A man who has been single for over twenty years suddenly starts indulging in worldly pleasures—that’s a slippery slope. Once he tastes it, it’s hard to stop. After he’s experienced the thrill, he becomes unable to extricate himself.
Every evening, before night fell, Fang Yue would find countless ways to entertain himself with Feng Guang. Even though cultivators have far greater stamina than ordinary people, when faced with the vigor of Feng Guang, even Fang Yue’s strength pales in comparison. To him, the “intimate activities” with Feng Guang became something that must be completed before sleep, like how he used to practice swordsmanship for an hour every day.
As Feng Guang continued to sleep later and later each day, Dr. Sun’s displeasure grew stronger. After all, the two were staying at his medical clinic, and while Feng Guang used to help out by organizing herbs, now she didn’t even show up by lunchtime. This made him so angry that he was fuming!
The white jade hairpin could only offset the cost of Fang Yue’s medicine, but they were staying and eating here, which was supposed to be an extra charge. Before he had a chance to speak up, however, Feng Guang and Fang Yue appeared in front of him in the afternoon.
Fang Yue said, “Thank you for your care all this time, Dr. Sun. My injury is nearly healed, so it’s time for us to take our leave.”
“Well, that’s great!” Dr. Sun exclaimed, slapping the table. “You two hurry up and leave. I’m an old man, and I don’t want to see you two lovey-dovey lovebirds anymore—it’s giving me a toothache!”
Feng Guang muttered, “We weren’t planning to stay.”
“Well, in that case, I’m not keeping you either!” Dr. Sun grumbled. “The white jade hairpin counts as payment for the medicine. I’m not going to charge you for the rest, but don’t even think about taking the hairpin back.”
“Who told you we were planning to take it back? Do we seem like the kind of people who break our promises?” Feng Guang scoffed. “Maybe it’s you who should keep your fox tail hidden, so no Taoist priest catches you.”
“Ha, you’ve figured out my true identity? Well, even if you have, you little girl probably wouldn’t be able to beat me,” Dr. Sun said, stroking his beard in a leisurely manner.
Fang Yue casually added, “If I were to join in, Dr. Sun, I think you’d have to fight for your life.”
Dr. Sun’s expression darkened. This young man was right—rarely had he encountered someone with such cultivation. He’d lived for over a thousand years and only seen one or two others like them. As far as one-on-one combat went, either of them could probably defeat him, but if they both joined forces…
His old bones might be in danger.
Dr. Sun could tell that the man was standing up for his woman.
So what if they were a couple?
Well, they were quite impressive.
Fang Yue cupped his hands. “Dr. Sun, we’ll be taking our leave now.”
He was acting so graceful and polite, it didn’t even seem like he had just threatened an old man for his woman’s sake.
Dr. Sun glanced at the smug Feng Guang, snorted, and said, “Go, go, so you don’t trouble your old grandpa’s eyes!”
Fang Yue took Feng Guang’s hand, said a simple “farewell,” and the two left the clinic, quickly disappearing into the crowd.
Dr. Sun felt no sense of loss at all. Just as he returned to his desk, the door burst open, and a strikingly handsome man entered, carrying an incredibly beautiful woman in his arms.
The alluring man said, “Father, I’ve brought back the one I love.”
It turned out this man was Dr. Sun’s son. Dr. Sun stared in shock at his son, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time. “Why is she unconscious?”
“She wouldn’t come with me willingly, so I had no choice but to do this.”
“She… she has such strong celestial energy.”
The man smiled wickedly, and if Feng Guang were there, she would have thought his smile resembled that of Shang Bai Zi. “Her name is Shang Shang, and she’s the head sister of Xiaosui Peak.”
Dr. Sun nearly smashed the abacus he was holding.
The head sister of Xiaosui Peak? Is she someone I can casually kidnap?
Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152
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