Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

Yin Zhiping wished he could devour Yang Guo alive.

He even started to hate Little Dragon Girl, who, despite her seemingly aloof and arrogant demeanor, was actually a shameless slut! She actually liked this young, handsome man! Since you're already a slut, then this humble Taoist priest has no qualms about playing around with you!

Although he had mentally cursed the two of them a thousand times over, Yin Zhiping put on a "kind" and concerned expression.

"Guo'er, you seem to be suffering from a deficiency of qi and blood." Yin Zhiping suppressed his jealousy and said earnestly, "Young people may be strong and energetic, but everything should be done in moderation. If you take advantage of your youth and don't cherish your body, and keep pushing yourself, you may damage your vital energy and harm your foundation."

Yang Guo was taken aback.

Damaged vitality? Don't know how to take care of your body?

He subconsciously rubbed his aching buttocks, thinking to himself: "Old ginger is spicier. This old Taoist priest has a sharp eye. He saw through my unsteady steps and unstable stance at a glance."

Yang Guo assumed Yin Zhiping was just saying he was exhausted from the fierce battle with the heroes that day, and didn't think anything of it. After all, he was too embarrassed to admit that he had been beaten with a feather duster by Sister Long.

So he could only give a vague, bitter laugh.

"Master is right." Yang Guo lowered his head and continued, "I was also... unable to control myself. In that situation, when anger flared up, I couldn't care less about anything else. One wave after another... hehe, although I'm suffering a bit now, the feeling at that time was indeed unforgettable, and I couldn't stop."

Yang Guo meant that the battle was intense and that he had gained a lot of insights that day, but to Yin Zhiping, these words sounded like blatant boasting!

Getting angry? One wave after another? Unable to stop?

"Snap!"

Yin Zhiping crushed a piece of withered branch in his hand into powder.

His facial muscles twitched uncontrollably twice: "Good, good indeed, 'helpless' and 'unable to stop.' Guo'er is truly blessed and skillful. This kind of... this kind of ability has truly impressed me."

When Yang Guo heard Yin Zhiping praise his "skills," he assumed it was a compliment on his improved martial arts and the fact that he had driven away a powerful enemy. He was immediately pleased and didn't think much about why Yin Zhiping's expression was so unpleasant.

"It's all thanks to Master's excellent teaching," Yang Guo shamelessly flattered.

Yin Zhiping felt like he was about to have a heart attack. Did I teach you this?

He forcefully changed the subject, afraid that if he continued talking, he might lose his temper and start a fight: "I heard that you displayed great power in the forest today, fighting against a group of heroes single-handedly and protecting the ancient tomb? Even your Uncle-Master Zhao suffered a loss at your hands?"

Mentioning this, Yang Guo immediately straightened his back: "That's right! I never forget Master's teachings. That old scoundrel Zhao Zhijing bullies Master all the time, so naturally I must avenge Master!"

These words were spoken with genuine feeling.

Yin Zhiping found this amusing, and his expression softened slightly. Regardless, the fact that this kid had injured Zhao Zhijing did indeed help him vent his anger.

"Well done." Yin Zhiping nodded. "However... I just overheard some rumors."

He stared intently at Yang Guo, his tone suddenly turning sinister: "Rumors are circulating that you're willing to defy all the heroes of the world for Miss Long. They even say... you've already secretly pledged your lives to each other, and are even expecting a child? Some people even say that you publicly declared that Miss Long is already taken?"

coming!

Warning bells rang in Yang Guo's mind.

He knew this was the real highlight of Yin Zhiping's visit tonight.

This old fellow may look weak, but he's the type who won't act until he sees a clear benefit. If he feels like he's been tricked, then his last Nine-Turn Reversal Pill will be wasted.

Yang Guo's mind raced, and his face instantly adopted an expression of utter injustice.

"I'm innocent, Master! I'm utterly innocent!"

Yang Guo pretended to kneel down with a "plop," but the moment he moved his buttocks, he winced in pain and could only bow deeply instead: "My loyalty to my master is as clear as day! Those rumors are clearly fabricated by Zhao Zhijing and his gang to ruin my reputation!"

"Oh?" Yin Zhiping sneered. "Then what's this about 'already taken'? Hundreds of ears heard that."

"Master! Think about it!" Yang Guo leaned forward anxiously, lowering his voice, "Back then, hundreds of ravenous martial arts men surrounded her, their eyes practically glowing green, wishing they could devour the Fairy Sister...devour her whole. If I hadn't made things clear and cut off their hopes, would they have given up so easily?"

Yin Zhiping frowned: "So you're saying she's your woman?"

"Oh, my dear master!" Yang Guo slapped his thigh. "How could I have had the guts! When I shouted 'The flower is taken,' that 'taken'... referred to you!"

"Me?" Yin Zhiping was stunned.

"Of course it's you!" Yang Guo lied without batting an eye, his expression so sincere it could win an Oscar. "In my heart, besides you, Master, who else in this world is worthy of the Fairy Sister? What I was thinking back then was that this Fairy Sister would be my Master's wife sooner or later. I was just asserting your ownership for you!"

Yin Zhiping was completely bewildered by this series of fallacies and heresies.

Although reason told him that this kid was talking nonsense, but... why did it sound so pleasing to the ear?

"You mean... you did this for your master?" Yin Zhiping looked at him suspiciously.

"Absolutely true!" Yang Guo raised three fingers to swear, "If I utter a single falsehood, may I marry a fierce and ruthless wife who will beat me with a feather duster every day, making me afraid to sit or do anything but east, and leaving me a good-for-nothing henpecked husband for life!"

In Yin Zhiping's opinion, Yang Guo's oath was extremely vicious.

After all, this is a patriarchal society, and it's somewhat shameful for a man to live like this.

However, for Yin Zhiping to fully trust Yang Guo, a single oath is far from enough.

He pretended that most of his anger had dissipated.

"Ahem..." Yin Zhiping cleared his throat, pretending to be magnanimous. "Alright, since it's for this reason, I won't blame you. Just don't say such things carelessly in the future, lest you ruin Miss Long's reputation."

"Disciple understands, disciple understands." Yang Guo nodded vigorously.

Looking at Yang Guo's submissive demeanor, Yin Zhiping sneered inwardly: Keep acting. Whether what you say is true or false, in four days, the deed will be done, and she will be mine.