For Song Wuliang, the words he listens to the most aren’t Fang Yi’s, but Qian’er’s. The reason is simple, anyone with eyes can see what Song Fatty feels for Qian’er. So as soon as Qian’er spoke, her crisp and clear voice made Song Wuliang calm down immediately. The next moment, Song Wuliang sneered at Wanhong, saying: "Trying to provoke me? You’re still a bit too green for that!" Wanhong smiled very gently, looking harmless to humans and animals, but at that moment, a chilling gleam flashed through his eyes, fleeting and quickly disappearing. You could see Wanhong looking at Qian’er, smiling, and saying: "What should I call this lady?" Song Wuliang became even more displeased, but just as he was about to speak, Qian’er softly responded: "Qian’er." Wanhong said: "Ah, so it’s Miss Qian’er, really clever. I really want to seize beauty, but from the current situation, unfortunately, it seems impossible." This remark seemed provocative. Once it was said, the calm Song Wuliang was infuriated again, and the other people also frowned slightly. Fang Yi tapped the table with his knuckles. Wanhong’s smile didn’t fade as he looked at Fang Yi and said with a smile: "What advice do you have?" Fang Yi slightly narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing in them: "Are you provoking me?" Wanhong shook his head, still smiling and said: "How could that be? I’m always the most peaceful, how could I provoke you, I..." "You are provoking me!" Fang Yi said in a cold voice, cutting off Wanhong coldly. For a moment, Wanhong’s expression stalled. Do not be fooled by his appearance, he is actually very smart and quickly grasped the meaning behind Fang Yi’s words. Wanhong said: "Fang Yi, actually, I came here unlike them, not with hostility. I hope you understand that." Fang Yi said: "If you bear no hostility, then why provoke my brother?" Although Song Wuliang is sometimes shameless and lazy, a glutton by nature, Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel·fire·net However, Fang Yi still admits he is his brother! Song Wuliang looked at Fang Yi, gratitude in his eyes. "This..." Wanhong forced a smile, "was my impudence, should I apologize to him?" Fang Yi said: "There’s no need to apologize. Before I get angry, your best choice is to quickly roll out of here." The smile squeezed onto Wanhong’s face froze, his face looking quite grim. When Wanhong looked at Fang Yi again, he no longer had that serene and pure demeanor, instead appearing shady and cold. Wanhong suddenly spoke in a freezing tone: "Don’t mistake courtesy for capitulation! I’m here not to help them against you, that’s already giving you lots of face, do you understand!" Fang Yi said indifferently: "Telling you to leave right away is also giving you face." Wanhong’s anger turned into laughter: "Seems like you truly want to break ties with me, huh?" Fang Yi said: "Isn’t this our first meeting? Even if you’re the son of the Hall Master of Qingmu Hall, what can you do if I break ties with you? Get your father to bring people and fight me? Or... will you fight me alone?" Wanhong stood there, speechless. Fang Yi continued: "Actually, in my eyes, you’re no different from the two people just now! If there’s any difference, it’s that you have a smoother, fairer face than them. Other than that, you’re just birds of a feather with them, quite laughable!" Each word was like a knife, carving deep into Wanhong’s heart. Wanhong’s face was terribly unsightly, the serene and mild smile on his face was gone, replaced by a savage anger as chilling as a beast, ready to explode.