My Master Kongyunzi, What a Hardship

"A master!"

Ye Bufan's heart jolted as he warily fixed his gaze on the old man slowly approaching.

"No need to worry, young friend. If I had struck, you'd already be a corpse."

Lin Chongwu gave a faint smile.

You're not wrong, but that still pisses me off.

Ye Bufan's mouth twitched as he cupped his hands in salute.

"May I ask, senior, if you are the venerable Lin Chongwu?"

"Oh, so my tale has reached young ears as well?"

Lin Chongwu stroked his beard with a light laugh, his eyes deep and distant, as if revisiting his own glorious years.

The reason he hadn't made a move was that he valued Ye Bufan's youth—already at the early stage of Inner Strength—and wanted to recruit him into the Lin Family.

Otherwise, anyone else daring to cause trouble at the Lin residence would have had weeds three meters tall growing on their grave by now.

"My master is Kongyunzi, head of the Heavenly Mountain Sect."

Ye Bufan lifted his chin proudly, his aura strengthening.

"What did you say?!"

Lin Chongwu flashed forward, reaching Ye Bufan before he could react, eyes bloodshot, voice urgent.

Damn it.

That old bastard didn't send me here to die at the Lin Family, did he?

Feeling the suffocating pressure before him, Ye Bufan swallowed hard.

"Your master... Kongyunzi?"

"Hahaha~"

Lin Chongwu laughed heartily, clapping Ye Bufan hard on the arm—the force of his Peak Inner Strength nearly rattling the bones apart.

"A hero emerges from youth. No wonder you're already an Inner Strength expert at such a young age—so you're Master Kongyunzi's disciple."

Shit, you scared me!

Almost ratted out that old bastard, but turns out he's one of us.

Ye Bufan spoke quietly, "Senior, you know my master?"

"Know him? Master Kongyunzi is my lifesaver."

Lin Chongwu quickly ushered Ye Bufan inside and recounted the whole story.

It turned out that back in the day, Lin Chongwu had been hunted by enemies and nearly killed.

By chance, he met Kongyunzi, who not only saved his life but also gave him some guidance.

It was because of that encounter that Lin Chongwu had achieved his current standing and fortune.

"Since you're Master Kongyunzi's disciple, you're an honored guest of the Lin Family. Make yourself at home."

"Then many thanks, senior..."

Night had fallen.

Just moments ago, Li Shiyao returned to the Jiang Family.

What had been a silent standoff between two women turned into a battle among three.

Whenever one tried to get close to Jiang Cheng, the other two would unite in opposition—no one was getting an advantage.

It was all about that monk carrying water, two monks hauling water, three monks... none of them drinking!

Jiang Cheng sat upright on the sofa, his hands on his knees fidgeting nervously.

Three scorching gazes swept over him from head to toe.

"How about... we eat first?"

Finally unable to hold out, Jiang Cheng clasped his left hand with his right and offered a small suggestion.

Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, the three women all nodded—after all, stalemating like this wasn't a solution.

Qin Yan wasn't particularly hungry; during the meal, her beautiful eyes kept following Jiang Cheng.

The meal passed without incident, and Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief that nothing had gone wrong.

"Jiang Cheng, I'm sleepy. Carry me to the room to rest."

Qin Yan extended her pale, delicate foot, her breath fragrant as she spoke.

"You wouldn't want my foot injury to get worse, would you?"

As soon as she finished, Jiang Ruoxue and the other woman clenched their fists. This woman was truly infuriating, but there was nothing they could do about it.

After a full second of mental struggle, Jiang Cheng gave in.

He'd already touched her feet anyway, so a hug wasn't a big deal. He'd just have to bear the indignity.

Under the two women's resentful gazes, Jiang Cheng wrapped his arm around Qin Yan's slender waist, lifted her soft, fragrant body into his arms, and carried her upstairs.

"Ahem—don't squirm."

Jiang Cheng's expression was stern as he harshly scolded Qin Yan for this improper behavior.

This woman just wouldn't stay still, pressing herself into his chest.

How was a hot-blooded young man like him supposed to handle that?

Seeing it but not tasting it—what torture!

"This position isn't comfortable. I want to switch,"

Qin Yan said, her eyes seductive as she cooed softly into Jiang Cheng's ear.

Smack!

"Stop acting up."

Jiang Cheng landed a firm slap on Qin Yan's rear, the sharp sound echoing through the air.

Oh no, he was screwed.

Realizing what he'd done, Jiang Cheng's heart raced with panic. Why had he been so quick with his hand?

Was she going to call in her people to wipe out the Jiang Family right now?

Dad, I'm sorry!

Your son is unfilial. Next life, you be my son, and I'll raise you.

"You hit me?"

Qin Yan's beautiful face flushed crimson.

If the young masters of the Capital saw this, their eyes would pop out—someone actually dared to touch the tiger's tail.

"That's what you get. Next time, it won't be just a slap."

Jiang Cheng's hands trembled with guilt, but sticking to the principle of saving face at all costs, he put on a tough front.

Qin Yan buried her head in Jiang Cheng's chest, murmuring softly with a hint of excitement in her voice.

Damn, there's a pervert here!

Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded. Had he accidentally triggered some special tendency in Qin Yan?

After hurriedly settling Qin Yan down, He came downstairs acting like nothing had happened, only to meet Jiang Ruoxue and Li Shiyao's pitiful stares.

"What are you two looking at me like that for?"

"Jiang Cheng (Senior), my foot hurts."

Jiang Cheng: "??"

The next day, Jiang Cheng got up early after washing up.

As soon as he came downstairs, he saw Jiang Ruoxue and Li Shiyao already dressed and eating breakfast.

"Jiang Cheng, you're up this early?"

Jiang Ruoxue was a little surprised. She'd more or less figured out his sleep schedule over the past few days.

He usually didn't wake up until nearly ten, so seeing him up this early was unexpected.

Something's wrong!

Jiang Cheng's heart sank. He'd forgotten this girl was a Police Flower—she had a sharp sense of suspicion.

Today was the day he planned to sneak away, and he couldn't afford a single mistake.

"Haha—I was just really tired last night, so I went to bed early."

Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't seem to be lying, Jiang Ruoxue didn't dwell on it.

Li Shiyao, meanwhile, deftly ladled a bowl of millet porridge for Jiang Cheng, looking every bit the virtuous wife.

Jiang Ruoxue wasn't about to be outdone, so she filled a bowl too in a fit of rivalry.

Phew~

Jiang Cheng let out a sigh of relief and sat down.

He calculated that once Qin Yan and the others left, he'd have to hurry up and get out of there.

Once he was on the flight, he refused to believe those women could chase him overseas.

Speaking of which, where was Qin Yan?!

Damn, he'd forgotten about that one.

A moment later, after much coaxing, Jiang Cheng finally managed to talk Qin Yan down.

"Aren't you two in a hurry?"

Looking at the two women still leisurely sitting in their chairs, Jiang Cheng reminded them.

If you don't leave, how am I supposed to go!

"It's fine, being a little late won't matter."

Jiang Ruoxue sipped her porridge unhurriedly.

If that woman Qin Yan wasn't leaving, how could she feel at ease leaving?

Trying to have it all to herself? No way!