Daqing: Immortality begins with taking Fan Xian as your disciple!

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Su Yu directed Fan Xian to give Fei Jie a simple new bandage.

"Alright, the person isn't dead, and they're one of our own."

"This is a small matter, handle it yourself, we're leaving."

Then he and Wu Zhu left without looking back.

Fan Xian had no choice but to stay in the room and watch over the unconscious Fei Jie.

On one hand, they were worried about being retaliated against, and on the other hand, they regretted their impulsive behavior.

Then, he looked at the still unconscious person on the ground with a frustrated expression.

Why do our own people look so sleazy!

So, we can't entirely blame him for this, right?

Finally, the next day, Fei Jie woke up.

At first, Fan Xian planned to fool them.

But faced with Professor Fei's detailed and persistent questioning, he pressed on relentlessly.

And then he shook the small green medicine bottle at his waist.

Fan Xian chose to confess and receive leniency.

A real man should have the courage to face the bleakness of life!

Fan Xian smiled.

"Hehe, actually you were knocked unconscious by someone."

Fei Jie touched his head, which was still bleeding under the strip of cloth, and hissed in pain.

Who smashed my things?

"It's you."

Fan Xian shook his head.

"It's not me."

"Who else could it be but you?"

A real man should indeed bravely face reality.

But he was just a five-year-old child!

And then, in the next moment!

Fei Jie kicked the wooden door of the grocery store away.

"Kid, I heard you were the one who ambushed me last night?"

"Come out and talk!"

Behind Fei Jie was a five-year-old boy.

The two men came on strong and intimidating.

It looked like they were there to cause trouble.

Then, the blind man from the general store came out.

Fan Xian pointed at the newcomer, his face filled with righteous indignation.

"Yes, he's the one who smashed it!"

Last night, Mr. and Uncle Wuzhu coldly left him alone to spend time with Master Fei.

However, he could not withstand Master Fei's severe interrogation.

They decided to choose one of the two to frame someone.

Clearly, Uncle Wuzhu is more suitable.

First of all, Uncle doesn't like to talk nonsense, he's too lazy to explain, and it's easy for him to get away with things.

Secondly, Uncle Wuzhu is highly skilled in combat and can fight effectively.

The blind man glanced at Fan Xian with a cold expression.

Fan Xian lowered his head somewhat guiltily, his eyes darting left and right.

However, Wu Zhu did not speak, but instead glanced at the other person who had spoken.

Fei Jie stared wide-eyed, his eyes somewhat cloudy and filled with the lingering effects of brown poison.

After seeing what the person looked like, he was startled.

"Five big people?"

Fei Jie sniffed, then glanced away.

His imposing aura immediately weakened considerably.

Fei Jie can be considered a master in some aspects.

But facing this blind boy who was rumored to be decisive and never waste words.

He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

I don't plan to bring up the matter of questioning them again.

He simply leaned casually to one side and exchanged pleasantries.

"My lord, it's been since we parted in Kyoto, but you still retain your charm."

Although this was said as a polite greeting, it was also the truth.

Fei Jie was truly puzzled by this.

Several years have passed, and I've grown a lot of gray hair.

Why are the five adults still so young?

Time is such a cruel butcher's knife, how unfair it is!

Wu Zhu had no intention of exchanging pleasantries.

He had no reaction to Fei Jie's praise.

He simply asked the question.

"How did you come?"

What does "cripple" mean?

Fei Jie replied.

"Dean Chen asked me to be Fan Xian's mentor."

Then he looked at Fan Xian.

"Of course, this is also Lord Fan's intention."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian scratched his head and nodded.

Although puzzled, I expressed my understanding.

After explaining his purpose in a few simple words, Fei Jie prepared to leave.

Just before leaving, he touched his head and glanced at the blind man Wu Zhu one last time.

He desperately wanted to know where he had offended the Five Lords.

Why did the five adults attack so brutally the moment they met?

But Fei Jie held back.

Sometimes, curiosity isn't a good thing.

Sure enough, Uncle Wuzhu doesn't like to talk nonsense!

Fan Xian was overjoyed and smug, feeling fortunate to have gotten away with it.

However, the next moment.

Wu Zhu stopped Fei Jie and said coldly.

"The door fell down."

"Fix it before you leave."

Fei Jie and Fan Xian both stopped in their tracks.

Fei Jie looked utterly dejected.

I got hit on the head with a pillow, and now I have to fix the door for him? That's outrageous!

So, despite feeling uneasy, he still muttered a couple of things to himself.

"Yes, they kicked down the door of the Five Masters' shop, so it's my responsibility to fix it."

"Even though it's because the Fifth Master hit me last night."

"But thinking about it, it's because Fei acted suspiciously, so we can't blame the Fifth Master."

Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned to run.

Fei Jie grabbed Fan Xian by the back of the neck.

"Hey kid, why are you running?"

"Come with me to fix the door."

He didn't want to be alone with the five adults.

Fan Xian failed to leave, and only two words remained in his mind: he was doomed.

As expected, the next moment, Wu Zhu pointed at Fan Xian with a cold expression.

"I didn't smash you."

"He smashed it."