To Kill Feng Yun, First Kill the Night Demon! (Two-in-One)
Fang Che spent a full five days finishing the three pieces, each twenty thousand words long—and in fact, each one was a full twenty-seven or twenty-eight thousand words.
There were three pieces because, although Sun Wutian had not asked for one, Fang Che had still written a copy for Old Devil. That one was also the longest, coming close to thirty thousand words.
He knew perfectly well that without this copy, Old Devil beating him half to death on the spot would have been getting off lightly.
The Night Demon Sect was writing as well.
The hardest-hit was Niu Baizhan. After forcing himself for five days, he had written less than a thousand words. Fang Che took one look and tore it up. "Rewrite it!"
Niu Baizhan pulled a long face and obediently went back to work.
Ding Ziran had the most insights and wrote over forty thousand words.
He was violently slashed by Night Demon Sect Leader. "Condense it! There's too much filler! You're practically a chatterbox!"
"..."
Ding Ziran silently went back to rewrite it.
He did not say a word.
Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia, on the other hand, laughed gleefully for quite a while at the fact that their sect leader had actually called the Grand Protector a "chatterbox."
A chatterbox—in all honesty, this was the first time in their lives they had seen someone so miserly with words described as one.
But what puzzled several members of the Night Demon Sect was that Mo Wang and Ma Qianli had once again become impossible to contact.
Feng Yun had sent people to investigate the matter.
As for the other members of the Night Demon Sect, including Night Demon himself, they were completely blind regarding Divine Capital.