God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 629 - 698, Warmth

The brothers’ spirits were not very high, and when Fang Yi entered, they glanced at him with disdain and then turned their heads away.

Fang Yi approached them and said with a slight smile, "Hello there."

"Hello my ass!" Fang Heng exclaimed, "You Dragon Team folks are just unreasonable!"

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow, "Oh? How so?"

"Do you know who we are? We are members of the Fang Family!" a youth said, his name was Fang Heng.

"Hmm, distant members of the Fang Family," Fang Yi responded with a ruthless retort.

Instantly, Fang Heng and Fang Kong, the brothers, were furious, their faces strained with veins. No one in any family wanted to be referred to as a collateral branch, especially not in such a humiliating manner.

"Who are you?" Fang Kong coldly asked.

"Heh, you come to deal with me without even knowing who I am. What do you have in your heads, glue or more glue?" Fang Yi laughed.

Fang Heng and Fang Kong’s expressions changed immediately, and they both stepped back in unison while looking at Fang Yi.

"You... you are that despicable... Fang Yi?!" Fang Heng’s voice trembled, barely stopping himself from saying ’bastard.’

Although Fang Yi was smiling at that moment, they had an intuition that if Fang Yi really got angry, neither of them would end up well.

Furthermore, the incident from the previous night at the Jinrong Building involving Fang Yi had also reached their ears. They dared not underestimate him any longer.

"Smart of you not to say those words out loud," Fang Yi said, stepping closer.

The brothers kept retreating until they were up against the wall, with no further room to back up.

"What... what do you want to do?" Fang Kong asked, panicked.

"Nothing much, just want to ask you two a few things. If you cooperate, I won’t have to use my fists, but if not, then I apologize in advance," Fang Yi calmly stated.

...

Ten minutes later, Fang Yi left and then proceeded to another cell.

Wang Tong and Mo Shu stood at a side of the wall, heads bowed, while only Mao Yanfeng was sitting, clearly indicating his immense authority.

Upon seeing Fang Yi arrive, Wang Tong and Mo Shu had complex expressions. They could never have imagined that someone they once saw as merely a first-stage Earth Level could be a sixth-stage Earth Level master now and even have their protector detained here.

Fang Yi cocked his head and lit a cigarette, exhaling a puff of smoke and smiling, "Mao Yanfeng, how do you like the new environment?"

Mao Yanfeng suddenly raised his head to stare at Fang Yi, saying, "If I wanted to kill you right now, you wouldn’t be able to escape."

With no concern, Fang Yi smiled and replied, "You can try."

Mao Yanfeng’s fist suddenly clenched, but without any force. He could only stare helplessly, unable to do anything because... several of his acupoints had been sealed.

That was why Fang Yi had come here alone, confident in facing Mao Yanfeng, a first-stage Heavenly Level.

After a long silence, Mao Yanfeng said, "You win."

Fang Yi smiled slightly, "Good, then I’ll be straightforward. Mao Yanfeng, join me."

Wang Tong and Mo Shu were shocked, as was Mao Yanfeng.

"You gravely injured my son, and now you want me to join you?!" Mao Yanfeng bellowed, "Fang Yi, a man can be killed but not insulted!"

Fang Yi calmly responded, "Mao Yanfeng, don’t be angry, let’s talk it over."

Mao Yanfeng angrily declared, "There’s nothing to discuss!" not leaving any room for negotiation.

Fang Yi asked, "Then how can we discuss?"

Mao Yanfeng said, "My son was gravely injured by you, and you also shattered his lifeline; only tit for tat will do!"

"Quite the statement about tit for tat, Mao Yanfeng," Fang Yi responded clearly, "I can heal your son’s lifeline, and I can heal his serious injuries as well. Would that open up room for negotiation?"

Mao Yanfeng’s expression turned odd as he replied, "Even so, I am a protector of the White Lotus Sect and also a Heavenly Level expert. Why would I follow someone at Earth Level Six like you?"

Fang Yi chuckled and patiently said, "If it were before, the White Lotus Sect indeed had its glory days, but now, the White Lotus Sect is really everyone’s target. I may only be at Earth Level Six now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t advance to Heavenly Level, and moreover..."

"What?"

"What the White Lotus Sect can provide you, I can provide; what the White Lotus Sect cannot provide you, I also can provide," Fang Yi calmly stated.

It sounded like boasting, but Mao Yanfeng, who had once battled with Fang Yi, vaguely felt that Fang Yi was not just making empty promises.

"Mao Yanfeng, take your time to think about it." Fang Yi was not urgent to get an answer right away and thus turned and left.

In fact, the reason Fang Yi had spent so much effort trying to persuade Mao Yanfeng was due to his own considerations. Fang Yi had realized that there were too few experts around him and needed to recruit some powerful allies.

Those of lower realms did not appeal to him, and those at much higher realms were hard to come by; Mao Yanfeng, however, was a good candidate.

As for whether Mao Yanfeng would agree, Fang Yi was not worried about him declining.

There’s no price that can’t be opened in this world, just prices one cannot afford; as long as Mao Yanfeng dared to name a price, Fang Yi could meet it.

Arriving outside the prison, Fang Yi greeted Zhao Guosheng and then left the secret base.

When he got home, it was already evening. As Fang Yi opened the door, he saw a bustling figure.

From the kitchen, Xia Ziqi came out carrying a plate of braised fish, her sleeves rolled up to reveal her pale, lotus-root-like arms, and an apron tied around her waist highlighting her competent and housewifely demeanor.

Upon seeing Fang Yi, a lively smile appeared on Xia Ziqi’s face.

"Back already."

"Mhm."

"Go wash your hands. Yuying and I have finished preparing the meal; it’ll be ready in a few minutes," Xia Ziqi said with a smile.

Fang Yi nodded, then suddenly wondered—could Fang Yuying actually cook? When had she become so domestic? fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Fang Yi dared not ask; he quickly ran past the kitchen to wash his hands. In the living room, he did not find Song Wuliang or Qian’er, but suddenly he heard tinkling laughter and Cai Cai’s crisp words coming from the bedroom.

There was a computer in Fang Yi’s bedroom. Gently pushing the door open, he saw three people seated in front of the computer—Qian’er and Cai Cai sitting side by side, while Song Wuliang frenetically typed on the keyboard and maneuvered the mouse.

Fang Yi took a closer look and saw the computer screen turning black.

"Ha ha, Uncle Song, you’re so silly," Cai Cai laughed loudly.

"It’s not silly; it was just a slip!" Song Wuliang said, rosy-cheeked, turning to Qian’er apologetically, "It was a mistake just now, sorry about that."

Qian’er chuckled, "You made a mistake, why apologize to me?"

Song Wuliang’s palms were sweaty, not from the game or gripping the mouse too tightly earlier, but from the nervousness he felt now, seeing Qian’er’s laughing face growing more urgent.

"It’s... it’s because I fear making you upset..." Song Wuliang nervously explained.

"I’m not upset," Qian’er spoke, "Since it was a mistake, just win it back."

With such encouragement, Song Wuliang felt invigorated, "Okay!"

Cai Cai clapped her hands, "Go Uncle Song!"

Fang Yi did not want to disturb them; he washed his face and hands and returned to the living room. Xia Ziqi was carrying a bowl of soup, walking cautiously, as if afraid of falling.

However, the more she feared, the more likely errors were to occur. Somehow, Xia Ziqi tripped over her own feet, her delicate body staggering. Seeing this, Fang Yi rushed forward in a few quick strides and caught Xia Ziqi.

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