Fortunately, young Xiao Yan had already reached the Spirit Realm.
Even after the humiliating blow of Qi Fei making his dark past public, he had managed to regain his composure in an incredibly short time.
Well, at least on the surface.
As for whether he'd spend the night alone, rolling around in bed wrapped in his blanket and imitating a lone wolf howling at the moon, only he knew.
"Brother, I've already helped you gather the materials. Don't you think it's time you came through for me?"
Xiao Yan hooked an arm around Qi Fei from behind as he chatted with Xiao Zhan and Yao Lao.
That's right. Mr. Xiao Yan had taken pity on Qi Fei and volunteered to help him gather the materials.
That was all there was to it.
Since the great Mr. Xiao Yan had helped you gather the materials, if you still didn't deliver, then Mr. Xiao Yan would die right in front of you—
No, he'd make you regret it.
"Relax. Uh, we're practically brothers. Would I really screw you over about something like this?"
Qi Fei had nearly blurted out, "Your dad," right in front of Xiao Zhan.
Luckily, he'd caught himself in time and changed what he was saying.
"Mm-hmm. So, where is it?"
Xiao Yan had noticed that the three of them were trading stories about his embarrassing past.
It was practically, "You've got one piece of dirt on Xiao Yan, and I've got another. Let's swap, and then we'll each have two pieces of fun."
Was he supposed to put up with that?
He hurriedly dragged Qi Fei away to get down to business.
"Look at you, so impatient. Your uncle's here for the first time. Shouldn't we at least entertain him?"
Qi Fei could easily guess what Xiao Yan