"If there were a few more beauties, you could gather the Eight Beauties of the Two Worlds Hall," Ling said with a smile.

"Don't tease, don't tease!" I quickly waved my hand. "Are they my subordinates? If you say they are, I'll be the first to object. If you say they're my little ancestors, I'd say that's about right."

"Have you ever seen employees bullying their boss for no reason? Have you?"

Ling smiled and said, "It's not a question of whether I believe it, but whether the entire arts world believes it. Sometimes, fate works that way. You don't want to move forward, but an invisible hand pushes you along."

"After I finish this bottle of wine with you, I have something important to do. When I return, I want to ask you for a favor," Ling said, staring at me intently. "Maybe I'll be plotting against you."

I laughed and said, "For the sake of this bottle of wine you brought, what's it matter if you plot against me once? Speak, what is it?"

Ling shook his head. "I need to confirm some things. If that matter is really related to you, I must ask you for help. Otherwise, I might be able to bring you another bottle of wine."

After saying that, Ling left, leaving me with a parting shot, "Keep tricking girls into joining the Two Worlds Hall. I'm still waiting to see you leading a group of beauties across the martial world!"

After Ling left, I muttered to myself, "Who did Ling learn that from? He's getting more and more out of line."

"Eight Generals? The Eight Generals should be the same style, the same model, right? The girls in the Two Worlds Hall are about the same in terms of looks, but the gap in strength is too big. How can they be called the Eight Generals together?"

"This is absurd!"

I muttered as I walked back, while Lao Liu followed behind me in silence, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that Lao Liu wasn't saying anything, I knew he was up to something again. "Hey, Lao Liu, don't be scheming behind my back! The Eight Generals aren't mahjong or sweet bean sauce. Don't just lump them together."

Lao Liu said, "Master, only a few people were present when you underwent mortal transformation. We won't spread the news about the wolf shadow, but that doesn't mean others won't have ulterior motives!"

"Coffin Gate!" I stopped in my tracks. "Looks like we didn't teach Coffin Gate enough of a lesson. Lao Liu, can you think of a way to cause trouble for Coffin Gate?"

Lao Liu said, "Don't worry, Master. I'm good at causing trouble for people. You just focus on healing."

Ye Yang and I were both seriously injured this time. Ye Yang even suffered internal injuries and needed time to recover.

During that time, Wang Butcher not only cooked for us like we were pigs, but also cut off my cigarettes.

I wouldn't mind not eating for a day, but if I didn't smoke for a day, my eyes would glow blue. However, Wang Butcher was watching me too closely. She dared to kick down the door even when I hid in the toilet to smoke.

I barely took two puffs before she scared half my soul away. "You even kick down the door when I'm hiding in the toilet. Aren't you afraid I'm not wearing pants?"

Wang Butcher roared, "What haven't I seen? If you dare to hide in the toilet to smoke again, I'll pull your pants down even if you're wearing them!"

"A hooligan!" I had long realized that you can't reason with hooligans. You can't reason at all.

But I really couldn't do without smoking. After wandering around the house for a few days, I realized that Wang Butcher didn't check Ye Yang's room.

Ye Yang never smoked and was somewhat of a neat freak. Wang Butcher would never have thought I would hide in his room to smoke.

I sneaked into his room while Ye Yang was taking the cat out to sunbathe. I had just lit a cigarette and taken a puff when Ye Yang came back. Da Feng Novel

This guy must have had bad intentions coming in. I was about to run out the window when Ye Yang said, "Wang Butcher is outside."

I retracted my hand and turned to run towards the door, but Ye Yang said, "Qin Xin is in the corridor! They all think you went out to smoke and want to catch you in the act." Da Feng Novel Network

Ye Yang squinted at me and said, "I've already reported you!"

"What?" I had just said one word when Wang Butcher knocked on the door and came in.

I hadn't put out the cigarette in my hand. I couldn't bear to! It was just this one cigarette, and I had secretly hidden it. I didn't even dare to use a lighter to light it. I used internal energy.

When I saw Wang Butcher come in, I quickly turned around and stuffed the still-lit cigarette into Ye Yang's mouth.

Ye Yang never expected me to pull such a stunt. Half of the cigarette went into his mouth before I covered his mouth. I quickly transmitted my voice, "Don't make a sound. Bite the filter and don't let the cigarette burn your tongue. You help me save the cigarette, and I'll make you beggar's chicken."

Ye Yang's eyes lit up instantly.

The beggar's chicken I made was a secret recipe passed down from my master. Even top chefs couldn't make it. It took at least seven or eight hours to make one, so I only made it once because I found it too troublesome.

Ye Yang wanted to eat it again, but there was nothing he could do if I didn't make it.

To save my cigarette, I had to trade it with him.

Wang Butcher said with a gloomy face, "You're smoking again behind my back, aren't you? Your lungs are injured. You can't smoke now. Why can't you understand?"

I quickly shook my head. "No, no!"