After kicking Peng Ying away, Yu WuJie immediately ran away.
He was at a loss for what to do.
So ugly, what the hell is this!
"Ah, help, help!"
However, no one heard Peng Ying's cry for help. She was sucked into a whirlpool in the river water, and just as someone noticed and looked over, Peng Ying had already been completely sucked into the whirlpool and disappeared.
After returning from the banks of Chunxi River, Yi Feng had already returned to the martial arts school. As soon as he walked into the backyard, he found the dog crouching on the ground, trembling.
Its frightened gaze was directed at the small door behind Yi Feng's lounge chair.
"Wang Cai, what's wrong with you recently?"
Yi Feng rubbed his head to comfort him.
"Aowu, aowu."
Ao Qing barked at the small door.
"Don't tell me you..."
Yi Feng stared at the dog. This situation was very similar to his previous life when his husky was in heat. Could it be that he wanted to...
Thinking of this, Yi Feng looked more and more alike.
"Alright, next time when I have time, I will help you solve this problem, but for now you'll have to bear with it."
After comforting Ao Qing, Yi Feng got up and stretched lazily. He felt bored, after all it was still early before dinner time.
"Disciple, I'm going to Yihong Academy to play cards with those ladies, help me watch the martial arts school!"
Yi Feng said softly. He also remembered those young ladies at Yihong Academy. It had been a long time since he played cards with them. The afternoon was a good time to pass the time with them.
"Yes, Master..."
Zhong Qing obediently nodded his head, but couldn't help asking, "Master, what is playing cards?"
"Ha."
Yi Feng laughed and rubbed his head. "You wouldn't understand even if I told you."
"Master, I really understand. Because when I helped you get wine, I often passed by there and often saw those young ladies and those..." At this point, Zhong Qing became hesitant. After being nervous for a long time, he stammered, "So Master, can you take me with you to play cards at Yihong Academy?"
After saying this, his face turned red with embarrassment.
But he was also full of anticipation, and subconsciously licked his lips, looking at Yi Feng expectantly with his eyes.
"What do you understand?" Yi Feng smiled helplessly.
He was the only one in the world with this deck of cards, which he had made himself. Those ladies at Yihong Academy were also taught by him. Zhong Qing hadn't even seen them, so how could he understand?
"Master, I really understand."
Zhong Qing was eager to try.
"You really don't understand. At this time, you should focus on practicing your fists. Playing cards is something I'll teach you later." Yi Feng patted his shoulder and gently comforted him, then leisurely walked out.
"But I'm not that young anymore!"
Zhong Qing scratched his head in confusion, but since his master didn't let him go, he could only secretly suppress his excitement in his heart.
"Aowu, aowu."
In the courtyard, Ao Qing still barked at the small door.
Damn, I can't stand it anymore.
Ao Qing darted to the front hall. He would now rather face the eighteen divine soldiers than face the fear coming from within that small door.
Who knows what else his master hid inside.
Can't afford to offend.
I can hide from this.
On the other hand, both Mao Yun'er and Yao Ling'er treated Yi Feng's dinner invitation with great solemnity.
So Yao Ling'er immediately sent a message with a jade tablet, reporting the matter here to Ning XuanWu.
"Ling'er, I trust you. Remember, tonight is a rare good opportunity. No matter what, you must get him tonight. The future of XuanWu Sect depends on you!"
Ning XuanWu's solemn message in the jade tablet made Yao Ling'er feel a heavy responsibility. She solemnly nodded.
Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce.
Hearing Mao Yun'er's report, Mao Lin frowned in deep thought.
Finally, after a long, long hesitation, he took out a jade bottle and slapped it in front of Mao Yun'er.
"Yun'er, I hope you won't blame me for this."
Having said that, Mao Lin heaved a deep sigh.
In the past month, due to the supreme treasure, Fengbao Chamber of Commerce had completely crushed his Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce, so he was under tremendous pressure from the entire board of directors of the chamber, leaving him gasping for air.
At this time, he could only use foul means.
Thinking of this, he deeply regretted the matter from the beginning. He had been blind for a moment and got himself into this situation, and now he even had to use his niece.
"So Father, what exactly is this?"
Mao Yun'er stared at the white jade bottle, biting her red lips tightly.
"Spring Flower Powder!"
Mao Lin said with an ugly expression.
Upon hearing this, Mao Yun'er's charming body trembled slightly. Although her pretty face was full of complexity and unwillingness, thinking of the gentleman's appearance and talent, a contradictory feeling of excitement and anticipation arose in her heart.
...

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