Douluo Continent: Heavenly Mystery System

Chapter 68 A Silent Sufferer Endures a Bitter Taste [Seeking Monthly Tickets and Recommendations]

"Master, why did you hit him so hard?" Qingqing was a little unhappy when she saw blood flowing from the corner of Ye Xiaofeng's mouth.

"Qing'er, I remember you always told me that when Feng'er came back, you would definitely teach him a lesson for you. Why are you blaming your teacher now?" Sword Douluo smiled as he looked at the two people in front of him.

"Qingqing, I'm fine. Master just wanted to see if my strength has improved," Ye Xiaofeng explained, glancing at Qingqing.

"It seems you've done quite well in your five years of training," Sword Douluo said with satisfaction, looking at Ye Xiaofeng. Being able to force out his eighth soul skill was already quite impressive.

"What happened?" Just then, a figure arrived in Sword Douluo's courtyard, which was now a scene of utter devastation.

"Hey kid, when did you get back?" Bone Douluo looked at Ye Xiaofeng, slightly surprised.

"Elder Bone, you just got back not long ago." Ye Xiaofeng smiled slightly at Bone Douluo.

"He's already restless as soon as he got back?" Bone Douluo frowned slightly as he looked at the traces of the fight. He hadn't expected Ye Xiaofeng's strength to have reached this level.

"Hehe, if Master wants to test his disciple's level, he will naturally go all out." Ye Xiaofeng directly shifted the blame to Sword Douluo.

"He hasn't disappointed me in these five years. Shall we go out for a couple of drinks?" Sword Douluo smiled slightly at Bone Douluo.

"The sun must have risen in the west. This is the first time in twenty years that I've seen you take the initiative to invite me for a drink." Bone Douluo was a little surprised. He and Sword Douluo Chen Xin had been bickering for half their lives, neither of them willing to concede to the other, and they would always argue whenever they met.

"I'm happy today. Since you're not, then forget it. Feng'er, Qing'er, let's go." Sword Douluo said as he left.

"Oh, I was just joking, why take it so seriously?" Bone Douluo quickly backed down and followed.

Before they knew it, the four of them arrived at the entrance of the inn, where Manager Li hurriedly greeted them.

"I was unaware of your arrival and have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me," Manager Li said with a smile.

"Manager Li, we've known each other for a long time, so don't be so polite. You know what's going on today!" Bone Douluo patted Manager Li on the shoulder, implying that everything was clear.

"Of course, of course, please come upstairs." Manager Li hurriedly led the four to a private room upstairs. Because Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo were there, they were not taken to Ye Xiaofeng's private room, but to another private room.

"You brat, His Highness the Crown Prince issued a bounty of one hundred million back then, and you still dare to show up here?" Bone Douluo asked Ye Xiaofeng as he drank in the private room.

"The matter has been resolved," Ye Xiaofeng said calmly.

"I didn't realize you were so capable," Bone Douluo teased Ye Xiaofeng, surprised that Ye Xiaofeng could talk Xue Qinghe so well.

"Can't you even stop talking while you're eating?" Sword Douluo couldn't help but say as he watched Bone Douluo chatter on and on.

"I'm doing both at the same time," Bone Douluo smiled innocently.

"Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, let's go." Sword Douluo saw that he had almost finished eating and didn't want to disturb Ye Xiaofeng and Qingqing's private time any longer.

"I haven't eaten or drunk my fill yet, I'll wait a little longer." Bone Douluo was clearly a little unwilling; he had finally managed to get out and didn't want to go back so soon.

"I didn't expect your eyesight to get worse and worse." Sword Douluo looked at Bone Douluo with a look of disdain, as if he was disappointed in him.

My two apprentices haven't spent much time together in five years. You old fool, why are you meddling in this? I should have known better than to bring him along.

"Okay, okay, you're so long-winded. Next time, let me drink to my heart's content!" Bone Douluo complained as he followed Sword Douluo out of the inn.

"What's going on? Master and Elder haven't left yet!" Qingqing was startled by Ye Xiaofeng's sudden attack.

"Don't worry, Master has the eyesight to understand, he won't come back to bother us again."

Ye Xiaofeng pinned Qingqing against the wall, but Qingqing felt it was inappropriate.

"Xiaofeng, let's go back to the bedroom, it's not convenient here!" Qingqing said, blushing.

"You're so thoughtful; I overlooked that." Ye Xiaofeng carried Qingqing back to his private room and carried her directly to his bedroom in a princess carry.

The two were stunned when they entered the room; Ye Xiaofeng was completely petrified.

Ziyan had seen Ye Xiaofeng leave earlier, so she secretly ran into Ye Xiaofeng's bedroom. Since no one would bother her, she happened to see the bathtub and started taking a bath.

"Ah~" Ziyan knew when the two people entered, so she deliberately shouted.

"Ah~" Qingqing screamed too.

"Xiaofeng, she's still taking a shower, why did you bring her here?" Ziyan looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a wronged expression, forcing out two tears.

"Ziyan, you..." Ye Xiaofeng was so angry he almost vomited blood. He never expected Ziyan to betray him.

"Qingqing, listen to me." Ye Xiaofeng saw that Qingqing was about to leave, so he immediately locked the door.

Qingqing angrily slapped Ye Xiaofeng across the left cheek.

"She framed me on purpose," Ye Xiaofeng explained hastily, ignoring the pain.

"Trying to frame you? Hah, do you think I'm a three-year-old? Frame you, frame you in the bedroom, frame you in the bathtub?" Qingqing looked at Ye Xiaofeng angrily; she was utterly disappointed in him.

"Xiaofeng, that's not what you said last night. You said you would take responsibility for me," Ziyan added fuel to the fire. Ye Xiaofeng was unhappy, and she felt very happy.

"You, put your clothes on and get out of here." Ye Xiaofeng was so angry that he threw Ziyan's clothes at her, not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful sight of Ziyan taking a bath.

"Qing'er, men are all the same." Ziyan finished dressing, sat on the sofa, revealing her long, snow-white legs.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Xiaofeng was furious. He had originally wanted to cheer Qingqing up, but now that Ziyan had made such a scene, Ye Xiaofeng felt nothing at all, let alone Qingqing.

"Xiaofeng, you didn't say that last night. You said you would take good care of me for the rest of your life. I don't mind if you find someone new, but you can't kick me out," Ziyan said, crying. If Ye Xiaofeng had never had anything happen with her, she would almost have believed Ziyan.

"Xiaofeng, you can't do this for me." Qingqing looked at Ziyan, who was in tears. Even though she was unwilling, she softened. As a woman herself, why should she make things difficult for her?

"Qingqing, I really didn't." Ye Xiaofeng was truly on the verge of tears.

"Xiaofeng, it's been five years. I didn't expect you to have changed so much. I misjudged you." Qingqing looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a sense of disgust.

"Qingqing, I..."

Just as Ye Xiaofeng was about to say something, Qingqing slapped him again, this time on his right cheek.

It's perfectly symmetrical; one slap on each cheek.

"Qing'er, don't blame Xiaofeng. It's my fault for not being good enough. I understand that he's prejudiced against me." Ziyan said, secretly glancing at Ye Xiaofeng, feeling extremely satisfied.

This tactic of feigning indifference and retreating to advance is truly brilliant. Ziyan thought to herself, "Just wait and see how I deal with you, making you let so many people take liberties with you on Devil's Island."

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