Volume 2 Chapter 112: The Unyielding He Lan Young Master

  I let out a cold snort and pushed away the hand that was blocking my way at the door. "I don't take on disciples, it's troublesome. And... these things are better left unlearned. It's not like you can become stronger just by learning them, or protect anyone just by knowing them. You'll experience more painful things than being dragged away and beaten up earlier, you'll encounter even scarier things than being shot at, and you might die faster than those peaceful days before. Think carefully about these things before deciding whether you really want to learn."

  After closing the door, I quietly walked up the stairs. The bodyguard uncle looked at me quietly as I passed by, and suddenly said in a light tone: "That kid had been begging us outside for over an hour before we let him come in to knock on the door."

  An hour or so. Hehe... When I first entered the mountain to pay homage to my master, I could have begged for three whole days, kneeling on the hard stone steps, looking at the old and worn-out roof tiles being scorched by the sun, cracking and falling off, some bigger ones hitting the ground with a loud thud, creating a big hole, while smaller ones occasionally hit the nearby flowers that couldn't be named but still remained unscathed.

  My temperamental master, who could turn the earth upside down, finally came out from inside the door on the third day and saw me still kneeling. He couldn't bear it anymore and came over to help me up. I remember at that time... I really didn't have any strength left and directly fell to the ground... I was very hungry, very tired, and seemed to have also gotten heatstroke.

  I don't care about those things, what I care about is that Guan Yuhe came in and didn't have to struggle as much on his knees, he just pretended to be pitiful and was easily accepted by Master (although I also had a part of pretending to be pitiful), at that time I regarded Guan Yuhe as an enemy, absolutely an enemy

  Not only did he snatch my master's attention, but he also learned faster than me. He was like a sponge, absorbing all of Master's hard work!

  Returned to the room and slept for a night, woke up at 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten dinner. Moved my arm and felt that the wound on my shoulder had started to repair itself almost frantically, so I put my mind at ease. Reached out to take a package of instant noodles from the cabinet, originally planning to go downstairs to boil some water and cook something to eat, but unexpectedly saw someone had already placed food on my table, although it was almost cold, but probably tasted better than my instant noodles.

  I picked up the cold milk and gulped it down, then I picked up a piece of beef with my fork and threw it directly into my mouth to chew. As for food, I have always been open-minded and never refused anything, let alone thinking that someone would poison my food at this time. Although it was a bit cold, the taste was indeed not bad.

  I finished eating the steak on my plate and stood up from the couch, stretching. Everything seemed quiet except for a few bodyguards still patrolling around. So who could have sent me that food? Someone must have known I didn't eat much for dinner (just a few pieces of cake) and decided to send something over. Was it Mingyue? No way... if it was him, he would've definitely made a big show about bringing me food and would've come running up to me bragging about it. Could it be that young boy who wanted to become my apprentice? Nope... definitely not him. That kid's determination isn't very strong; he probably just wants to learn martial arts so he won't get hurt, and after I saved him once, he'd be grateful enough to send over steak in the middle of the night... it's just not possible. Then who could it be? Yī Qǐ? If it was him, I really should consider whether there was any bone-dissolving powder or something in what I just ate...

  "Who's there?!" I suddenly felt something unusual outside the window, furrowed my brow and flung the fork out, shattering the glass and pinning it to the outer wall.

  A series of footsteps moved over there, and the patrolling bodyguards brought in a young man in less than a few minutes: "Miss Ruo, he was the one who was wandering around the window just now."

  Lowering his head to look, the captured youth was now red in the face, struggling and shouting loudly: "Dare to move me! You should know who I am!!!!!"

  I really want to laugh, this guy is like a kid every time I see him: "He Lian young master, what wind blew you here? And now it's 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, you're sneaking around my villa, if someone finds out they'll think you have a bad habit."

  His bodyguards immediately let go of him in shock when they heard that it was Young Master He Lan.

  He rubbed his wounded wrist with a look of distress, then raised his head and said in a weak tone: "I... I just passed by, can't I?"

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  "Oh, what a coincidence, you can even climb over the wall into my yard," I smiled with deep meaning, suddenly remembering the steak I had eaten earlier, and pointed to the plate on the table: "Is that what you brought for me?"

  "Why should I go out of my way to buy tenderloin steak just to deliver dinner to you?" He Lan said, pouting and turning her head away.

  My mouth corners twitched... Please, I just asked if that was what you brought, didn't tell you that I ate steak. And you can even say which place the steak is from so clearly, it's really "this place has no silver three hundred taels".

  "You all go down, no need to patrol, take a good rest." I waved my hand at the several bodyguards standing by the door, then smiled and turned back to He Lan young master who was still pouting: "Want to stay and have a cup of tea?"

  "Alright... Uh, don't think I'm trying to be nice to you, it's your honor that I'm staying for tea! Many people have asked me and I refused." He excitedly lifted his head in response to my invitation to drink tea, but then thought of his pride and immediately pretended to be great again to justify his previous agreement.

  I was secretly laughing uncontrollably in my heart, but I endured it and went to get hot water for him to make tea.

  Because I couldn't find a better cup, I took out the cup that was used to hold fruit pulp or juice and washed it clean for him to make tea. When he received the cup, he muttered: "I usually use teacups, never these, and this tea looks so ugly, it's not good tea at all, I only drink Longjing and Tieluohan."

  Sometimes I really want to knock this kid dead.

  Although he complained, he still carefully took a sip, and the warm air exhaled into the air condensed into a small flower. It was then that I suddenly thought... The weather has already turned cool.

  "It's so late now, aren't you going back to the dorm or home?" I saw him enjoying his tea and kindly reminded him of the time.

  "He didn't even lift his head: 'I have no home.'"