My protagonist attributes have been discovered

"I'll settle accounts with you next time!"

What kind of bloody villain declaration is this, so clichéd.

Seeing the three black spots going away, Song Yangle walked out of Sister Tu's back, stuffed the handkerchief into his nostrils expressionlessly, put his hands back into his pockets, and turned his head:

The proprietress of the newsstand who was holding a stack of newspapers filled with melon seeds gave him a wink; the owner of the fruit shop with her head stuck out next to her was dark-faced; Pixiu gave him a thumbs up, and the voice that came over was full of admiration:

"Not bad, little brother, as a human being, he still hasn't died after shedding so much blood!"

"..." How much do you misunderstand human beings?

The black line slid down the forehead, but there was really no extra effort to explain for the time being; he looked back at the person next to him who had been silent since Tu Shanqiao said goodbye just now, and said guiltily:

"Paint..."

——Before he finished speaking, the long wavy hair swept across his face, and the light fragrance that had been lingering around since the morning brushed by... The cold-looking woman rubbed shoulders with him expressionlessly, and walked into the hotel .

"...Sister." The unfinished words were pressed back to the corners of her lips, but failed to fall into the air.

"..."

There was silence all around.

The lowered eyes of the human youth on the opposite side and the hands unconsciously clenched into fists beside him inevitably revealed the sadness and guilt.

Ugh.

Taifeng sighed inwardly, walked over, and told the other party truthfully: "She's not attacking you."

"..." The dark eyes with a glimmer of light raised up to look at him.

"It's... about Tu Shan's family."

……

Ten minutes ago, the three juniors in front of Shanhai Hotel were still talking.

"...That's how things are." Sitting at the table between Taifeng and Tu Ruo, facing the unbelievable eyes of Sister Tu, the calm face of the white-haired old man who is not very old in the clan finally trembled when he narrated Shaking, revealing a relaxed and sour wrinkled smile, the voice is hoarse and ethereal due to old age:

"Old patriarch, I'm going to die."

"……how could be?"

After a long time, Tu Ruocai asked this sentence hoarsely and dryly, but did not ask to verify it—about the handshake when they met earlier, they didn't need to say much to each other.

And here is Taifeng, who knows a thing or two about the actual situation:

Since Tu Shanjiao died following Emperor Yu 4000 years ago, his younger brother Tu Shanqiao has always been at the helm of the Tu Shan family from the independence of Qingqiu in the mountain and sea world to the human world that has not been recognized by the three worlds for a long time.Since ancient times, strangers have sought longevity, and I don’t know how many races covet the lifespan of this longevity race that is clearly not protected by Qingqiu; plus this race possesses the legacy of Heaven’s Dao Qi that was obtained through marriage with the human race...

Seeing his colleague's face tense, Tai Feng was silent, patted his back and chatted to comfort him.

However, he is the former head of the Shanhai clan.

After a few more breaths, Tu Ruo quickly cleaned up the elder's personal emotions, straightened her back, and although her voice was still a little hoarse, her face—or human face—maintained composure, her eyes were sharp Looking at the junior who hadn't seen each other for 4000 years at the opposite table, and now he came to see him in person while he was sick, he asked calmly:

"So, what do you want to do when you come to me now?"

The family of Qianqiu deserves to be so.

……

"Tu Shan's family?" The doubtful voice of the human youth interrupted his thoughts: "What's the matter with them? Aren't they separated from Qingqiu?"

"It is."

Taifeng came back to his senses, smiled at this smart human junior, and didn't care about the ears that were about to pop from all directions: "Who knows what will happen in the future, the most important thing is to grasp the present moment, huh..."

"?" Seeing the surprise expression on the back of his colleague Jishen, who hadn't started to preach, Song Yangle turned his head away without thinking much——

Even though he just got off the food truck with the disheveled Tao Tie, the gray shirt, thin casual trousers and leather shoes on the man are still clean and tidy, and the star-like light in the other party's dark eyes illuminates his swollen pig's head Face, a nose stuffed with a bloody handkerchief, and a body covered in dust, raised his eyebrows extremely rarely.

At this time, the colleague who seemed to be stuck behind finally finished the second half of the sentence with a smile: "... Boss, are you back?"

Song Yangle: "..." XXX.

— vulgar language.

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