Fate always loved to play tricks.
There was that familiar little grove again, and Jia Lie Ao found himself back in it.
No plan could keep pace with change. Now he understood those words all too well.
Without giving him a chance to speak, Ling Ying laid into him with punches and kicks. The scene was bloody yet satisfying.
"You sneaky bastard! I warned you before, yet you still dared to defy me? Did you take my words for nothing but hot air?"
Jia Lie Ao wanted to explain, but all he got was the sharp smack, smack of slaps.
From the man's inner voice, he knew Ling Ying would not do anything too drastic to him.
At most...
He would beat him so badly he could not get out of bed for a month.
After all, there was still a difference between beating someone and killing them.
It was no exaggeration to say that if he died, Jia Lie Bi would inevitably get involved.
And Ling Ying's identity could not be exposed. That would bring unnecessary danger upon his young miss.
So he knew exactly how far to go. He merely wanted to make Jia Lie Ao suffer a little.
Perhaps he had tired himself out. Ling Ying elegantly straightened his robes, then prepared to leave.
Who could have guessed that Jia Lie Ao would suddenly grab the hem of his robe and mumble, "Senior, this lowly one has something to tell you."
"Tell me what? Trying to trick me into opening jars again?"
"No, no, you've misunderstood! This concerns Xiao Yan, the young master of the Xiao Clan."
Judging that the timing was about right, Jia Lie Ao finally got those words out, to his immense relief.
About Young Master Xiao?
Those words certainly worked. Ling Ying stopped his assault and asked in a low voice, "Speak."
The moment he said that, he sensed something was wrong.
How did this fellow know I knew Xiao Yan?
At that thought, he hoisted Jia Lie Ao up with one hand, radiating murderous intent. "You know who I am?"
"No..." Jia Lie Ao was no fool. Fully aware that Ling Ying was considering killing him to silence him, he hurried to explain, "Senior, please don't misunderstand! Young Master Xiao and I are friends. I'm a good person!"
A good person?
Ling Ying laughed.
After all, he had read the entirety of Battle Through the Heavens.
But now was not the time to argue with him. This world was so bizarre that he did not know what to do. Everything was changing, and it was already worlds apart from the plot of Battle Through the Heavens he had read.
Thus, he did not intend to dispose of Jia Lie Ao immediately. He would go back and consult Immortal Wang before deciding what to do.
For now, the most important thing was to find out exactly what Jia Lie Ao was talking about.
Seeing that Ling Ying had taken the bait, Jia Lie Ao let out a long breath of relief and continued, "Senior, Immortal Chen in the Market District intends to harm Young Master Xiao, and he plans to do it today. This lowly one didn't know how to contact you, so I came up with this method to draw you out."
Perfection upon perfection. Jia Lie Ao could not help giving his own cleverness a thumbs-up.
Not only had he diverted the flood of trouble elsewhere, he had even crowned himself a fearless good Samaritan.
"Is that true?" Ling Ying was not as alarmed as one might expect, because he knew Xiao Yan had an old grandpa protecting him.
At present, no one in Wutan City could hurt Xiao Yan.
But Jia Lie Ao's next words instantly changed his expression.
"During these days of sleeping on brushwood and tasting gall while working as Immortal Chen's shill, this lowly one has learned something of his strength. I'm afraid only you can save Young Master Xiao, Senior. He is a terrifyingly powerful Dou Huang expert!"
A Dou Huang?
Ling Ying was inwardly shocked. This is heading straight for disaster!
Damn this script! How has it changed so much?
Thinking of the instructions his young miss had given him, along with Immortal Wang's divinations, he felt as though he had lost a hundred million.
"Tell me, where did that Immortal Chen take him?"
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