Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, calm down.

Yang Guo rushed to Yin Zhiping's residence.

Pushing open the door, Yin Zhiping was lying face down on the couch, holding a scroll of Taoist scripture in his hand, but his eyes were fixed, and it was impossible to tell how many lines he had read.

Hearing the noise, he shuddered and almost rolled off the bed.

"Guo'er?" Yin Zhiping's eyes lit up when he saw Yang Guo. "How is it? Did the letter arrive? What did Miss Long say?"

"Master, please sit down."

Yang Guo looked inscrutable. "This matter is a bit complicated."

Yin Zhiping had barely touched the stool when he heard this and jumped up again, his face turning pale.

"Complicated? How complicated? Is it because she's unwilling? I knew it... I knew I wasn't good enough for her..."

"There's no need to be so pessimistic, it's just that the process involved a bit of drastic measures."

Yin Zhiping stared at Yang Guo: "What kind of potent medicine? You...you didn't say anything inappropriate to Miss Long, did you?"

"It's nothing," Yang Guo said casually. "It's just that... I felt this matter needed to be resolved quickly, so I wrote a love letter for you and sent it to the Fairy Sister."

"A love letter...?"

Yin Zhiping's voice instantly rose eight octaves.

His face flushed crimson instantly. "You...you traitor! How could you...how could you be so careless about such a private matter! I...I wasn't prepared! If I offended the beauty, if she thought I was a lecherous scoundrel..."

Yin Zhiping was so anxious that he stamped his feet and spun around in circles, muttering to himself, "It's all over, all over now. My lifelong reputation, my pure and innocent image..."

Yang Guo rolled his eyes.

"Master, please stop playing the 'love grows over time' trick. What time is it now? That bastard Zhao Zhijing is leading his men all over the world searching for the medicine thief! If you don't win over Fairy Sister soon, forget about your innocent image, you might not even be able to keep your head."

Yin Zhiping's body stiffened.

Also.

If you're about to lose your life, what right do you have to save face?

He tensed up again, looking anxiously at Yang Guo: "Then...what was the result? Did she...did she kick you out after reading the letter? Did she say she never wanted to see me again?"

Yang Guo looked at his anxious and uncertain appearance and felt a surge of contempt.

She's such a novice in love.

Unlike me, who, with just a few tricks, made Sister Rong jealous of Sister Fu and throw her at me.

"How could that be?" Yang Guo shook his head, feigning profundity. "Master, you don't understand women. Even a goddess is afraid of a clingy man. Besides, my letter was written with tears streaming down my face, describing you as so pitiful and so full of affection."

"Sister Long read the letter and remained silent for a long time."

"And then?" Yin Zhiping's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Then she said..." Yang Guo deliberately dragged out the tone.

Yin Zhiping felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

She said: "Meet me at the usual place tomorrow at noon."

Silence. Even the sound of a heartbeat has disappeared.

After a long while...

Two lines of tears streamed down Yin Zhiping's face.

"She agreed...she actually agreed..."

Yin Zhiping revealed a strange expression that was both crying and laughing, and he began to mutter to himself like Fan Jin after passing the imperial examination.

"She has me in her heart...she really does have me in her heart! I knew it; sincerity can move mountains!"

"Hehehe..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Heaven has eyes! Miss Long does have feelings for me! She was moved by my true love!"

Looking at Yin Zhiping, who seemed to have gone mad, Yang Guo thought to himself that this man was beyond saving.

"Master, you can enjoy yourself now, I'm going back."

Yang Guo called out twice, but Yin Zhiping couldn't hear him at all. Yang Guo shrugged, turned around, and left the courtyard.

No sooner had he left than a commotion broke out again at the entrance of Yin Zhiping's courtyard.

Lu Qingdu, with half his face swollen, barged in aggressively, accompanied by seven or eight Quanzhen disciples.

He had just been slapped by Yang Guo, and he couldn't swallow his anger.

So he gathered a group of his junior brothers who usually hung out with him and went straight to Yin Zhiping's place.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Yin Zhiping there, crying and laughing at the same time.

"Uncle Yin?"

Lu Qingdu was taken aback.

Yin Zhiping usually pays the most attention to his appearance, what's wrong with him today? Is he possessed?

Although Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping didn't get along, Yin Zhiping was, after all, an elder, and the proper etiquette still had to be observed.

Lu Qingdu cupped his hands in greeting, enduring the pain on his face, and asked, "Uncle-Master Yin, have you seen Junior Brother Yang Guo?"

Yin Zhiping: "Hehe...hehe..."

Lu Qingdu's face darkened.

"Um... Senior Brother Lu..."

"Spit it out!"

"I just saw Junior Brother Yang Guo heading towards the back mountain."

A young Taoist priest suddenly interrupted.

Lu Qingdu sneered, "Chase him! If I don't break that brat's legs today, I'll change my mind!"

After Lu Qingdu left, a cold glint flashed in Yin Zhiping's eyes, but he quickly withdrew it and put on a foolish expression.

……

Yang Guo was preparing to return to the Ancient Tomb, and the "Forbidden Area" stele was already in sight when he suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps behind him.

"Yang Guo! You little bastard, stop right there!"

Lu Qingdu's hoarse voice echoed through the valley.

Yang Guo stopped in his tracks and saw Lu Qingdu leading eight or nine Taoist priests who rushed up and surrounded him.

"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Lu?"

Yang Guo looked at Lu Qingdu's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. "What? Didn't that slap wake you up? Are you going to come up and get a second one?"

"You're asking for it!"

Lu Qingdu was hit where it hurt, and his fat trembled with anger.

He pointed at Yang Guo and roared at his fellow disciples, "All of you, get him! This brat ambushed our senior brother, beat him to death! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

The nine Quanzhen disciples around him, who usually followed Lu Qingdu's lead, were now all eager to fight.

Yang Guo looked at the group of people, a look of eager anticipation on his face.

He cultivated in the back mountain, and he gained internal strength and also improved his lightness skill.

But every time he sparred with Xiaolongnu, he was utterly defeated.

I can't gain any real combat experience, but these lousy bastards in front of me...

"Perfect."

Yang Guo stretched out his finger and beckoned arrogantly.

"Come on, don't take turns, it's a waste of my time."

"I'm going to take on ten!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingdu laughed heartily.

"What arrogance! You must have eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard!"

Lu Qingdu roared, "Go!"