Su Yang glared fiercely at Tian Kangtai, as if he would lash out at any moment and tear a piece of flesh from him.
Tian Kangtai remained unfazed, keeping his gesture of invitation. Since the young master had given the order, Young Master Su Yang had to shake the tree.
Su Yang, his heart filled with rage, stomped his feet and strode towards the tree. He raised his hand and struck the thick trunk with blow after blow.
Ten jin!
Ten jin!
Ten jin!
...
"The tree stands, you live; the tree falls, you die."
Xie Jiang happened to be on the second floor, leaning on the railing and looking down at the frenzied Su Yang.
"For every trunk you break, I'll chop off one of your fingers."
Su Yang turned back to look at the cold and ruthless figure in the distance, disbelief etched on his face!
"You didn't tell me to shake it!" Su Yang almost roared, wishing he could spew all his anger onto Xie Jiang's face, to show her how heartless she was!
Xie Jiang said, "Are your pectoral and abdominal muscles just for show? Or are they merely ornamental and useless?"
Su Yang could not tolerate such a challenge from Xie Jiang!
He immediately leaped up, slamming his iron-like chest against the tree trunk, causing the ancient tree to tremble and its leaves to fall.
"Quite sturdy," Xie Jiang commented from upstairs.
Su Yang, his anger burning and feeling deeply humiliated, suddenly had an epiphany upon hearing this.
Since he had already taken off his clothes, why let it be in vain? How could he be inferior to that person named Yi? If that person Yi could capture the young master's attention, why couldn't he?
Su Yang adjusted his direction and angle, using his chest and then his abdomen, colliding with the tree trunk in various ways.
He was determined that from Xie Jiang's perspective, every movement would make her heart skip a beat.
The sound of thuds echoed throughout the courtyard of Fuyun Xuan.
"Your movements are too crude. I told you to embrace it and shake it, not to beat your muscles and bones."
To Su Yang's dismay, Xie Jiang spoke again. He wished she would just keep quiet. "It means to shake it beautifully, to the point where Aunt He and Yueyue can't look away."
Yueyue covered her face, not daring to look up.
Aunt He wanted to spit. How old was she!
How could she possibly enjoy watching these things...
Though she inwardly chided the young master for his lack of propriety, wondering where he learned these tricks, her eyes were uncontrollably drawn to the sight.
Martial artists had strong physiques, but Su Yang's muscles were not overly defined. He was tall and healthy, his well-trained muscles forming graceful lines. Coupled with Su Yang's deliberate attempts to be alluring, Aunt He couldn't blink for a long time.
He was quite good-looking.
Su Yang's breath hitched, and his body faltered, nearly slamming his face into the tree trunk.
What did she mean by shaking it beautifully! To make Aunt He and Yueyue unable to look away! Was she asking him to posture and preen!
It wasn't impossible to shake a tree beautifully, as long as she was willing to watch, what was there for him to hold back!
But as Su Yang steadied himself and looked up, he saw the heartless figure leaning against the railing on the second floor, leaving only a retreating back. In the blink of an eye, even that disappeared.
Su Yang was so enraged he almost cursed her as a scumbag. The moment he opened his mouth, he saw her figure reappear. Su Yang's pent-up anger instantly transformed into ecstatic joy.
Who knew why he was so easily swayed!
Although she was truly detestable, he was magnanimous and could forgive her!
Xie Jiang leaned on the railing and sighed, "You took off your clothes too early. You should have taken them off while shaking, doing it slowly. Or should you put them back on and take them off again?"
Su Yang's face turned ashen, smoke practically rising from his ears.
He! Would! Kill! Her!
"Do you want to watch me shake it while taking off my clothes?"
"Yes."
Not particularly interested, but Xie Jiang felt she could endure it for a while longer. "Then hurry up."
She wanted Yi Yan Geng to shake it and take off his clothes for her, but knowing Yi Yan Geng's temper, it was impossible. Even forcefully tearing them off would be difficult.
She could try to superimpose Su Yang's face onto Yi Yan Geng's and have a good dream later.
Su Yang gritted his teeth, "I won't!"
Although he wanted to get into her bed, he wasn't without his principles!
Xie Jiang turned and entered the room without a hint of lingering.
Su Yang opened his mouth to speak, but the heartless woman left too quickly. He didn't even have time to ask her to stay!
If she had just held on for a moment longer, even for a single sentence, how much would his principles be worth!
Su Yang's eyes, reddened by anger, stared intently in the direction Xie Jiang had disappeared for a long time. This time, she did not return.
Su Yang's heart grew cold, then hot, then cold again, a feeling of indescribable discomfort.
How could she be so heartless to him? If she were like this to everyone, it would be one thing; he would simply consider her naturally cold-hearted.
But she was clearly still infatuated with Yi Yan Geng. She was capable of deep affection, but she had given it all to that one person.
Not even a little bit was intended for him.
What kind of spell had Yi Yan Geng cast on her? She had clearly forgotten some things completely. The River of Forgetfulness water brewed by Lou Yi An had no antidote. Did she even know who Yi Yan Geng was before coming to the capital?
Su Yang had investigated for several days. The acquaintance between Yi Yan Geng and Xie Jiang was not a secret. Yi Yan Geng, on his way back to the capital after seeking medical treatment, had incidentally heard that the poison doctor was on Mount Hexian, so he detoured to seek treatment there. Unexpectedly, on his way up the mountain, he happened to encounter Xie Jiang, who was on her way to the capital.
From all that he had investigated, the meeting between the two was purely coincidental.
But where were there so many coincidences in the world? Many seemingly coincidental events were planned with ulterior motives behind them.
Yi Yan Geng was simply deluded.
Judging by how dazed the young master was, one could see Yi Yan Geng's methods. He might not be able to handle him alone.
Su Yang had always detested He Zhifei's feigned aloofness. Now, with a great enemy at hand, it would be best for them to put aside their past grievances and join forces.
Su Yang gazed in the direction of the bedroom on the second floor, his anger gradually freezing into ice.
Seeing the young master enter the room, Aunt He hurriedly suppressed her overflowing curiosity and rushed after him.
If only her eyeballs could remain in the courtyard, to be reinserted later.
The young master too, if he had such a good idea, why didn't he suggest it earlier?
If Young Master Su Yang had been a little more shy and then agreed, would he have been happy with such a sudden idea?
Shaking the tree while taking off clothes in a showy manner, was this how those little sprites in Chunse Manyuan captured the young master's heart?
The young master's inability to open his eyes clearly indicated he hadn't slept well. Who knew which little sprite had taken advantage of him last night.
Su Yang remained motionless for a long time. Tian Kangtai reminded him, "Young Master Su Yang, the young master ordered that it must exceed ten jin."
No matter how absurd the young master's orders were, as long as they were given, they had to be carried out without compromise.
Su Yang finally withdrew his gaze, his eyes sweeping over Tian Kangtai as coldly as swords.
Ten jin it is!
If he got injured, he would use a sob story! He wouldn't leave Fuyun Xuan!
Su Yang leaped up with all his might, slamming his sturdy chest against the tree trunk, the dull thuds echoing in the courtyard.
With his only audience gone, Su Yang no longer cared about the angle or his posture, leaping and colliding mechanically.
Tian Kangtai watched expressionlessly, feeling that Su Yang resembled a stranded piranha, ferociously thrashing on the shore.