"Young Master! Wait for me!"
Wen Chouchou saw Ye Feng calmly walking to the side, he quickly called out, he then looked at the group of maids kneeling in front of him.
"Humph! I'll let you off today. Don't let me see you discussing the Hall Master and the Eldest Miss behind my back again. Otherwise, I'll definitely teach you a lesson!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and chased after Ye Feng.
"Young Gang Leader!"
Wen Chouchou shouted as he chased after Ye Feng, but Ye Feng's speed did not change, he continued walking towards Divine Sword Hall.
"Wait for me! I can't run anymore!" Wen Chouchou said cautiously.
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in front of him moved even faster.
In the Divine Sword Hall.
Ye Feng had already changed into a new set of clothes, he was sitting at the table and sipping his tea quietly.
"Huff huff!"
Wen Chouchou held onto the edge of the door and panted with his hands on his waist. His already pale face was even paler.
"Aiya! My Young Master Feng! I'm tired of chasing you! Can't you wait for me?"
His hair-raising voice sounded like fingernails scratching glass, causing Ye Feng to frown.
"General Manager Wen, if you have anything to say, just say it!”
"Da!" Ye Feng gently placed the teacup on the table and looked at Wen Chouchou who was still panting.
"Young Master Feng, why did you suddenly leave the World Association?”
He asked curiously.
"What's wrong? Is it you who wants to ask, or is it Godfather who wants to ask?”Ye Feng looked at him and continued to pick up the teacup, blowing on it and taking a sip.
Wen Chouchou was slightly stunned, but his expression remained the same as before. He tightened his grip on the feather fan in his hand and hurriedly said,"Aiyo! Young Master Feng! I'm just concerned about you! Of course, I was just asking casually. I was afraid that Sect Master would ask about me and I would not know anything.”
Before he could finish, he took out a scarf from his sleeve and pretended to be on the verge of tears. From time to time, he would squeeze out two drops of tears and wipe the corners of his eyes.
"Humph!"
Ye Feng could not stand Wen Chou Chou's pretentious attitude, he snorted coldly with some anger, his entire body trembled and he did not dare to make a sound.
Actually, even if he didn't ask, he would have found an opportunity to reveal it. He was originally prepared to reveal it to Nie Feng when he came. Since that was the case, it was the same to tell Wen Chouchou.
"I'm just settling the grudges left behind from my previous travels in the martial arts world. I'm just killing some people. I didn't expect it to drag on for so long this time.”
Ye Feng's tone was calm, but he revealed a little killing intent, it made Wen Chouchou feel a chill in the room, a chill ran down his spine.
"Oh! So it was like this! Young Gang Master should have said so earlier! Can't you just get the people below to help you solve it! Why did he have to come all the way here personally? Right?"
Wen Chouchou used his feather fan to cover his face, leaving only his eyes looking at Ye Feng with fear.
Suddenly, Ye Feng looked over, Wen Chouchou's body trembled as he said: ""Young Master Feng, I still have something to do, so I won't disturb you. You just came back and have a good rest!”
With that, he turned around and ran out.
Not long after Wen Chouchou left, Nie Feng received the news and rushed to the Divine Sword Hall.
"Senior Brother! Why didn't you inform me when you went out? I was worried about you and thought…"
Nie Feng stopped talking. Although he was surprised by his master Xiong Ba's decision and felt sorry for Senior Brother Feng, he was Xiong Ba's third disciple and had to stand on Xiong Ba's side.
Thus, he could only console Senior Brother Feng.
"Thought what?" Ye Feng looked at Nie Feng and suddenly stopped talking.
"It's nothing. Since Senior Brother has already returned, it means that I'm worrying too much.”
"Senior Brother, how about I treat you to a drink tonight? I've hidden a jar of good wine and haven't been willing to drink it.”
Nie Feng looked at Ye Feng with a smile, he nodded and said in a clear voice.
"Since Junior Martial Brother Feng has such intentions, how can I refuse? But don't come crying to me when you finish it.”
……
It was night. The black sky had already opened up, and a large hole had appeared in the black curtain. Beams of moonlight shone down.
Nie Feng walked out of the Divine Sword Hall at this moment. He had a strong smell of alcohol on him, and his eyes were a little drunk.
"Senior Brother's alcohol tolerance is not as good as mine!" He thought about how Ye Feng, who was lying on the table drunk, smiled.
"Eh? Isn't that Kong Ci? No! It's the young miss. Why is she here?”
Nie Feng turned around and saw Kong Ci quietly run into the Divine Sword Hall. He was a little surprised. He still went to his senior brother's room at this time.
Under the shade of a tree in the distance.
He looked at the figure reflected in the candlelight in the room. He could see Kong Ci walking back and forth inside, tidying up the tables and chairs.
Nie Feng smiled in his heart." It seems that Kong Ci is still so gentle and understanding. Even though she is already a young miss, she is still so considerate!"”
Soon, the figures in the room stopped. It seemed that everything had been cleaned up.
Nie Feng turned around and was about to leave. The candles in the room had already been extinguished, and it was dark. After taking two steps, he felt a little strange. Why didn't he hear the sound of the door opening? Could it be that he hadn't come out yet?
"Eh? Is Kong Ci still inside?" He muttered to himself in a low voice," No, I'll go take a look.”
Nie Feng felt that something was wrong. He turned around and walked back to the Divine Sword Hall. Before he got close, he heard a sobbing voice coming from the room.
"Impossible!"
Hearing the voice, Nie Feng's pupils constricted.
Although he had never experienced human affairs…he had grown up in a place like the World Conference, so he was no stranger to such things.
But…wasn't Kong Ci already betrothed to her junior brother? How could she…
Nie Feng's hands and feet felt a little cold. After a while, his expression turned solemn.
The fourth chapter.
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