On the other end of the phone, Shen Buyao seemed to be in a very relaxed state.
She wasn't in a hurry to speak. From the sound of it, she was probably finding a place to sit or lie down.
Usually, when people are relaxed, they tend to let themselves go when they speak.
Lin Yu weighed in his mind whether he should turn off the speakerphone.
After thinking about it, he worried that it would make Shen Jiuyi even more embarrassed.
He had no choice but to keep holding the phone and brace himself, waiting for the antique sister to continue speaking.
"Damn Lin Yu, can't I talk to you even if there's nothing going on?"
"Tell me the truth, why did you only entrust today's matter to me and not look for anyone else?"
Shen Buyao asked, knowing the answer perfectly well.
In fact, she just wanted to hear Lin Yu say a few sweet words—how much he trusted her, how reassured he was with her, how capable she was, and so on.
If Lin Yu were the only one present.
He could easily come up with such words on the spot.
But if he flirted with Shen Buyao in front of Shen Jiuyi...
He might be able to accept it, but Shen Jiuyi probably wouldn't.
What if.
She started to let her imagination run wild again and subjected herself to moral self-condemnation.
Then all the good things planned for today would be ruined!
Lin Yu took a deep breath and spoke in as steady a tone as possible,
"The reason I chose you to help me... didn't I tell you before?"
"Of course, it's because I trust you enough. In my eyes, your professional skills are the best."
[Ding!]
[Excellent operation! The Holy Son's words of praise have brought joy to his Dao companion's heart!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
These objective yet warm words put Shen Buyao in a great mood.
The tone of her voice over the phone was vastly different from her usual personality.
"Hmph~"
"I'll give you credit for knowing how to talk. I'll reward you well next time, haha!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Shen Jiuyi: "..."
As for what kind of reward Shen Buyao was talking about.
Even if it wasn't explicitly stated, everyone knew it perfectly well.
If Lin Yu pretended to be righteous or acted like he didn't understand, it would very likely arouse further suspicion from Shen Buyao.
"Alright, then I'll be looking forward to it."
"How are Rongrong and Sister Hong doing?"
"Since the Huang Feiya you know isn't usually like this, she must have some other motive, right?"
"If you have time, I think you should have a private chat with Sister Hong."
After Lin Yu finished speaking, he quickly shifted the topic to business.
The affairs of the Huang family were already a hot topic recently.
Transitioning naturally to this subject wouldn't sound suspicious.
Shen Buyao was naturally warm-hearted, and Lin Yu had brought up the Huang Feiya she disliked.
She naturally didn't realize anything was amiss and began chatting indignantly.
In her words.
There was nothing but deep abhorrence for Huang Feiya.
Her choice of words was somewhat restrained, without saying anything too harsh.
Perhaps she was worried about leaving a bad impression on Lin Yu.
After all.
How could Lin Yu not know what kind of foul-mouthed master the antique sister was?
She was already showing mercy with her words towards Huang Feiya.
After talking for five or six minutes.
Shen Buyao calmed herself down and said,
"Phew..."
"I get angry just mentioning Huang Feiya. I really don't know if there's something wrong with Rongrong's brain."
"How could she actually forgive her? Treating it as if the past never happened."
"Damn Lin Yu, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to find Rongrong."
"I'm going to crack her head open and see what's inside."
Hearing that Shen Buyao was planning to hang up.
Lin Yu repeatedly agreed and said,
"Rongrong really needs to be properly educated. I'll leave this heavy responsibility to you."
"I'll be waiting for your good news early tomorrow morning!"
Shen Buyao said excitedly,
"Okay!"
"If Rongrong and I can't come to an agreement, you'll be seeing her corpse tomorrow."
After venting her anger, Shen Buyao hung up the phone directly.
Holding the phone, Lin Yu looked awkwardly at Shen Jiuyi.
He casually said to ease the atmosphere,
"Just a minor episode, don't mind it..."
"Yaoyao really has a big temper. She's always threatening to show someone a thing or two."
Speaking of this.
Shen Jiuyi definitely had a say.
Over the years, she had always been depending on Shen Buyao for survival.
Of course, Shen Jiuyi understood Shen Buyao's personality.
She said calmly,
"Yaoyao has always been like this, to everyone."
"Those who are held a grudge against by her will feel very panicked."
"But if she considers you a friend, you will feel very reassured."
Lin Yu nodded noncommittally.
That was indeed true.
Who wouldn't want a friend who treats you with all their heart and can step forward at critical moments?
So no matter how arrogant Shen Buyao was, Rongrong would still treat her as her best friend.
"Let's eat. How about we talk about the Huang Feiya you know?"
Lin Yu didn't continue to center the topic around Shen Buyao.
If they kept talking about it.
It might bring up Shen Jiuyi's heavy memories of the past.
It would be better to use this time to see what Huang Feiya was really like in Shen Jiuyi's eyes.
"Yeah, I've known her for a long time too."
"In a sense..."
"I might have a more multi-dimensional understanding of her than Yaoyao and Rongrong."
Lin Yu: "???"
Was that so?
When they were chatting at the Wubao Pavilion yesterday, Shen Jiuyi hadn't said anything like this.
It was also possible that Shen Jiuyi had been thinking about the warehouse at the time.
And was in no mood to talk about this at all.
It seemed Lin Yu had asked the right person.
It seemed that Shen Buyao and Huang Feirong weren't aware of the information Shen Jiuyi knew.
"Yesterday, you should have heard about Rongrong being bullied by Huang Feiya in high school."
"In their eyes, Huang Feiya is just a delinquent girl who commits all kinds of evil and even bullies her own cousin."
Lin Yu nodded, agreeing with Shen Jiuyi's statement.
Indeed, according to the known information, Huang Feiya was bad to the bone.
No matter how you tried to whitewash it, she couldn't be cleared.
But listening to Shen Jiuyi's tone...
"Could there be a twist to this matter?"
Lin Yu asked suspiciously.
Shen Jiuyi thought for a moment and replied,
"Sort of, but not completely."
"When Huang Feiya was in school, she was indeed a student delinquent in everyone's eyes, the kind who didn't study and only hung out with others to play."
"On this point, people didn't misunderstand her."
"But towards Rongrong..."
Speaking of this.
Shen Jiuyi hesitated to speak.
Lin Yu grasped the main point of her words and guessed,
"It wasn't that she intentionally wanted to make fun of Rongrong and teach her a lesson?"
Shen Jiuyi gave an affirming look and said,
"At that time, Rongrong had very poor grades and wanted to hang out with Huang Feiya's little clique."
"So Rongrong's father went to look for Huang Feiya..."
"Is this answer very disappointing?"
Lin Yu took a deep breath.
Digesting the new information he had just received.
How should he comment on this kind of thing...
It was actually Rongrong's father, Old Huang!
His method was too damn extreme!
If things went wrong, it could leave Rongrong with huge psychological trauma.
It might even be irreversible.
But if he didn't stop her and let Rongrong be willful in her youth...
Sigh.
It was very difficult to tell who was right and who was wrong in this matter.

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

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