It Was All Yu Xiaogang's Doing!

In the end, Fu Ye was thrown out of Moonlight Pavilion by Yuehua tugging on his ear, and the students arriving for class happened to witness the whole scene.

"Wow. Big Brother Fu Ye and Instructor Yuehua have such a good relationship."

"Instructor Yuehua is blushing. Could she have fallen for Big Brother Fu Ye?"

"Brother, you're incredible. You even dared to hit on Instructor Yuehua."

"My father died early. If Big Brother Fu Ye doesn't mind, I'm willing. Sob, sob."

"Big Brother, watch what you say. Our dad is only thirty this year!"

Thrown outside, Fu Ye looked at Tang Yuehua's angry little expression and found her genuinely adorable.

But no matter how adorable she was, he could not have her right now. She had teased him until he was burning with desire, so he would go back and have a more intimate exchange of feelings with that little fool Ah Yin tonight.

As for when he would next come to Moonlight Pavilion, he had already arranged it with Yuehua. He would return the afternoon after tomorrow.

After all, the students still had plenty to learn. As for training their temperament, Tang Yuehua still had to teach that herself. He only needed to come help ease her burden whenever she taught the guqin.

That said, Moonlight Pavilion's benefits were genuinely excellent. Even as a mere attendant here, Tang Yuehua paid him fifteen hundred Gold Soul Coins a month.

Of course, that was indeed an astronomical sum for ordinary people, but for Fu Ye, who had unlimited money, he would rather build more of a relationship with Yuehua than have wealth.

In any case, that bastard Tang Hao would not come here. Once he brought Yuehua back to the Clear Sky Sect to meet those old geezers, he would beat Tang Hao senseless.

As for Tang San's Mother, Fu Ye had already begun looking for a suitable candidate for him. After all, his System Shop sold pretty much everything, both wholesome and unwholesome.

Minor trends could be changed, but the greater course could not. As long as Tang Hao was alive, Tang San would be his son, and at the appropriate time, he would definitely find a wife and have Tang San.

At first, Fu Ye had considered pairing Chrysanthemum Douluo with Tang Hao, but after thinking it over, he decided his taste was too twisted, so that bizarre plan quietly fell through.

After all, if Tang San ended up with the first spirit, the Immortal Herb Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, and the Second Spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, would he not be able to pull off all sorts of ridiculous tricks?

After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo's ultimate move was practically the same as Tang San's Wrath of the Buddha Tang Lotus.

Yue Guan: Chrysanthemums wither, the ground covered in wounds; flowers fall, and hearts break.

Tang San: Take this, Wrath of the Buddha Tang Lotus Pro-Max!

Dear heavens, the image immediately came to life!

Returning to Gathering Fragrance Pavilion, Ah Yin had already awakened and was sitting on the balcony sofa, photosynthesizing.

For Ah Yin, basking in the sun was naturally something that relaxed both body and mind.

At nine that evening, Fu Ye lay on the open-air sofa with Ah Yin in his arms, admiring the moon. It was not the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight, yet the moon was especially round.

At that moment, a figure dressed in white appeared beside Fu Ye and cupped his hands toward him.

"Thank you, brother."

"No need for such courtesy. I may be away from Gathering Fragrance Pavilion for a while in the future, so just help me keep an eye on it."

Fu Ye looked thoroughly at ease. Naturally, he knew who the visitor was. Chen Xin, who had been in a state of enlightenment for two full days, had finally awakened.

"Rest assured, brother. If Gathering Fragrance Pavilion faces trouble, I, Chen Xin, will be the first to act."

"Mm. Much obliged."

Chen Xin nodded and then left. Seeing this, Fu Ye directly picked up Ah Yin. As she looked at him with somewhat dazed eyes, a smile appeared on his lips. He leaned close to her ear and whispered.

"My wife."

"Mm~"

Dragons were lustful by nature, to say nothing of Fu Ye, who possessed the Dragon God Spirit and the pure Dragon God Bloodline.

Although the Dragon God of Douluo Continent could only be considered a mixed-blood dragon, here, it was the ancestor of all spirit beasts, the strongest spirit beast! There was no second!

Meanwhile, there were still four people in today's Interrogation Room, though two of them were newcomers. As for the first two, they had not held on. They had croaked in the final round of highly concentrated saltwater before dawn.

Bibi Dong's eyes were even colder than they had been two days ago. The two newly arrived managers from the lower ranks of Spirit Hall wore their terror plainly on their faces, but Bibi Dong had no interest in their hypocritical expressions.

They ate the meals provided by Spirit Hall, only to turn around and collude with the enemy to harm their own people.

The moment Bibi Dong uncovered them, she had already sentenced them to death. If they named the mastermind, they could die quickly. If they concealed the truth, they would be whipped with an iron whip. Once their flesh had been torn apart, they would be given a nice bath in saltwater and acid.

Those who could not endure it were lucky. If they endured until the next day and still refused to talk, she would slice their flesh with a small knife. Everything she cut off would be fed to dogs right in front of them. She wanted to see just how hard their mouths could be!

Swish.

Smack!

One lash tore open a gruesome bloody gash across the flesh of a fat, well-fed Spirit Hall supervisor.

"Ah!!! Awooo!!!!"

The immense pain caused cold sweat to stream down the fat man's forehead.

Swish!

Bang!

This strike landed directly on his knee, shattering it completely. It was enough to show just how terrifying Bibi Dong's strength was!

"Ah!!!! I'll talk! I'll talk! Saintess, I'll talk!"

Clearly, he was a soft target. Bibi Dong had only struck him twice, and he had already confessed.

After hearing his words, Bibi Dong merely nodded without asking anything. Instead, she carried the Steel Whip over to the other man and, without another word, snapped his shoulder with a lash.

Swish!

Crack!

"Ah!!! I'll talk! I—"

Yet after hearing him speak, Bibi Dong still did not stop. Another lash struck directly across his waist.

Swish!

Smack!

The strike split his skin and flesh apart. Then she returned to the fat man. By then, he had been so frightened that he had wet and soiled himself, but Bibi Dong only frowned slightly before lashing his right shoulder again.

Crack!

"Ah!!! Saintess, spare me! It was all Yu Xiaogang! It was all Yu Xiaogang! I'm guilty, I'm guilty! I took dirty money, but my crime doesn't deserve death, Saintess!!"

At last, Bibi Dong heard the answer she wanted. Then she turned her gaze toward the other man and continued whipping him with the Steel Whip without hesitation.

Swish!

"Saintess, I, ah!!!!!"

"It was Yu Xiaogang! It was Yu Xiaogang! He bribed me with money, and he threatened that if I revealed this, I would be dead for sure! It was him! It was him!"

Looking at the two crippled Spirit Hall supervisors before her, Bibi Dong wore a brilliant smile.

Then she turned to the guards behind her, who controlled five or six ten-year spirit dogs, as well as the Soul Ancestor responsible for treatment nearby.

"The two ungrateful bastards who survived last night are of no use anymore. Every quarter hour, cut off one of their hands or feet and feed it to the dogs. Let these two newcomers watch and see exactly what happens when they betray Spirit Hall."

Seeing the brilliant smile on Bibi Dong's face, everyone present felt an inexplicable chill rise along their backs. They knew Yu Xiaogang was finished!

Pushing open the door, she was met by two tall, thin figures.

"Ghost Uncle, help me invite that useless Yu Xiaogang over. I have something I want to discuss with him properly."