Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“That fiancé of yours has so background,” he said seemingly casually while clinking glasses with Sheng Yang.
Sheng Yang stared at the liquid in her glass without drinking. “You’re overpraising.”
Lan Ran’s eyes twitched. “Who did you learn that from?”
“Him.”
“…”
Lan Ran was speechless. He rembered that she wasn’t like this when he first t Sheng Yang. She had changed a little now, and her image had also beco a little more lively.
At least as her friend, he was happy for her.
“Those people are already desperate. What are you going to do next?” Lan Ran was different from Sister Qian. He had known Sheng Yang for a long ti and knew that she wasn’t the kind of person to be manipulated.
Sheng Yang lowered her eyes. “I’ll stay put.”
Lan Ran: “???”
Suddenly, he realized he couldn’t read her.
The conversation between the two of them was not about sothing pleasant, so they ended it soon after. The person who was spying on them called the Tong family. “Sheng Yang and the eldest son of the Lan family know each other, but I can tell that the two of them aren’t very close. I don’t see anything special about that punk from the Lan family.”
Tong Ang lay on the recliner and closed his eyes, feeling a little relieved. “Alright, there’s no need to keep an eye on Lan Ran. Focus on Sheng Yang. I want to make sure nothing goes wrong.”
He had put the call on speakerphone for Long Xian, who was cultivating. When he heard this, he suddenly put away his sword. Without even going through Tong Ang, he instructed, “Continue to keep an eye on that kid from the Lan family.”
Tong Ang’s face fell. Was Long Xian openly opposing him?
This was a subordinate of the Tong family.
The person on the other line was put in a tough spot. Elder Tong had just said that there was no need to keep an eye on the guy from the Lan family, but now Mr. Long said that he wanted to keep an eye on him. Should he continue keeping an eye on him or not?
The atmosphere was in a deadlock and felt extrely heavy.
Tong Ang’s not-so-young face stared straight at Long Xian, who didn’t bother to explain, let alone compromise. The man never had to explain what he did to anyone.
Tong Ang took a deep breath. “Whatever you say, Mr. Long.”
“Mm.”
Although the stronghold looked sturdy, there were actually many small cracks at the bottom.
**
The Tong family’s ancient, rustic pronade was filled with long handrails that were carved with flowers on all sides. It was done in the style of ancient China. Even the simple chair for resting was made of fine gold threads, looking very opulent.
Long Xian walked forward with his hands behind his back. He looked like a sage, but he happened to et a figure not far away.
Tong Liang had never walked properly. His swagger was a stark contrast to Long Xian.
And now that he saw Long Xian, he walked even more unscrupulously!
Tong Ang was an enemy. An enemy’s friend was an enemy!
“Huh? Well, isn’t this Mr. Long, one of the Four Gods?” Tong Liang smiled slyly and blocked Long Xian’s path.
Long Xian’s white hair stood against the wind, but his face was so young that Tong Liang was a little jealous.
What in the world… He looked even older than Long Xian.
Long Xian just stared at him. “Are you soone from the Hall of One Man’s Rule?”
Tong Liang suddenly leaned closer, his small eyes sparkling as if he had expressed a strong interest in him. Then, he said slowly, “Tsk, you’re not worthy of talking to .”
Then, he walked off.
Long Xian stood there for a while and suddenly smiled. “Interesting.”
**
Following that, more and more students from Class 12 (6) got into trouble. There were about three to five of them. Other than Ding Xing, the rest were all from the main team who had done well in previous experints.
Everyone had only guessed that there was sothing fishy going on at the beginning, but now when everything was made so clear, they knew soone was behind this!
So of the students were furious. Were they just going to sit and wait for death?
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