed, he was just about to speak when Yang Jiang suddenly stepped forward, resolutely declaring, âNo, I will not leave!â
The middle-aged womanâs face turned pale, she was about to speak, when Yang Jiang, staring at Yang Zhen, said, âWith the great kindness you have shown me, I am not the type to misunderstand your intentions. Please forgive me for not letting Master Yang risk his life. If Master Yang doesnât mind, please take me with you back to the city!â
âWhat?â The middle-aged womanâs expression changed as she exclaimed in surprise, âYou want to return to the city?â
Yang Jiang glanced at the ecstatic Fang-named middle-aged man, then turned to the middle-aged woman with sorrow in her eyes and said, âAunt Lian, Master Yang has shown me great kindness, I cannot stand by and watch him take risks alone. Since he insists on going to the Fang family, I am willing to accompany him.â
As she spoke, Yang Jiangâs expression became resolute, facing Aunt Lian who wanted to say something, she said, âAunt Lian, I know what youâre worried about. But Ice Martial City is the root of the Yang Family. Even though my father has⦠if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I could not stand by and watch the Yang family fall into the hands of the Fang Family.â
Aunt Lian pondered for a long time, gave Yang Zhen a deep look, and said, âIf this is the case, then Iâll accompanyyou, whether we live or die is up to fate. Least it doesnât compare to living in constant fear, wary of those with ulterior motives every day.â
Yang Jiang was about to speak but Yang Zhen suddenly interrupted impatiently, âWhy are you two women so troublesome? If you both want to go, then come with me to visit the Fang Family. Wouldnât a hospitable person like Brother Fang continue to harm you?â
Aunt Lian and Yang Jiang were shocked silent, however, the Fang-named middle-aged man was laughing, he gloated and said, âBrother Yang speaks rightly. If you two are so worried about the Yang Family, then you should return with us. In fact, you two have always misunderstood the Fang Family. As long as you name your price, the Fang Family canât control everything in the Ice Martial City, we wouldnât resort to force, would we?â
Upon hearing this, both Yang Jiang and Aunt Lian were angered whereas Yang Zhen waved his hand nonchalantly, âSo, itâs settled. What is so precious that you would rather destroy a clan than give up? Letâs go, I, the Sao Saint, havenât eaten for a while.â
The Fang-named middle-aged man looked at Yang Jiang and the other woman with a smirk, then he turned and barked command, âWhat are you waiting for Prepare the feast for Master Yang and our distinguished guests from the Yang Family!â
The crowd behind him instantly frowned and hastily agreed, helping the limping Young Master Fang to leave.
As they were leaving, Young Master Fang stared fiercely at Yang Zhen, but he was stopped by the middle-aged man named Fangâs gaze. He had no choice but to cover his ass and unwillingly move towards the carriage.
Yang Zhen followed their footsteps, suddenly his eyes lighting up, he pointed at a luxurious carriage and said, âThis oneâs good, I want to ride in this one!â
The man named Fang was a bit surprised, but then he laughed and gestured to Yang Zhen, saying, âBrother Yang has good taste. Since you like this carriage, it shall be your gift. You can share it with the Miss from the Fang Family, all three of you.â
Yang Zhen rubbed his hands together and said, âHow could I accept? If we ride your carriage, what will you ride?â
The Fang named man was taken aback by Yang Zhenâs remarks. Then he gritted his teeth and said, âWe can walk. This is how the Fang family treats its guests. Brother Yang, do not worryâ
âWell, thatâs good then!â Yang Zhen cheerfully climbed onto the horse-drawn carriage with the two women, poked his head out, and said to the gritting Fang man, âThanks for the effort!â
The Fang man hastily flashed a smile and said, âNo need to be courteous, Brother Yang.â
The horse carriage trudged on towards Ice Martial City. After Aunt Lian had listened for a while and detected no movements, she sighed and told Yang Zhen, âYoung Master Yang, you shouldnât be so impulsive. Do you know how treacherous and shameless Fang Quan is? Heâs a notorious scoundrel in Ice Martial City. Now, if you want to go to Northern Island, just find a merchant group to go with in Ice Martial City; why must you mess with the Fang Family for a⦠for a smooth ride!â
Yang Jiang also voiced his worries: âWhy not just leave here, Young Master? Both of us still have some True Essence left. If we fight with them, we might be able to escape.â
Yang Zhen sighed and said, âI canât stand all the fighting and killing, and I always keep a low profile. Iâve already spoken politely. How can they harm me?â
Upon hearing Yang Zhenâs words, Yang Jiang grew frantic. He glared at Yang Zhen and said, âHow could you be so unreasonable? Your martial skill, although unique and powerful, do you know that the Fang Familyâs patriarch is a practitioner of the Divine Travel realm, one of the strongest in Ice Martial City? Aside from the Han Family, who dares to defy the will of the Fang Family in Ice Martial City?â
Yang Zhen was surprised and asked, âArenât you all unwilling to yield to their wishes?â
Yang Jiangâs expression briefly faltered. He sighed and said, âThe Ink Treasure is of vital importance to our Yang Family. Our father didnât want to give it up, but who would have thought that it would bring the Fang Familyâs treacherous intentions to the surface? Now that our father has been killed by traitors, how can the Yang Family just hand it over?â
Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, âIn our village, thereâs an old saying, âAs long as the green hills are there, one need not worry about firewood.â You can give away the Ink Treasure and think of ways to get it back later. Why fight to the point of such heavy casualties?â
âYouâ¦â Yang Jiang huffed and coldly turned his head away, clearly not intending to speak to Yang Zhen any longer. His eyes twinkled intensely, as though lost in thought.
Yang Zhen closed his eyes to rest. He really didnât want to worry about this business. Searching for a merchant group to take him to Ice Martial City would be troublesome, so itâs better to catch a ride with the Fang Family.
Moreover, Yang Zhen could easily see that the Fang man and his master were cozy with each other; he just couldnât be bothered to intervene. When they arrived in Ice Martial City, if the Fang Family wanted to be ruthless, he could just seize their flying boat.
For matters that can be solved with a fist, Yang Zhen⦠always liked to dig a hole for the other party to fall into first.
In the end, Yang Zhen suddenly really wanted to make a small flying boat. It didnât need to be big, just enough for him. This ten-day flight was indeed tiring and inefficient.
At the Fang Family in Ice Martial City, two old men were seated in the guest hall, with a row of practitioners standing at their side, clearly from their respective families.
The leading elder looked at the guest elder with a smile and said, âElder Han, your Han family has shown such a dazzling talent, who has been accepted as a disciple by Ink Pool Peak. Her future is immeasurable. Why mock this old man?â
Elder Han laughed heartily and said, âWho in Ice Martial City doesnât know that your Fang Family is getting close to the Spiritual Studies Palace? Youâll definitely reach new heights in the future. Just donât forget about this old man.â
Elder Fang laughed loudly, glanced at the beautiful young woman beside Elder Han, and was about to speak when a limping young man walked in from outside. He was crying out, âGrandpa! You have to take my side!â
Seeing the young manâs limp and butt-covering appearance, Elder Fangâs face turned livid, and he exclaimed surprisingly, âYang⦠your butto⦠what happened?â
âI⦠I was poked there!â Fang Yangâs face twisted with painful rage!
Boom !
Elder Fangâs roar echoed as he smashed his seat to pieces, shouting in anger, âBastard! Who would be so heartless as to treat my grandson like this? To do⦠to do such an outrageous thing?â