Chapter 2294: Owe You (1)

Yang Ruxin rolled her eyes at Dao Xuzi: "Old man, can’t you say something nice?"

"Nope." Dao Xuzi continued to focus on his alchemy furnace.

Yang Ruxin exhaled, choosing not to argue with the old man and handed over the letter.

Dao Xuzi took it with a puzzled look, then suddenly jumped up: "What do you mean by this, girl? You want me to work like a laborer again? I’m telling you, I won’t do it, I..."

Yang Ruxin calmly watched the old man’s antics.

"I won’t go." Dao Xuzi finally tired himself out and sat back down.

Yang Ruxin crossed her arms and looked down at him: "Then you take care of your whatever mountain sect yourself, I won’t bother anymore."

"You’re the Sect Leader now, why wouldn’t you take care of it?"

"Everything I say as Sect Leader, you don’t listen to at all, so what’s the point of doing this job?" Yang Ruxin glared.

"You..." Dao Xuzi turned away, refusing to look at her.

"Really not going?" Yang Ruxin slightly raised an eyebrow.

Dao Xuzi didn’t reply.

"Then forget it." Yang Ruxin sighed, "In the future, Xiaolun and Xiaoyin’s poison solutions, my blood, just don’t..."

"Alright, fine, I’ll go, okay?" Dao Xuzi finally couldn’t hold it in, "I owe you this."

"It’s because, Master, you’re so generous." Yang Ruxin laughed, "In the future, Xiaolun and Xiaoyin’s poison and my blood, whenever you want it, you can take it, as much as you need."

"Enough already." Dao Xuzi rolled his eyes at Yang Ruxin, "If you turn into a dried out husk, what would I do then?"

Yang Ruxin just stuck out her tongue.

"Send a message to Yong You and have them head south too." Dao Xuzi exhaled, "It’s about time to toughen them up a bit."

"Thank you, Master." Yang Ruxin smiled, "Actually, if it wasn’t for three weddings to handle, I would’ve gone myself. Don’t worry, once the weddings are over, if the fighting down there is still going on, I’ll go help out too."

Once it was confirmed that Dao Xuzi would personally go, Yang Ruxin immediately wrote a letter and gave it to Xiaohei, so that Gu Qingheng could have some peace of mind.

When it came to dinner, Yang Ruxin personally prepared an especially sumptuous meal as a farewell gesture for Dao Xuzi.

"Just wait, once we’re done with a few weddings here, we’ll come over to join you." Nian Qianqian looked at Dao Xuzi, "How about that? Isn’t that loyal?"

"Loyal." Dao Xuzi replied, munching on a fried meatball, "So what about you two?"

Nian Qianqian immediately rolled her eyes, then suddenly leaned towards Dao Xuzi: "Ming Xu, why don’t you marry me?"

"Cough cough..." A fish ball lodged in Dao Xuzi’s throat, nearly choking the old man to death; it took ages for him to cough it out, and then he glared at Nian Qianqian, "Are you trying to murder me?"

"Am I really that unwelcome?" Nian Qianqian suddenly sighed.

"No, what’s going on with you two?" Dao Xuzi looked at Changyangzi.

Changyangzi chuckled, "Qianqian, don’t say things out of anger."

"Don’t call me, I don’t know you." Nian Qianqian pouted.

"How could that be? We’ve already been intimate." Changyangzi looked innocent, "Saying you don’t know me now, it’s too late."

Nian Qianqian suddenly slammed her chopsticks on the table: "Zhang Changyang, I regret being intimate with you, I’ll just consider it being bitten by a dog, okay?"

"Nope, there’s a big difference between being bitten by me and being bitten by a dog."

"You..." Nian Qianqian was so mad she couldn’t speak, so she turned around and flew out swiftly.