The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"I got it. I don't need your orders to do anything." The woman kicked the waiter down angrily and chased after him reluctantly.

The waiter stood up and looked at the woman's back, his face full of resentment, and he spat with disdain, "She is just the concubine born by the Great Elder and a monster, why are you so arrogant!

Just wait, you will be rejected sooner or later."

"Why are you unhappy?" Qian Yujun pulled Nan Zhiyi's face and joked, his eyes full of heartache. "But you want me to find someone to catch him and beat him up for you to vent your anger."

"I'm not that stingy. Please stop ruining my reputation." Nan Zhiyi grabbed his hand, kissed it and put it in her arms.

"You really don't mind? My reputation is so bad, if you follow me, you will be scolded as well."

Nan Zhiyi looked at him uneasily, without blinking.

Qian Yujun knocked his forehead unhappily, "Stop imagining nonsense. Am I a good person? Are you afraid of a bad reputation?"

He said this with a distressed look and whispered in his ear to cheer him up.

"No, we're still on the road. They're all in the car ahead. Calm down."

"As expected, I'm just a poor little thing that no one loves. Forget it! Give up!" Nan Zhiyi said as she lay down on his legs in despair, looking injured and lifeless.

Qian Yujun blushed, gritted his teeth, and nodded in agreement.

In ancient times, even the official roads were not very smooth. They were full of potholes. Vehicles swayed all the way, making teeth-grinding squeaks as they could not bear the heavy load.

After a few days, they finally arrived at Yingcheng, the closest city to the Three Gorges Peak.

"Selling buns, delicious and inexpensive red bean paste buns."

"Wontons, wontons for ten cents a bowl."

"I'm selling sugar paintings. They're both pretty and delicious. I'll draw you whatever you want."

"Boss, can a praying mantis draw?"

"Yes, yes. I wonder if you want the simple version or the complex and vivid version?" The owner of the small vendor, wearing a big cotton-padded jacket and holding his hands in his pockets, was sitting on a stool and sniffing.

They tiptoed to make the fire bigger and boiled golden sugar water. Bamboo sticks and small spatulas were placed on the shiny clean stall.

On one side are scattered finished sugar figures, lively and vivid, including flying fairies, Guan Gong holding a big sword, etc., with every frown and smile vividly lifelike;

On one side is a wooden turntable with a simple pattern of the twelve zodiac animals painted on it.

"Boss, can Huang Que draw?"

"Yes, but this young man has to wait until this great man is done."

"Okay, I'll trouble you, boss."

Nan Zhiyi reached out and warmed Qian Yujun's frozen white hands, then put them in her clothes bag and held them.

"Is the work done?"

"Well, uncle and the others are here too. Do you want to go and meet them later?" Qian Yujun smiled lightly and stroked his palm with his fingers.

Nan Zhiyi held his hand tightly and asked solemnly. "Okay! Your biological parents are not here, they raised you and are also your adoptive parents, you really have to go meet them.

I wonder what they like?”

"You know that, I can see that you have secretly made preparations." Qian Yujun joked mischievously, his eyes passing over the eyes of the two people coming and going from time to time.

The stall owner was busy with his work, and soon he finished a three-dimensional praying mantis and handed it to Nan Zhiyi.

The mantis, showing off its might, raised its claws in an attacking posture, looking around with an invincible look in its eyes.

Nan Zhiyi looked at the mantis and joked, "Boss, you have really skillful hands. If you were in charge of drawing the portrait of a wanted criminal, you would definitely catch him every time."

The vendor's boss didn't know if it was because of the heat or because he was scared, but his forehead was covered with a layer of fine cold sweat.

My hands were shaking as I was drawing, and it took me several attempts to finish a three-dimensional yellow bird.

"Look, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. I'm better than you!" Qian Yujun carefully took the sugar painting and pecked at Nan Zhiyi's mantis.

"Yes, yes, you are the best." Nan Zhiyi gave the vendor a few coins and slowly led him away. Soon, he merged into the crowd and disappeared.

"My Lord has lost him."

"How do you do your job? You can't even do such a small thing." The prince slammed the table angrily, stood up, walked around the table, pulled out the iron whip he carried with him, and whipped him hard.

The opponent was beaten so hard that his whole body trembled and he rolled on the ground begging for mercy before he stopped.

"How could you lose two such large living people?"

“This matter will be handed over to the people of Team Two, and you will be responsible for the arrangements.

If you make any more mistakes, I will skin you alive and use it as a screen."

"I dare not. Thank you for not killing me, my Lord." The black-clad shadow guard struggled to get up from the ground and trembled as he prostrated himself on the ground. "This time, I will do it beautifully."

"I heard that the King of Huainan is here this time too. Let's go and meet them."

"Yes."

*

"Report, King Huainan, the Crown Prince and his wife are here." A guard hurriedly crossed the courtyard and knelt respectfully in the yard and said.

"Since they are here, let them in." Cao Yuan, a middle-aged man in a dark brocade suit, took a sip of tea calmly and spoke slowly.

On his right sat a beautiful woman in the same gorgeous clothes, and below her sat the young men and women who were traveling with her from the palace.

After Nan Zhiyi handed the gift book to the doorman, he followed Qian Yujun slowly into the main hall. The two of them bowed at the same time in tacit understanding.

"My son Cao Zhuo and my husband Nan Zhi have come to see our father."

"I, the humble Nanzhi, have given my opinion to the King of Huainan."

King Huainan Cao Yuan sat majestically at the top, looking at Nan Zhiyi calmly.

He has an upright posture, a handsome face, and his every move is neither humble nor arrogant. His aura is calm and steady, and he is neither arrogant nor impatient.

Yes, he is a rare young talent.

While he was looking at Nan Zhiyi, Nan Zhiyi was also looking at him.

His eyes were clear, majestic without being angry, and there was a hint of kindness in his inquiring eyes.

The beautiful woman sitting next to him seemed to be unaware of the undercurrents going on here. She waved at Qian Yujun kindly, pulled him to her side and looked at him carefully.

"Yu'er, you are finally back. Have you been well during this time away from home?"

"My princess, Yu'er has been doing well recently. Thank you for your concern." Qian Yujun replied with his head lowered.

The beautiful woman held his hand, and the more she looked at him, the more pleased she became. She recalled, "Your mother and I were as close as sisters, but unfortunately she was not in good health and passed away early without being able to see you grow up.

Now I have finally seen it for her, and she can finally rest in peace in the afterlife."

"We don't have too many requirements for you. As long as you like it, we like it too."

"Thank you, Princess and father, for your understanding." Qian Yujun smiled sincerely.

The inspection here came to an end, and both of them were quite satisfied.

"Let's go. Now that we are back, let's all go have dinner together!" With the words of King Huainan, everyone stood up and walked towards the dining hall.

"I heard that you are the leader of the Hehuan Sect?"

"The King of Huainan is a commoner."

"Don't do it in the future. My palace is big and powerful enough to support you." The King of Huainan made the final decision in a domineering manner.

"Thank you, King Huainan, for your love. I told Yujun that we will travel the world together in the future. I'm sorry that I can't agree to your request."

The King of Huainan originally thought that this was a sure thing, but he was unexpectedly rejected. He was furious and said, "Boy, I advise you not to be ungrateful."

"We are already doing you a great favor by agreeing to be together. Don't push it any further and drag him down with you."

“I know the concerns of the King of Huainan, but please believe me, as long as I am still alive, I will never ask Yu Jun to suffer with me.

I will never let Yujun be in danger, I will protect him."

Nan Zhiyi bowed calmly and was not frightened at all.

"You said it nicely. The last person who kidnapped our Cao family also said the same thing. You also know the result. Today is a happy day, so I won't say more.

If you are willing to stay, I have nothing to say. If you are not willing to stay, please leave on your own."

The King of Huainan realized that intimidation was useless, so he didn't waste any more time and directly issued the final ultimatum.

It seems that if he doesn't agree, he will throw the person out and never have any contact with each other again.

Nan Zhiyi also knew that no matter how many words he said at this moment, they would be pale and powerless. The aura around him continued to rise, and a gust of wind was raised in the small courtyard.