Pill Saint, Weapon Emperor, Array God, Unparalleled in the World

They like old eagles?

Does liking Lao Jiu require hugging Luo Chen's waist?

If you like Lao Jiu, do you need to press your face against Luo Chen's neck?

But he dared not ask any more questions.

Ning Fei was already angry, and if she continued to ask, who knew what even more unpleasant things she might say.

Ning Fei looked displeased, her gaze sweeping over Hu Fei and Gu Yuanjie's faces, her eyes as cold as if she were looking at two strangers.

"Now that the Gu family's matter has been resolved, there is no need to linger any longer. Let's return to the sect immediately."

She turned around and strode towards the gate of the Gu residence.

Gu Yuanjie's expression changed, and he hurriedly took two steps to catch up.

"Senior sister! It's getting late, why don't we leave tomorrow?"

He wanted to take advantage of the night to explain things to his senior sister and ease the tension.

Ning Fei didn't stop walking, didn't turn her head, and coldly uttered a sentence.

"If you don't want to return to the sect, then you don't need to go back."

Gu Yuanjie's foot suddenly froze on the ground, and the expression on his face instantly turned extremely ugly.

No need to go back?

These are exactly the same words I said yesterday at the entrance of the Luo residence.

Yesterday, Ning Fei said, "If you still can't figure things out, then you don't need to come back to the sect with me." He felt a chill run down his spine at that moment.

She said it again today, her tone even colder and more uncompromising than yesterday.

If he doesn't return to the sect soon, and Ning Fei goes back and tells her master, will he still be able to keep his status as an inner disciple?

Gu Yuanjie clenched his fist, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

Hu Fei stared at her retreating figure, his teeth grinding together, before suddenly turning his gaze to Gu Yuanjie.

"What exactly happened to Senior Sister that night? Why is she siding with that bastard Luo Chen so much?"

Gu Yuanjie raised his head, the gloom on his face still lingering.

He stared in the direction Ning Fei had disappeared, a cold, sinister smile slowly curving his lips.

"Senior Sister doesn't know many people in the Great Wilderness City, and today she came here with Luo Chen, behaving intimately. Now, for that scoundrel's sake, she's disregarding the bonds between us fellow disciples—"

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Hu Fei.

"Senior brother, think about it. The relationship between the two of them is probably much closer than we imagine."

Hu Fei's eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils instantly became bloodshot.

Closeness?

Were we closer than I imagined?

He recalled how Ning Fei had jumped off the eagle's back just now.

Her face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and she was flustered, as if she had done something wrong.

His breathing grew heavier, his chest heaved violently, and that familiar, metallic taste rose in his throat again.

He clenched his fists tightly.

"That damned Luo Chen! I must kill him! Humph!"

Gu Yuanjie smiled inwardly.

This is exactly the result he wanted.

The more Hu Fei hated Luo Chen, the more he couldn't swallow his anger, and the more he would try to find ways to take revenge.

Hu Fei was different from him—Gu Yuanjie was just an ordinary inner disciple in the Fierce Blade Sect, with no background or resources, and no one listened to him when he spoke.

But Hu Fei is different.

Hu Fei has been in the sect for so many years, he knows a lot of people and has made many friendships.

If he's determined to get rid of Luo Chen, he might be able to find some help.

Gu Yuanjie took half a step forward, his tone carrying a hint of comfort.

"Senior Brother Hu, don't be impulsive. Luo Chen deserves to die, but with our current strength, killing him won't be easy. Not to mention the spirit beast beside him, there's also a Foundation Establishment expert within the Luo family. If we want him dead, we need to plan this carefully."

He deliberately emphasized the word "we," trying to link Hu Fei to himself.

Hu Fei sneered, turned his head to stare at Gu Yuanjie, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light.

"It's not just Luo Chen who knows how to find help; I do too!"

Gu Yuanjie's heart skipped a beat, but he kept his expression perfectly controlled.

He nodded solemnly and patted Hu Fei on the shoulder.

"Senior brother is right. Luo Chen has offended far more than just us; there are many who want him dead. As long as senior brother intervenes, are we afraid we won't find someone to deal with him?"

"But this can't be rushed. Let's go back to the sect first and discuss it slowly on the way. Once we get back to the sect, whatever you want to do, I'll follow you."

Hu Fei snorted heavily and looked in the direction Ning Fei had disappeared.

He shook off Gu Yuanjie's hand and strode towards the door.

Gu Yuanjie followed behind, a silent smirk playing on his lips.

He couldn't kill Luo Chen with his own strength, but he couldn't control Hu Fei, that mad dog.

By using his hands, we might be able to tear a piece of flesh off Luo Chen.

Even if he can't tear it off, and Hu Fei gets hurt badly, it won't be a loss for him.

On the contrary, it would solidify Luo Chen's enmity with the Fierce Blade Sect, and then someone from the sect would naturally step in.

No matter how you look at it, he's not at a loss.

......

The Iron-feathered Eagle folded its wings and landed steadily in the courtyard of the Luo residence.

Luo Chen flipped off the bird's back, patted the old eagle's neck, and casually tossed out three Beast Spirit Pills.

The eagle opened its large beak, curled its tongue over, let out a cheerful cackle, and flapped its wings to fly out of the city.

He walked into the main hall, sat down in a chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and took two gulps.

Zhao Meng poked half his body in from outside the door.

"Master, shall we prepare lunch?"

"No rush." ​​Luo Chen put down his teacup. "Go and call Elder Lei and Miss Tang over."

Zhao Meng responded and ran out.

Not long after, Tang Yan came in first.

She was still dressed in plain white, holding a sword in her arms, and entered the hall to bow with her hands clasped in greeting.

"Master of the family."

Lei Zheng followed behind, strolling in slowly.

He had a pipe dangling from his mouth, took two puffs, exhaled a cloud of smoke, bowed slightly to Luo Chen, and said nothing.

He just stood there, stroking his beard, looking at Luo Chen with a half-smile.

He seemed a bit casual, not out of disrespect, but because that's just how he is.

Luo Chen didn't pay any attention.

Of course he knew what Lei Zheng was thinking.

This old fellow followed me all the way from Daling City, and waited outside the Luo residence for several days. He even blocked the Gu family's people for him, but he still hasn't fulfilled his promise about the hammer technique.

Anyone else would have jumped up and down in anger.

Luo Chen put down his teacup and glanced at the two of them.

"I called you here to fulfill my promise. Before that, you have one last chance to choose."

He paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on Lei Zheng and Tang Yan for a brief instant.

"If you acquire my hammer techniques and swordsmanship, you will be trapped here for the next eight years. Therefore, you should think carefully before you give your answer."

Lei Zheng pulled the pipe out of his mouth and pursed his lips.

"Before the patriarch lured us here, he didn't tell us that the Luo family had offended the Fierce Blade Sect and the Martial Green Sect."

Luo Chen smiled, not embarrassed at all.

"If I hadn't gotten myself into some serious trouble, why would I need two Foundation Establishment experts to guard my door? Although I didn't say it outright, I believe that with Uncle Lei's intelligence, he must have already guessed it."

Lei Zheng's lips twitched suddenly.

This sounds like a compliment to his intelligence, but upon closer inspection, something seems off.

If he says he didn't guess it, wouldn't that imply that he's not smart enough?

This kid's every word is a trap.

No matter how he answered, it was wrong.