“Stop!”
As a result, Duan Yingying suddenly called out to Fang Yanxi, who had just stepped over the threshold of the villa's living room. She turned her head and glanced at her, saying, “Your name is Fang Yanxi, right?”
Wan Yunting, who was following Zhong Hongmei, saw this girl suddenly stop Fang Yanxi and was afraid she would say something unpleasant. He was about to speak, but Fang Yanxi stopped him with a look. She looked at Duan Yingying calmly and nodded, saying, “Yes, what is it?”
Duan Yingying glanced at Wan Yunting from the corner of her eye and said haughtily to Fang Yanxi, “Nothing, I was just asking.”
Fang Yanxi didn’t say anything. She glanced at the man and continued into the living room, heading upstairs…
Wan Yunting breathed a sigh of relief. After letting Zhong Hongmei and Shi Qiang go in first, he immediately pointed at Duan Yingying and said sternly, “Let me tell you, my girlfriend will be living at home from now on. You’d better not provoke her.”
“Tch, who cares to provoke her.”
Duan Yingying gave him a big eye roll and said dismissively before turning to go inside.
“That’s for the best.”
Wan Yunting shouted after her, then sighed before going upstairs. Fang Yanxi was packing things in the bedroom, and Master and disciple Zi Qing should be on the third floor…
“Why have the living room furniture been changed, and the doors too?”
While packing clothes for the man on the bed, Fang Yanxi noticed that many of the living room furniture and the bedroom doors had been replaced. She asked the man who entered.
“They were broken, so they were replaced.”
Wan Yunting spread his hands and said.
Fang Yanxi raised an eyebrow. She knew that the man suddenly asking her to come back to live was definitely not because he was going to the capital, but for some other reason!
“Alright.”
Knowing he couldn’t hide it from the woman, Wan Yunting had to tell her about the assassination attempt in the bedroom that night. Fang Yanxi listened with a serious expression and looked him up and down, asking, “Are you injured?”
“No, how could I get injured when I’m so capable?”
Wan Yunting laughed confidently and waved his hands, but the more he acted like this, the more Fang Yanxi suspected that if it were anyone else trying to kill him, he wouldn’t have specifically asked her to come back and live here.
“Fortunately, Senior Sister Zi Qing from the Wudang Sect came to discuss swordsmanship with me. I let them stay at home that day. I was attacked that night, and they helped a lot,” Wan Yunting explained with a smile.
“So, how long will they be staying at home?”
Fang Yanxi asked expressionlessly while folding his clothes for him.
“This is what I was thinking.”
Wan Yunting went up and hugged Fang Yanxi’s slender waist from behind, smiling, “After I return from the capital, I’m going to Wudang Sect with Senior Sister Zi Qing and the others. So, during this time, they will all stay at home. With Senior Sister Zi Qing and the others here, I’ll feel more at ease.”
Fang Yanxi’s expression froze. She moved his hands from her waist and turned to face him, saying, “What are you going to Wudang Sect for?”
“To learn martial arts.”
Wan Yunting continued to hug her, smiling, “An old ancestor of swordsmanship from the Wudang Sect left a sword cliff behind his mountain. It is said that anyone who has seen the sword cliff can comprehend sword intent from it. The Wudang Sect leader is magnanimous. In order to allow martial artists from all over the world to inherit the sword intent of their ancestor, he has made the sword cliff public. Therefore, I am going to Wudang Sect to see it. Perhaps I can comprehend the sword intent left by their ancestor from it.”
Fang Yanxi nodded and ignored his explanation. She said, “You asked me to come back to live because you are worried that someone might harm me, and they staying at home can also protect me, right?”
“As expected of my woman.”
Wan Yunting hugged her and chuckled. Fang Yanxi rolled her eyes at him, then said seriously, “Tell me honestly, is there really any danger for you going to the capital this time?”
Wan Yunting hugged her and swayed around the room, pretending to be relaxed and smiling, “Actually, there is indeed danger. After all, we are going to the capital to attend the National Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference. The main reason is to win people over and bring down the Sima family. And Sima Boyong is such a narrow-minded person. He ruined my master’s reputation and almost got me killed in the Kunlun Mountains last time I went to the Wuliang Temple. Also, the person who assassinated me that night, I suspect he hired them too.”
“There will definitely be danger going to the capital this time, but don’t worry. The capital is the emperor’s capital. Old Pang has also asked people in the capital to arrange protection for me, so even if Sima Boyong is audacious, he won’t dare to do anything to me openly.”
Fang Yanxi nodded. She was basically aware of the man’s efforts to get justice for his master and knew she couldn’t stop him. Therefore, she couldn’t persuade him. It was better to support him from behind, saying, “In short, you come back safely, don’t make me worry.”
“Mm, I won’t.”
Wan Yunting smiled. The two of them, hugging each other’s waists, couldn’t help but kiss each other and sway towards the big bed…
“Master Wan… ah…”
Suddenly, Lan Xin appeared at the bedroom door. She intended to call Master Wan upstairs to see her master, but she saw the scene inside and was so startled that she quickly covered her face with her hands and turned away, saying flusteredly, “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t see anything…”
Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi separated and looked at Lan Xin at the door. Wan Yunting then said, “This is Senior Sister Zi Qing’s disciple, Lan Xin. She’s a young girl.”
Fang Yanxi nodded. Wan Yunting asked, “Lan Xin, do you need something?”
“My master needs to see you,” Lan Xin said with her back to them.
Wan Yunting nodded, then turned to Fang Yanxi and smiled, “Perfect, I’ll take you upstairs to meet her.”
Fang Yanxi nodded and went out with the man. Lan Xin turned her head to look at them and then ran towards the third floor…
Zi Qing was wearing a simple gray cloth Taoist robe and was sitting cross-legged in the center of the living room. The floor had a carpet that was not cold. Beside her was a delicate bronze censer, from which a wisp of curling smoke drifted, releasing a faint fragrance that calmed the spirit. This was a medicinal fragrance…
“Master, Master Wan and them are here.”
Lan Xin called out when she came up. Then Wan Yunting pulled Fang Yanxi up. Zi Qing, who was sitting cross-legged, slightly opened her phoenix eyes, looked calmly at Wan Yunting and them, and nodded slightly.
Looking at Zi Qing’s exquisite features, which were carved as if by nature, Fang Yanxi couldn’t help but secretly think: What a beautiful woman!
In terms of facial features alone, Zi Qing was indeed more beautiful than Fang Yanxi. Her naturally naive phoenix eyes and the unique aura she exuded were not something seen in modern urban women.
Perhaps it was because Zi Qing had spent her life on Mount Wudang and enjoyed quietness, rarely interacting much with outsiders. Therefore, she exuded a calm and serene demeanor, a distinctive temperament.
Don’t mistake this for an aura of loneliness or melancholy. It was due to her innate personality and could also be interpreted as “Tao follows nature”!
“Senior Sister Zi Qing, let me introduce you.”
Wan Yunting raised his hand and introduced Fang Yanxi to Zi Qing, “This is my girlfriend, Fang Yanxi. She will be living here from now on. I hope Senior Sister Zi Qing will take good care of her during my absence.”
Zi Qing’s naturally naive phoenix eyes glanced at Fang Yanxi, and she nodded calmly. Fang Yanxi also nodded slightly to her as a greeting.
“Master Wan, my master’s senior brother just called and said that Duan Feilong has another identity!” Lan Xin said immediately.
“Oh, what identity?”
Wan Yunting raised an eyebrow and asked.
Lan Xin said, “Tianyan Master God Cult!”
“What? He’s from the Tianyan Master God Cult?”
Wan Yunting was stunned and immediately said, “Then it’s confirmed. Sima Boyong sent him!”
“Who is Sima Boyong?”
Lan Xin asked, but Wan Yunting waved his hand, not wanting to explain too much to her. Fang Yanxi, standing beside him, frowned and said, “Then you shouldn’t go to the capital.”
Wan Yunting shook his head and smiled, “I have to go.”
Fang Yanxi gazed at him, then nodded and said nothing more.
Coming down from the third floor, Fang Yanxi went into the bedroom to continue packing. Wan Yunting went downstairs and happened to see Zhong Hongmei and Shi Qiang coming up from the basement. He asked, “Sister Hongmei, how is your practice going?”
Zhong Hongmei nodded and said, “Mm, it’s okay, but there are a few places I don’t understand and need your guidance.”
“Alright, let’s go to the backyard.”
Wan Yunting nodded and went to the lawn in the backyard of the villa. Zhong Hongmei asked Shi Qiang to go to the second floor, then followed him to the backyard lawn. She first explained the problems she encountered while practicing the Little Unoccupied Skill. Wan Yunting listened and answered her, then corrected her wrong practice methods. He said, “Sister Hongmei, the third floor is where the current number one swordsman of the Wudang Sect resides. She is in the late stage of martial arts Danjin. If you have any questions, you can also try asking her. As for whether she will guide you, I don’t know.”
“Okay, I understand.”
Zhong Hongmei nodded. Seeing that it was getting late, Wan Yunting stood up and said, “Get some rest early.” Then he went back to the villa, went upstairs to tell Shi Qiang to go downstairs and rest, and then returned to the bedroom to accompany Fang Yanxi…
The next morning, as they had to go to his second brother’s house, Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi got up early. After breakfast, they each drove off to their respective businesses.
At his second brother’s house, Wan Dongming had already gone to work. His second sister-in-law, Wang Chulin, was at home with Wan’er. She was very happy to see Wan Yunting. He also explained his intention, which made Wang Chulin exclaim, “Third brother, you want us to take Wan’er to live with you?”
“Yes, second sister-in-law.”
Wan Yunting nodded.
The reason he wanted his second brother and sister-in-law to bring Wan’er to live at his home was mainly because he was worried that Sima Boyong or the big boss behind the Dragon Trafficking Group would retaliate against him and harm his second brother’s family.
Although Wan Yunting had hired bodyguards and the Fierce Tiger Gang had sent subordinates to secretly protect his second brother and sister-in-law, the mysterious man he encountered that night made Wan Yunting realize that the enemies who were hired to retaliate and kill him would become more and more ruthless.
Having his second brother’s family live with him was mainly because Zhong Hongmei and Zi Qing were there, and it would allow them to be concentrated together for better protection and care.
So Wan Yunting also called his second brother Wan Dongming to talk about this matter, and his second brother agreed. After his second sister-in-law and Wan’er packed their things, they got into Wan Yunting’s car and returned to their home on Sheng Tangding Mountain. After settling them down, it was already noon.
After lunch, Wan Yunting carried a travel bag and walked out of the villa gate, escorted by his second sister-in-law, Duan Yingying, and Lan Xin. Fierce Tiger was waiting at the door with a few subordinates. They came up to take his luggage and put it in the car, saying, “Boss Wan, I have arranged for people to guard the surroundings. They will absolutely not let any stranger approach the villa.”
“Mm, let’s go.”
Wan Yunting nodded, then got into the car with Fierce Tiger and drove towards the villa community gate…
Although Zhong Hongmei’s bodyguards provided twenty-four-hour close protection for his second brother and Fang Yanxi, Wan Yunting was still uneasy.
Therefore, he could only ask Fierce Tiger to send more people to secretly protect the area around the house…
However, not long after Wan Yunting and Fierce Tiger left, a luxury car slowly stopped at the villa’s main entrance. Then, a young man in a suit got out of the car, opened the rear door, and bowed respectfully to welcome a middle-aged man dressed in white casual wear.
If Wan Yunting were present, he would have recognized this man as the middle-aged man who had bought his calligraphy in wild cursive script for 450 million yuan at the charity auction that night…