"Sister Junxue, the personnel changes at Qianxue Beauty have been finalized and just need to..." A soft voice interrupted her.
Fang Junxue pushed open the door, Bai Qiushui behind her reporting on company matters. But when she saw the two people sitting upright in the room, she froze.
It wasn't for any other reason than that Nangong Qianyu's small face was as red as a ripe apple, almost dripping with juice.
In addition to that, her constantly darting eyes and flustered expression were impossible to hide.
All these signs pointed to a thick atmosphere.
Fang Junxue felt a sense of déjà vu at the scene before her.
It was as if, not long ago, she had been in a similar predicament. However, thanks to her strong emotional control, she hadn't shown much of a reaction.
But Nangong Qianyu was different. With her simple mind, how could she possess such ability?
Therefore, at this moment, she wished she could dig a hole and disappear into it.
Ye Ming, sitting opposite her, maintained a posture of observing his nose and his heart, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.
The thickness of his skin was truly astonishing.
"Cough, cough, cough! Sister Junxue, regarding Qianxue Beauty, I think there are still some details that need to be discussed in depth." Bai Qiushui didn't know what else to say, so she could only shift the topic.
With her sharp mind, how could she not see the awkwardness of the situation?
"Okay! Let's go to my room!"
Fang Junxue glanced at Ye Ming, who was as still as an old monk in meditation, said no more, and went upstairs with Bai Qiushui.
She also knew very well that with Ye Ming's shameless personality, if they stayed, Nangong Qianyu would be the one to suffer.
After the two went upstairs, Nangong Qianyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when she saw the calm Ye Ming, her fists clenched involuntarily, her eyes filled with resentment and anger, which eventually formed a murderous glare.
"It's all your fault, you scoundrel!"
Overwhelmed with rage, Nangong Qianyu raised her fist and punched Ye Ming.
"Whoa!"
Seeing Nangong Qianyu in a fit of anger, Ye Ming dared not fight back and could only retreat. In order to appease Nangong Qianyu, he even deliberately let her hit him a few times.
Consider it compensation!
After a bout of playful fighting, Nangong Qianyu sat on the sofa with a dejected look, contemplating how to explain things to Fang Junxue and the others.
Meanwhile, Ye Ming excitedly went to cook.
An hour later.
When Ye Ming brought the prepared dishes to the table, he saw Nangong Qianyu, Fang Junxue, and Bai Qiushui coming downstairs, chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened before.
"???"
Ye Ming was stunned.
But the next second, he was completely dumbfounded.
Because, after the three women came down, when they saw him, their eyes clearly held a hostile gaze, carrying a sense of shared indignation.
"I..." This turn of events truly left Ye Ming speechless.
People say women are the most complicated creatures in the world. Now, Ye Ming seemed to understand what that meant.
"Cough! Eat! Eat!" Fortunately, Ye Ming, relying on his thick skin, perfectly resolved his predicament and said to the three women with a smile.
"Hmph!"
"Hmph!"
"Hmph!"
However, what greeted him were three cold glares.
It seemed that our young master Ye had been ostracized by them.
...
In the First Leader's Office of Minghai City.
Hua Tianmin looked at the nearly ten documents before him, his brow furrowed, and his expression was very solemn.
Standing in front of his desk was a man in formal attire. His name was Wang Yan, Hua Tianmin's secretary.
At this moment, Wang Yan was holding two more documents. He looked at the worried Hua Tianmin, handed him the documents, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, this is already the eleventh conflict between ancient martial artists. If this continues, I fear even ordinary citizens will be implicated. At that time, it will inevitably cause some innocent casualties. Therefore, we must find a way to stop it as soon as possible."
It turned out that after the news of Nangong Li possessing two divine artifacts leaked, a large number of ancient martial artists had arrived in Minghai City upon hearing about it.
As the number of ancient martial artists rapidly increased in Minghai City, conflicts between them were inevitable. Thus, in just two days, such incidents had occurred frequently.
"Not only that, but multiple videos of conflicts between ancient martial artists have already surfaced online. If this continues to spread, it will sooner or later cause panic among the citizens," Wang Yan continued his analysis. "By then, the group of ancient martial artists will inevitably be exposed to the public eye."
Hua Tianmin listened, sighed, and waved his hand, "I know! First, arrange for people to record all ancient martial artists entering Minghai City and confirm their identity information. As for what happens next, await my orders!"
"Yes!"
After Wang Yan left, Hua Tianmin stood up from his seat and looked at the somewhat dim sky outside the window, his expression complex.
The beginning of all this was due to that divine artifact. Hua Tianmin knew very well who they came from, and he was one of the witnesses.
"Ye Ming, Ye Ming! What exactly do you want to do?" Hua Tianmin murmured to himself.
After a moment of thought, Hua Tianmin took out a file bag from his drawer and opened it. The contents were all information related to Ye Ming.
Of course, only the superficial information.
"Ziyun Mountain Villa?"
Hua Tianmin looked at the section for Ye Ming's current residence and fell silent for a long time.
"It seems I have to make a trip myself."
...
After dinner, Ye Ming looked at the three women sitting cross-legged and cultivating opposite him, his face filled with helplessness.
Because, even now, they hadn't said a word to him, treating him completely as air. Even with his thick skin, he couldn't withstand such cold treatment!
"Cough! Then... that, you guys cultivate well, I'm going out for a bit!"
Finally, Ye Ming couldn't stand it anymore and decided to slip away.
The moment Ye Ming closed the door, the three women seemed to have a telepathic connection and opened their eyes simultaneously, exchanging glances.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
A moment later, a string of clear, bell-like laughter echoed through the vastness, never ceasing.
Ye Ming, who had just stepped out of the villa not long ago, heard the resounding laughter from behind, and a few more dark lines appeared on his brows.
"Hmph! Just you wait, see how I deal with you later!" Ye Ming muttered to himself indignantly.
With that, a white light flashed on Ye Ming's body. When the light dispersed, his figure had vanished into the air.
...
Lin Family.
In the main hall, all the disciples of the Lin family were present. However, the atmosphere at this moment was clearly filled with grief and solemnity.
This was because the Lin family's old patriarch, Lin Cangpan, had died not long ago.
And the cause of all this was actually a member of their own Lin family. From this point alone, it was inevitable to feel sorrowful.