Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 611 - 610: Traveling Companions (Part 1)

"That’s hard to say," Xuan Ying said, "because they haven’t competed yet."

"Haven’t competed yet?" Situ Nan’s eyes flickered slightly, and the corner of his lips curled up as his sword unexpectedly attacked Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan stepped back several steps, frowning, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Duan Yunfei’s Feihong Sword was already at Situ Nan’s neck in an instant.

Situ Nan laughed cheerfully, withdrew his sword, and said, "Fast reflexes indeed!"

Duan Yunfei also withdrew his sword and said coldly, "I advise Young Master Situ to restrain himself a bit, after all, blades are blind."

Situ Nan chuckled, "Just a joke, no need to take it so seriously, Young Master Duan."

"Ha—"

Le Zhao, leaning against a tree, yawned and stretched lazily, "It’s getting late, time to head back for a wash and sleep."

"Everyone, let’s go!"

Situ Nan gestured invitingly to the group.

Duan Yunfei shot him a cold glance, then stepped forward, pulling Shen Qinglan and Le Zhao along as he walked ahead.

As soon as they returned to the residence, Xuan Ying couldn’t help but complain, "There are too many mosquitoes here, I’ve been bitten a few times already, how can I sleep like this?"

Situ Nan laughed, "There is Insect Repellent Incense in the house, Young Master Xuan, don’t worry."

"Don’t waste words with him!" Le Zhao pulled Xuan Ying over, shooting a warning glance at Situ Nan, "We’re here, Young Master Situ, you should go to your room and rest."

Situ Nan was taken aback, and when he came to his senses, they had already walked far away. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

He clicked his tongue and said, "I’d heard Young Master Le liked the company of men, and it seems true."

He curled his lips, "If I were to have interest, it would be in Miss Shen, why guard against me like this?"

"Truly embarrassing!" A hoarse voice sounded nearby.

Situ Nan didn’t even need to turn around to know who it was.

Old Hong walked over, raising an eyebrow, "Admitting defeat now?"

"Yes!" Situ Nan nodded, "I’ve admitted it."

He stared in the direction the others had left, "I didn’t expect that Duan Yunfei, who isn’t much older than me, could have such high martial arts skills. The Jianghu rumors are indeed true."

Old Hong snorted coldly, "As a disciple of Chu Wuqu, where could he fall short?"

"That’s not necessarily true!" Situ Nan turned back, looking at Old Hong, "I’m still your disciple, and I almost burned down the kitchen with one of my dishes."

"At least you know," Old Hong said disdainfully, "I really don’t know how I was blind back then, not picking any of those with culinary talent, but taking in someone as useless and unprogressive as you."

"How can you say that," Situ Nan snorted coldly, "I was a prodigy warrior, but with you, I became neither proficient in martial arts nor in cooking. I must have been blind to choose you as my master back then."

"Hey?" Old Hong glared at him and shouted angrily, "What did you just say, boy?"

Situ Nan shrank his neck and immediately admitted defeat, "Nothing, nothing, haha... just joking, Master."

"Why aren’t you washing up yet?" Old Hong snorted coldly, "Others returned unscathed, but look at you, with a cut on your face, and your clothes are torn and dirty, utterly shameful."

Situ Nan pouted, imitating Old Hong’s expression, muttering to himself before smiling, "Master, I’ll head back first then, you should rest early."

"Wait." Old Hong said, "Aren’t you going back to Bright Moon City in a couple of days? If I’m not mistaken, that boy Duan is also likely heading to Bright Moon City. You could travel with them, and have company on the road."