Chapter 2000: Your Reply?
Chapter 2000: Your Reply?
“Boss Hu, Boss Biao has just come back for some rest. He ordered that no one was allowed to disturb him...” said the guard outside in a troubled manner, but his voice grew softer and softer.
“Get lost!” An arrogant voice shouted, “Do brothers like us need you guys to get in our way if we want to talk to each other?”
Zhang Zitong immediately came to Zu An’s side and said, “Sir, the one outside is probably Fang Biao’s second brother Fang Hu. It seems the relationship between the brothers isn’t actually that good.”
Zu An nodded. He put his arm around her waist, and moved her slightly behind him.
Soon after, several noisy footsteps drew closer, and in the blink of an eye, the door was forced open. A large and tall young man appeared at the entrance. He was much bigger than Fang Biao, and the most noticeable trait was his big nose, as well as his expression that seemed as if he were looking at trash.
Zu An frowned and called out, “Has no one taught you to knock before entering?”
Fang Hu raised his brows and remarked, “Oh? It seems you’ve become a bit braver after going out on a field trip! You actually dare to speak to me now.”
You have successfully trolled Fang Hu for +66 +66 +66...
Zu An was startled. It seemed that Fang Biao had been bullied quite a bit by his second brother.
Fang Hu pulled over a chair and sat down with a swagger, saying, “I heard that you even chased those concubines of yours away. Many of them ran over to me crying. Just what is going on?”
Zu An was speechless. A huge group of women had rushed at him right after he returned. They were all women whom Fang Biao had taken in over the past few years. Upon seeing those women pander to him, Zu An had no patience at all for them and had decided to just chase them all away. After all, he was always surrounded by the best. Why would he feel anything for these caked-up women?
However, these women had actually gone over to tell on him to Fang Biao’s second brother?
Tsk tsk, just from this guy’s tone... How many green hats was Fang Biao wearing?
“Nothing. Of course fresh women are more interesting,” Zu An said as he played with Zhang Zitong in his arms.
Zhang Zitong was so embarrassed her face became completely red, and she playfully hit his chest.
Sir Eleven is getting more and more into it...
Fang Hu’s eyes had remained on Zhang Zitong ever since he came in. As soon as he saw what she looked like, he was immediately stunned.
Those legs in particular... I feel like I could play with them for three years at least.
The moment he thought of that, he couldn’t hide the desire in his eyes. He said, “Lend me this woman for a few days.” As for when he would return her, or whether he would return her, that would come after.
Zhang Zitong was alarmed when she heard that. She was only acting as a female slave right now. If it was Sir Eleven, she didn’t care much if he took some liberties with her, but she’d rather die than really end up in the hands of those Yin Yang Path people.
Zu An gently patted her to console her. He decisively refused, saying, “No.”
Fang Hu didn’t get upset; he said with a laugh, “Look at how stingy you’re being. Which one of your other women have I not played with? I even gave you some of my concubines too, remember?” Of course, overall, he was the one who took advantage of Fang Biao more. The ones he gave Fang Biao were pretty much only those he got tired of and didn’t want anymore.
Zhang Zitong harrumphed with a reddened face. These two brothers really were the worst scum in existence.
“This is different. If I say I won’t lend her to you, then I won’t,” Zu An said coldly.
Fang Hu narrowed his eyes. He remarked, “Kid, it seems you’ve grown a bit bold recently, haven’t you?” Then, he looked at Zhang Zitong and said, “Beauty, you’ll have a better life if you follow me. With legs like yours, my third brother’s poor health won’t be able to satisfy you at all. Only someone like me can truly help you enjoy what mingling in the Yin Yang Path really tastes like.”
Zhang Zitong jerked her head away. She clung tightly to Zu An.
Fang Hu was a bit shocked, exclaiming, “Hm? It seems like you’ve really won over this woman's body and heart. Could it be that you really did use the Eighteen Spring Winds they spoke of?”
“What do you think?” Zu An retorted. He was starting to feel admiration for Zhang Zitong’s acting. Fang Hu couldn't see through her appearance at all.
“I don’t think it’s possible. Other people might not know about the condition of your body, but how could I not? We’re actually kindred spirits, you know?” Fang Hu sneered. If Fang Biao really had been that tough, he wouldn’t have been able to dominate his brother's women so easily.
Zu An was getting a bit annoyed. This guy really was annoying! He was even wondering whether to just silence him. Either way, he had already managed to sneak into the general headquarters, anyway.
However, this was related to Yun Jianyue and Qiu Honglei’s safety, so he put aside his discomfort and tried to change the topic, asking, “Where is our big brother?” Said brother wanted to marry Qiu Honglei, so he had to ask around for related information.
“Big brother is busy trying to marry the saintess. He doesn’t have the time to bother with this kind of stuff," Fang Hu said, walking over to him. “My dear little brother, if you give her to me on your own now, I’ll still interpret it as a wonderful brotherhood. But if you make me use force, things will get ugly. Do you still remember how I beat you up back then?”
There was a smirk at the corners of his lips. The threat behind his words was clear. At the same time, he was a bit confused. Normally, this brat Fang Biao would already have pissed his pants out of fear and obediently handed over his women. Why was he so stubborn today? It almost didn’t seem like him.
Even so, when he saw Zhang Zitong in his brother's arms, he immediately felt relieved. This woman was prettier than any of the women from before. Those beautiful legs in particular were top-quality. Together with the fact that she was a silver token envoy, the feeling of dominating her had to be much, much better than with an ordinary woman. No wonder his brother wasn’t willing to give her up.
Unfortunately, it didn’t make a difference whether he was willing or not. The fist was reason in this place, and it was no different for blood brothers.
When he saw the malicious expression in Fang Hu's eyes, Zu An’s gaze turned a bit cold.
Zhang Zitong sneered inwardly.This guy really is laughable. He has no idea just what kind of person he offended.
Zu An was about to subdue him and use Daji to restrain him when he suddenly thought of something. He looked outside the door and gave up on any thoughts of attacking for now.
“Oh? So young master Hu was here!” a voice remarked with a lovable laugh.
Fang Hu turned around. An alluring woman was looking around at the entrance. There was a bit of surprise in his expression, but it soon turned to a smile as he said, “So it was big sister Pan! Did you come here for my big brother? Unfortunately, he's busy preparing for the wedding and isn’t here.”
Even though Pan Qiaoqiao was pretty, he knew she was a poisoned rose. Who knew how many men had fallen victim to her over the years? Furthermore, she had always had a good impression toward his older brother Fang Long. People all believed that if the saintess had been out of the picture, in the entire sect, she had the highest chance of ending up together with his big brother. He could mess with this brat Fang Biao’s women as much as he wanted to, but he wasn’t so brave as to do the same with his big brother’s women.
“Sigh, what else could it be? Brother Wang is still angry and wanted an explanation from young master Biao, so Feiqing and I came with him to take a look so nothing bad would happen,” Pan Qiaoqiao said with a sigh.
Two more people appeared at the entrance. The first one was the World School’s direct disciple Wang Cong, who was absolutely furious. The second one was the Freedom Path’s Li Feiqing, who leaned casually against the door with a gloomy and pessimistic expression ever-present on his face. Together with his physique, he did give off a kind of unique charm.
Fang Hu thought to himself, This pretty boy is pretty handsome. What a pity that he couldn't win against my big brother for the saintess. He'd also heard that Zhang Zitong was originally a new disciple the World School was going to take in, and yet she'd ended up being captured by his third brother.
Fang Hu couldn't help but roar with laughter, remarking, “However, if we really think about it, didn’t our third brother help your World School eliminate a potential spy? You should be thanking him, so why did you come to criticize him?”
Wang Cong said coldly, “That’s not what I'm talking about. Even though this woman is a silver token envoy, Fang Biao didn’t know about that. On the other hand, he knew she was a World School disciple. Don’t his actions show that he has no respect for our World School at all?”
Zu An and Zhang Zitong were both a bit speechless.
Do the members of the Devil Sect frequently start disputes over personal feelings?
“What Brother Wang says makes some sense, Fang Hu said as he walked up to Zu An’s side. “Third brother, this is where you were wrong.”
At the same time, he sent a voice transmission and said, “Third brother, lend me this woman for a few days and I can help you send them away. Otherwise, it's not my problem.”
Zu An responded coldly, “No!”
If it weren’t for these people’s sudden arrival, he would have already had this guy kneeling and begging for mercy.
“Do as you please then!” Fang Hu said with a sneer and got up to leave. “Third brother was wrong in this matter, so you can deal with it on your own. I won’t be getting involved.”
He was already thinking that he would let these guys give Fang Biao a beating, and he’d be able to easily snatch that woman away after.
But when did this little bastard Fang Biao get so bold? He’s actually going against me? Even if the woman is pretty, there’s no reason for him to be this brave, right?
Could it be...
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When Wang Cong saw Fang Hu leave, he said with a sneer, “We can properly settle our affairs now, right?” With a wave of his hand, the door closed behind him to cut off any potential paths of escape.
Li Feiqing leaned against the window in a sullen mood, while Pan Qiaoqiao walked over with a big smile, as if all of this was particularly amusing to her.
Zu An frowned, replying, “How do you want to settle it?”
Weren’t the Heavenly Devil School and Yin Yang Path allies? Why are Pan Qiaoqiao and these two teaming up against me together?
Even so, forget about the three of them, he wouldn’t feel scared even if their teachers came at him. The problem lay in the fact that, if he caused a disturbance and his cover was blown, that would become a huge problem.
“This is something between the two of us. Have the Embroidered Envoy leave,” Wang Cong said as he looked at Zhang Zitong in Zu An's arms.
Zu An coldly said, “She is my slave now. If you have something to say, just spit it out.” Fang Hu wanted Zhang Zitong, so how could he let her leave his line of sight?
“Look at how much you like her. You don’t even want to leave her side for a second,” Pan Qiaoqiao said as she walked over, then tapped Zhang Zitong's acupoint. Zhang Zitong immediately fainted.
Zu An naturally could have stopped her, but he could sense that she didn’t intend to kill, so he wanted to see just what they were plotting. As for Zhang Zitong, for the sake of putting on a better performance, she had sealed up her own cultivation and only retained the ability to transmit ki. She naturally couldn't react in that situation. She had absolute trust in Sir Eleven and believed that he would definitely protect her.
When Zhang Zitong fainted, the other three sighed in relief.
Li Feiqing suddenly asked, “Have you thought about the thing we talked to you about last time? We came to hear your reply. I hope you won’t disappoint us.”
Zu An was stunned. Didn’t you come here to criticize me? Just what the hell are you talking about now?