Qin Fen looked at the crescent moon in the sky. The night was deep and still, all sounds hushed—a perfect night for shady business. The corners of his mouth curled up, parting slightly to reveal white teeth. "Wasn't that old fox beaten to death by Monkey?"
Meow-Meow curled her lips and landed on Qin Fen's shoulder. "Doesn't Lord Lao have the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir? Besides, he couldn't even bear to let Monkey kill lowly servants like Golden Horn and Silver Horn, those two flute-playing boys. Let alone his Jingjing! Back then, immortals and mortals hadn't been separated yet."
Qin Fen turned to look at Myna. "That's quite insightful. No wonder he even gave her his belt as a magical treasure. Gold-Shaking Rope? Making it sound so grand when it was just a belt!"
"Little Bean, bring me my phone. Inspiration just struck—I want to compose a poem!" Qin Fen smiled strangely.
As the two pets who knew him well, their hearts skipped a beat. What kind of person was Qin Fen? The sort whose belly could capsize a boat—even a prime minister's belly. Put plainly, he always repaid every slight. He had not suffered any losses over the campus sailor uniform incident, but when facing Lord Lao, he had felt deeply powerless and backed down for a moment.
But as a real man with piss and vinegar, Qin Fen would never tuck his head between his legs. Now, holding his phone and looking at Moments, he easily added someone he had never imagined would be so easy to add: Lord Lao!
Opening the chat window, Qin Fen's smile grew wider. This definitely was not kicking a man when he was down. "As Heavenly Court's friend to women, I must seek justice for Half the Sky and give women and children