"So we can't travel far;we want to stay here for the night."Nán Shōu-shi didn’t comment, narrowing his eyes before suddenly sniffing near Song Qiutong’s neck like a wild beast.
Song Qiutong was frightened by this lecherous action and clung to her clothes, on the verge of falling."It doesn't smell any different from an ordinary person," he rubbed his nose and sneezed, "There's even a hint of perfume..."Shrugging, Nán Shōu-shi casually asked: "How much?""Five hundred million.""Silver?" "Gold."Nán Shōu-shi’s eyes widened.
"Ye Wanchi, you crazy?Five hundred million in gold—do you know how many top-grade sharpening stones that can refine?Are you trying to buy a woman for me with our sect's funds?Do you think my Rúfēng Sect's money isn't valuable?""I didn’t use the sect’s money," Ye Wanchi paused before continuing, "And it wasn’t bought for you.""You—!" The anger that had just subsided flared up again.
Nán Shōu-shi transformed his expression into a leopard, "You’re still looking good!" He stared at Song Qiutong with increasing annoyance, especially the sheer cloth over her face, which made him even more uncomfortable.
Immediately, he commanded, "You, that piece of torn cloth on your face—take it off!"Song Qiutong was frightened and clung tighter to Ye Wanchi’s sleeve, retreating further behind him, her voice trembling with fear: "Young Master Ye, I...
don’t want..."Ye Wanchi’s tall figure was not as solid or imposing as Nán Shōu-shi's, but he raised his head and looked at Nán Shōu-shi without fear.
"If she doesn’t want to, Young Master shouldn’t force her.""Talk nonsense!She is what you saved;she owes our Rúfēng Sect a life, so she must listen to me.
Take it off!""From the moment I saved her, I have returned her freedom," said Ye Wanchi.
"I ask that Young Master not pressure someone beyond their limits.""Nay, Ye Wanchi!You are nothing but a good thing!" Nán Shōu-shi pounded on the doorframe in anger, "What do you think of me?Today I will fight against you.
If I say she must take it off, then she must.
Take off that veil and let her stay here;if not, get lost!"Ye Wanchi barely sighed and turned to Song Qiutong, saying, "Let's go."Not only Nán Shōu-shi, but others were also irked by this.
Since Ye Wanchi was carrying Shenwu, they couldn’t let him leave like that.
Chǔ Wǎnning immediately said, "Go and stop him.""De acuerdo, de acuerdo." Mo Ruan también pensaba lo mismo.
Pero después de tanto tiempo, repentinamente se detuvo y dijo: "Maestro, detén la situación para que se quede en un lugar.
Ese hombre tenía intenciones de quedarse a descansar.""Dividamos nuestra habitación con él.""...
Eh." Mo Ruan no sabía por qué su expresión se volvió algo incómoda.
"Esto podría ser inapropiado."Chǔ Wǎnning levantó ligeramente los párpados: "¿Qué ocurre?""Maestro, te lo explico.
No es apropiado que nosotros compartamos habitación con él.
Además, él no consentiría.
Porque Ye Wanchi, en realidad es..."Al llegar al punto crucial, se escuchó un estruendo desde abajo.
Nán Gōng Cuì había tirado una mesa y los platos caían por el suelo.
Tomando asiento rápidamente sobre una silla, rugió: "¡¿Quién te dio permiso para marcharte?!¡Pareces estar enojada con el cielo!¡Ve y regresa!""..." Incluso la familia de Nán Gōng Cuì parecía avergonzada.No...
¿Eso no es...
que querías que se diera prisa y se fuera?Ye Wanchi, parecía acostumbrado al comportamiento excesivo de Nán Gōng Cuì.
Decidió fingir que no había escuchado el grito y apretó el hombro a Sòng Qiūtong, indicándole que no se preocupara por el loco desencantado."¡Ye Wanchi!""...""¡Ye Wanchi!!""...""¡Y-e-é-wa-n-g-ch-i!!!" Los músculos de la sien de Ye Wanchi se contrajeron, finalmente no pudo resistirse y giró su rostro.
Pero al hacerlo, un jarro de vino fue lanzado directamente hacia él.
Su iris se contrajo.
Justo cuando Ye Wanchi iba a esquivarlo, una figura blanca apareció frente a él."Aaaah—!"El grito débil causó que todos presentes se sorprendieran.
Mo Ruan y Nán Gōng Cuì no podían evitar cambiar su expresión.En el tiempo de un resplandor, Sòng Qiūtong había colocado su cuerpo delante de Ye Wanchi.
El pesado jarro rojo de barro cayó directamente en su frente, causando que la sangre fluyera rápidamente.