Knowing that Ye Tiancheng was not easily swayed, Wang Xiaomiao had prepared herself before coming. Now that she had no leverage to coerce Ye Tiancheng, her only thought in coming to talk to him was to use a tearful approach.
"Brother Ye, you not only owe Xiao Pang a debt of gratitude, but you owe me an even greater debt, like the sea. In my heart, I've always treated you as a brother. Now that your sister is in trouble, my brother surely won't abandon me."
After speaking, Wang Xiaomiao couldn't help but cry again, her tears streaming down like falling pear blossoms. She looked truly pitiable and tragic, as if she wouldn't stop crying for a long time.
A woman's crying can make a man feel incompetent, which is why most men dislike hearing women cry. For Ye Tiancheng, the biggest problem was that hearing Wang Xiaomiao cry made him feel agitated.
"Please stop crying. I'm too embarrassed to lay a hand on you, but if you keep crying in front of me, I might have to call security to handle it."
"Brother Ye, are you really so heartless? We have some acquaintance, don't you even consider our past relationship?"
Wang Xiaomiao's actions had already made Ye Tiancheng very unhappy. Now, she was employing this tactic of moral blackmail, which made Ye Tiancheng even more displeased.
"If you're not leaving, then I'm leaving. I really can't stand women crying and making a fuss in front of me."
Seeing that Ye Tiancheng was not joking and was genuinely impatient, Wang Xiaomiao, being no fool, knew she couldn't press her luck.
"Brother Ye, I think your mood isn't great today. I'll come back another time then. When you're in a better mood, we can have a good chat."
After saying this, Wang Xiaomiao left dejectedly. She feared that if she stayed any longer, it wouldn't soften Ye Tiancheng's heart but rather increase his dislike for her.
After she left, Ye Tiancheng finally had some peace. He had been extremely annoyed by her crying and fussing. Now, his mind was clearer. The noisy woman was finally gone, and he hoped she wouldn't bother him again.
Ye Tiancheng had only been quiet for a short while when he suddenly received a call from a subordinate.
"Boss, Brother Pang drank too much at the bar and seems to have gotten into some sort of dispute, related to a woman. Hurry over and take a look."
Pangzi never went to places like bars. Ever since he married Wang Xiaomiao, he had been a devoted husband, better than anyone else in his kindness to his wife. It was truly baffling that he would do something so out of character.
Ye Tiancheng hung up the phone and didn't dare to delay. He quickly drove to the bar. As he reached the entrance of the bar, Ye Tiancheng realized it was familiar. A dream he had forgotten before resurfaced in his mind.
Ye Tiancheng had been here before, but only in his dreams. Now that he was here again, it seemed to be destiny's guidance, and Ye Tiancheng couldn't escape it.
On the way to the bar, Ye Tiancheng was still thinking. There was a time when he was indifferent to worldly desires, but in this world where strength reigns supreme, he had to strive for progress to protect those around him.
When Xiao Pang encountered problems, Ye Tiancheng realized he was still not strong enough.
Ye Tiancheng set a new goal. He had previously worked hard to find the six fragments of the Fuxi Qin, because only when all six fragments were found could a complete divine artifact be assembled.
Therefore, he had to find the people he needed to find. Those who appeared in his dreams could be clues. Of course, Ye Tiancheng had even grander ambitions, which was to collect all six divine artifacts and consult them. Currently, this was the most meaningful pursuit for Ye Tiancheng.
From now on, the dangers would only increase. Ye Tiancheng had to become very strong, or he would be ruthlessly eliminated.
Ye Tiancheng was merely thinking this to himself, but unfortunately, the Nuwa Stone could hear people's thoughts. His intentions were indeed stolen by the Nuwa Stone.
"Not bad, you brat. I feel like you've grown a lot. You know what to do without me having to tell you."
"I've wanted to find all the divine artifacts for a long time, but just striving isn't enough. I need to meet some of the people from my dreams; they are all opportunities for me to find the divine artifacts."
"Usually, I'm the one who says profound things that others can't understand. You've reversed that. I can understand every word you say, but when they're put together, I'm sorry, but I really don't understand."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. As long as you accompany me, you'll soon understand what I'm doing."
The Nuwa Stone had no doubts about Ye Tiancheng's strength, especially since Ye Tiancheng always had a premonition, which even the Nuwa Stone couldn't fathom.
"Alright, you brat, do as you please. I wish you success."
The Nuwa Stone couldn't force anything and could only watch silently, wanting to see what extraordinary qualities Ye Tiancheng possessed to speak so boldly. As time passed, everything would have an answer.
The most reassuring thing for the Nuwa Stone was that it could exist for a very, very long time. If Ye Tiancheng failed, he would eventually be unable to escape the fate of being human, living for only a few decades at most, which was too short for the Nuwa Stone.
It was just a bar, but it was the biggest bar in the county. People from many surrounding small towns would come here to spend money.
After all, it was a bar in a town, not very high-end. To put it bluntly, it was just a tacky bar.
When Ye Tiancheng came before, he found it quite interesting. Now, it was like revisiting old grounds. As soon as he entered, the noisy music gave him a headache.
He wondered what drove the men and women dancing wildly on the dance floor to be so excited. Seeing these people now, the word "tacky" popped into Ye Tiancheng's mind.
If he added a few more words, it would be "extremely tacky."
Seeing the women in the bar dressed so provocatively, Ye Tiancheng couldn't muster any interest. It wasn't that he was an incompetent man, but rather that he simply looked down on women of this caliber.
Moreover, after everything he had been through, Ye Tiancheng preferred down-to-earth women who brought warmth and made him feel secure.
This place was a mix of people from all walks of life. Because the entrance fee was not high, those who came to dance were likely to be some working-class people who had no money.
They might struggle to afford meals during the day, but they came here to have fun at night. Ye Tiancheng despised these kinds of people the most. They poured all their worries here every day, but it was actually due to their own lack of ability. If they were too busy making money to have time, who would come here to kill time, unless they were crazy.
It seemed that poor people were indeed peculiar. Ye Tiancheng warned himself never to revert to his former self, the one who, as a farmer, had limited exposure. He also wouldn't spend half the day showing off in a tacky bar, thinking he was something special, when in reality, others saw him as just a plebeian who couldn't make it to the big stage.
"Why would just anyone dare to come to a bar? You look a bit tacky. If you're going out, you should dress more glamorously. You're not showing enough respect. Hurry back to school, you poor student!"
Bars are places prone to disputes and fights because everyone drinks too much and inexplicably gains courage.
Normally, they might be the type to be bullied, but now that they've had a drink, they feel invincible, believing that no one but God can control them. This is why they turn into bullies, preying on those who appear honest and simple.
Take Ye Tiancheng now, for example. He was dressed very ordinarily, giving off the impression of a poor student or a programmer. In any case, he didn't seem to fit in here, and his presence here made him a target for bullying.
"Yeah, why are all sorts of losers coming to play here? Hey, brother, be careful not to lower the standard here."
Someone else chimed in to support the previous speaker. Ye Tiancheng found the person speaking next to him a bit familiar. Looking at his thick beard, Ye Tiancheng quickly remembered.
"Heizi, is that you?"
"How do you know me? Have I become so famous that even someone in your situation remembers me so vividly? I must be your idol, right?"
This Heizi was even more annoying than in his dreams. There were too many people in the bar, so Ye Tiancheng couldn't act. Otherwise, he wouldn't waste words and would have slapped him twice first.
"You are indeed my idol, but I'm not here to see you today. I'm here to find my brother."
Ye Tiancheng's gaze didn't linger on Heizi but continued to look around. The subordinate who had called earlier said Xiao Pang was being held here, and Ye Tiancheng needed to rescue his brother promptly.
"Oh my, such a handsome guy like you can come to this shabby bar? I'm really having a great harvest today."
A familiar voice came, and Ye Tiancheng even felt a pair of soft, boneless hands on his arm, accompanied by a strong perfume. However, to Ye Tiancheng, who was accustomed to high-end perfumes, the scent had a slight hint of cheapness.
"It's you, Li Yuanyuan. Long time no see."
Li Yuanyuan had been wearing a charming smile just moments ago. Upon hearing Ye Tiancheng say her name, her eyes widened instantly. At that moment, she truly lived up to her name. The reason her eyes widened so much was her sheer surprise.
"How do you know my name?"
"If I told you I had a crush on you, would you believe me?"
Ye Tiancheng said it casually. He didn't want Yuanyuan to become an obstacle, so he spoke a few kind words. In reality, Ye Tiancheng's heart was already calm, and the possibility of a crush didn't exist.
"It's a shame the lighting in this bar is too dim, otherwise, you might see my face blush. You're a clean-cut and handsome young man, why would you be interested in me?"
Li Yuanyuan felt a bit insecure at that moment, thinking that if they hadn't met like this, perhaps they could have had a good start.
She didn't want to lie to herself; she was indeed a bit smitten with Ye Tiancheng. However, a relationship isn't easy to start, and she couldn't completely lose her heart just because of Ye Tiancheng's words.
"Yuanyuan, don't listen to this trash talking nonsense. Look at him, he's clearly a poor loser. You are the goddess in everyone's hearts. Goddesses are admired by losers, they don't deserve to be obtained by losers."
Heizi's constant use of the word "loser" made Ye Tiancheng want to laugh. Only those who are truly losers themselves would constantly call others losers. It was clear from this that Heizi was very insecure about his own appearance.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have covered his entire face with a thick beard. It wasn't because he thought he was ugly, but out of fear of affecting the city's appearance. In fact, it was good this way; if he shaved off all that beard, people might vomit just by looking at him.
"Heizi, we are all cultivators. You know you're not my match, so I advise you to watch your words. Getting injured is painful, and the recovery process is not pleasant."