With a loud "bang!", something as sharp as a meteor crashed heavily onto the ground, instantly creating a deep, bottomless crater.
"Cough cough cough pui!"
Lan Mingxi spat out the dirt from her mouth, her face covered in bruises, her left eye so swollen she could barely open it.
"Grandpa!" Lan Shengxue called out worriedly.
" Little Shengxue, don't worry, Grandpa is fine." After offering a few words of comfort, Lan Mingxi looked at Wang Yao in the sky with a defiant gaze once more.
"Hey! Auntie, you can't do it either? Are you too old to lift a knife?"
The moment the words left her lips, Wang Yao transformed into a red afterimage, plummeting down with the force of lightning.
Immediately afterward, Old Master Lan's painful screams and wails were heard.
"Ah!"
Ouch!
"Wipe, rub, rub!"
Upon seeing this, Jiang Fan gasped and looked at Lan Shengxue.
"Has your grandfather always been this brave?"
Before Lan Shengxue could answer, the Crazy Old Man spoke first, "Do you know what his nickname used to be?"
Jiang Fan shook his head, "I'm still young, how could I possibly know?"
"Damn!" The Crazy Old Man's eyes widened like saucers. "You're pretty brave, kid!"
Daring to mention his young age in front of Wang Yao, does he have a death wish?
Thinking of this, the Crazy Old Man looked up at Wang Yao and Lan Mingxi, who had been knocked back into the sky, and then glared at Jiang Fan.
You're lucky Wang Yao was focused on beating Lan Mingxi, otherwise if you'd overheard those words, you'd be in big trouble.
Meeting the warning look in the Crazy Old Man's eyes, Jiang Fan belatedly realized that he had spoken too quickly and felt a wave of fear wash over him.
The thought of Lan Mingxi's miserable state sent chills down his spine.
He's not as resilient as Lan Mingxi.
At this moment, Lan Shengxue took over the conversation.
What is my grandfather's nickname?
Clearly, she was also very interested.
The Crazy Old Man raised an eyebrow and said, " Iron-Headed Lan."
Upon hearing this nickname, Jiang Fan and Lan Shengxue exchanged a glance, then looked up at Lan Mingxi, who was still verbally abusing them by calling them "Auntie" while being beaten up.
Hmm... that's pretty stubborn.
Having watched the spectacle to his heart's content, the Crazy Old Man turned to Xu Zhenyue, who stood there dumbfounded, and asked with a smile:
"Do you still want to introduce his granddaughter to him now?"
Xu Zhenyue shook his head vigorously, as if it were a rattle-drum. He was joking; Lan Mingxi was no weaker than him, and he didn't want to be beaten into a pig's head by Wang Yao.
Well, maybe his condition is worse.
The next morning.
When Jiang Fan woke up, he found the door wide open and Lan Shengxue leaning against the door frame.
"Huh? What's this?"
Lan Shengxue glanced to his side.
What does that mean?
Jiang Fan turned his head in confusion to look to the side, and the next second he was so shocked by the curvaceous woman lying next to him that he jumped off the bed in a somersault. After his feet landed on the ground, he stared at the person on the bed with wide, shocked eyes.
Wang Yao smiled alluringly, her eyes sparkling, and she was dressed in a flamboyant manner.
"You're so happy to see me?"
Jiang Fan's lips twitched, and without caring about Wang Yao's status, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
To Wang Yao, this appearance was utterly adorable.
How did you end up in my bed?
Wang Yao curled up like a caterpillar, supporting herself on one side with one hand, making her already voluptuous body even more concave.
"What do you mean 'your bed'? It's clearly your and my bed. Besides, we've slept together, so you have to take responsibility for me. Tell me, when are you going to marry me?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan couldn't help but twitch his lips again.
He really wanted to ask the other person, "What's your face made of, Spirit Weapon?"
But because he really didn't want to become like Lan Mingxi, he had no choice but to endure it.
At this moment, Lan Shengxue spoke up.
"You and she didn't do anything last night."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan remembered that Lan Shengxue was still at the door.
What are you doing here?
Lan Shengxue glanced at Wang Yao and said calmly, "I knew she would come."
"So you came?" Jiang Fan asked, picking up where he left off.
"Mm." Lan Shengxue nodded.
So, she stayed up all night?
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan was inexplicably moved and cast a grateful glance at Lan Shengxue.
Fortunately, Lan Shengxue was watching at the door; otherwise, Wang Yao might have taken advantage of him in some way, perhaps even taking advantage of him completely.
Indeed, boys also need to protect themselves when they're out and about.
Just as Jiang Fan was secretly rejoicing, the Crazy Old Man came over.
"Pack up, let's head back to Fortress No. 1. There's a surprise for you—"
Before he could finish speaking, the Crazy Old Man who had just reached the door almost popped his eyes out when he saw Wang Yao lying on Jiang Fan's bed.
If Lan Shengxue hadn't been there, he would have definitely thought the two of them had already slept together.
If that were the case, he feared he wouldn't be able to protect his precious disciple either.
"Ahem." Jiang Fan cleared his throat, too lazy to continue ignoring Wang Yao, and went to the Crazy Old Man's side. "What surprise did you say?"
"Since it's a surprise, there's no point in talking about it. Let's go back to Fortress No. 1."
"Are we going back now?" Jiang Fan was a little reluctant. So many demonic beasts were waiting for him to convert into points. To be honest, he had been making a fortune every day during his stay in the Southern Wilderness Fortress, and he was reluctant to leave.
The Crazy Old Man saw right through Jiang Fan's thoughts. "I knew you were addicted to killing demonic beasts, but I didn't expect it to be this bad. I really don't understand. I consider myself pretty crazy at killing demonic beasts, but compared to you when I was young, haha, I'm not as freakish as you. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were killed by a demonic beast in your past life."
"That's right." Jiang Fan muttered to himself, not very loudly, so the Crazy Old Man didn't quite hear him.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing."
The Crazy Old Man gave Jiang Fan a suspicious look, then didn't continue the topic.
"You can't stay here. Great Psychic as young as you, if you continue to stay here, will definitely attract more powerful demonic beasts. Not only will you die, but you'll also drag the soldiers of the entire Southern Wilderness Fortress down with you through wave after wave of disasters."
Since the Crazy Old Man had said so, Jiang Fan naturally couldn't stay any longer.
Ultimately, it comes down to my own lack of ability.
The master and apprentice left the room while talking, and Lan Shengxue followed them out after they left.
In the end, only Wang Yao and the Little Turtle remained.
"I'm leaving too."
Just as the Little Turtle was about to leave, a slender hand grabbed its tail.
Why are you running so fast? I'm not going to eat you.
"Let go first, he's already far away, I have to catch up." The Little Turtle watched Jiang Fan walk further and further away, and anxiously pedaled its legs incessantly on the bed sheet.
Upon seeing this, Wang Yao smiled radiantly.
"Don't you hate him? You were absolutely unwilling when you agreed to protect him. I've thought about it, and I'm not one to force anyone. Since you're unwilling, you'll stay by my side obediently from now on."