Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

After initial inspections and treatment, Wen Xiaoxiao finally awakened.

Before the little girl opened her eyes, she instinctively extended her arms, as if wanting to embrace something.

"Brother Fang, hurry up and run, hurry up and run..."

Yang Fei and Qin Xianfei exchanged a smile.

Qin Xianfei helped Wen Xiaoxiao up and looked at her, not without jealousy.

"What's so good about that jerk that makes you so devoted to him?"

Wen Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and saw Qin Xianfei instantly, blushing involuntarily.

"Stop it, I'm just worried about Brother Fang. By the way, why am I here?"

She sounded like a smart little songbird, chirping away with questions.

"Brother Fang, Sister Fairy Consort, are you two hurt?"

"Where's our car? Did it get wrecked?"

"Why aren't you talking? Amitabha, thank goodness everyone is fine."

...

Yang Fei and Qin Xianfei exchanged helpless smiles.

Yang Fei looked at Wen Xiaoxiao with concern: "How are you feeling? Hungry? Shall we go eat?"

Wen Xiaoxiao immediately yelled out.

"Of course we're going! I promised to treat, we're heading to the Ice and Snow Seafood Restaurant."

Half an hour later, at the Ice and Snow Seafood Restaurant.

Yang Fei ordered eight portions of abalone and sea cucumber, over ten lobsters, and five servings of two-kilogram hairy crabs.

And then, he served Wen Xiaoxiao and Qin Xianfei red wine, along with vegetable salad, Russian soup, and top-quality caviar.

Faced with such a lavish meal, Wen Xiaoxiao was both delighted and distressed.

"Brother Fang, you rascal! I'm not some rich person; this meal has cost my entire year's living expenses!"

Qin Xianfei widened her eyes.

"Are you a pig? Ordering so much food, you want to stuff yourself to death! Can you handle it?"

Yang Fei began eating with a smile.

"Relax, a man can never say no. Come on, eat up."

He looked at Wen Xiaoxiao, who was frowning, and snapped a finger.

"Xiaoxiao, what's with the stinginess? Don't worry, today's bill is on me."

Wen Xiaoxiao went from tears to laughter, energized, and grabbed a portion of abalone.

"Yay! Then I also want a portion of fried shrimp with scallions."

Seeing this little girl act frugally when it's her own money but extravagant with others'.

Yang Fei couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Qin Xianfei joined in.

After the upheaval, Qin Xianfei felt even more suspicious of Yang Fei's identity.

"Fang Zhao, now can you reveal your true identity?"

She sipped her soup daintily, without looking at Yang Fei, yet invisibly exerting pressure on him.

Yang Fei looked up in surprise: "What identity?"

Qin Xianfei sneered.

"You're just a school guard, yet you effortlessly spent a hundred thousand on gifts for Wen Xiaoxiao."

"And today's seafood feast, at least two or three thousand, right? Is this the financial ability of a school guard?"

Yang Fei snorted through his nose: "I struck it rich, can't I spend my money arrogantly?"

"If you have food, then eat. A woman's curiosity can make her hard to wed."

Qin Xianfei ignored Yang Fei's playful manner, speaking coldly.

"If all this can be explained by spending money arrogantly, then how do you explain your other affairs?"

Saying this, she finished her soup and looked at Yang Fei plainly.

"You flattened Qingmen, dismantled the Zong Family Courtyard, injured many, and were inexplicably released from the detention center."

"And the sudden car accident today, along with so many casualties, until now, the police haven't approached you. How do you explain that?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily, finally swallowing down the crab roe, looking at her with a grin.

"Take a guess?"

Qin Xianfei directly stated her suspicion: "You're a rich second generation from a politically powerful family".

Yang Fei was taken aback and laughed heartily immediately after.

"Well, I have to reveal the truth now."

"That's right, I am the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, heroism and chivalry... the nation's husband, Wang Sichong!"

"Pfft!"

Wen Xiaoxiao and Qin Xianfei both choked.

Qin Xianfei gnashed her teeth: "Fang Zhao, don't you have any teeth?"

Wen Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly.

"Brother Fang, the nation's husband Wang Sichong is a famous person, everyone knows him."

"Please be serious when trying to fool us."

Yang Fei rolled his eyes: "Then what should I do?"

"A woman's curiosity can destroy the Earth."

Just then, an Old Taoist came over, wearing a yellow Taoist robe.

The Old Taoist bowed to Yang Fei.

"Sir, I see darkness between your brows, heavy Yin Tang, within three days, there'll surely be a disaster with bloodshed."

Yang Fei laughed upon hearing this, such Mortal World jargon he had heard many times.

Moreover, throughout the years, when hasn't he faced disaster involving bloodshed?

He casually grabbed a crab and handed it to the Old Taoist.

"Thank the Immortal Master for the warning, but performing a ceremony to ward off bloodshed isn't necessary."

"I'm a damned lone star with no effect by fortune, whoever provokes me, I'll just kill them flat out."

The Old Taoist didn't accept Yang Fei's crab, stepped back two paces.

"Sir, you jest; one's happiness and misfortune, they cannot entirely dominate."

"I have a method that can help you avert harm and turn danger into safety."

Just then, Yang Fei's heart stirred.

He sensed the faint Essence Qi fluctuation on the Old Taoist, subtlety near invisibility.

This thanks to the Tortoise Mirror's discerning eye, otherwise even Yang Fei wouldn't notice.

Moreover, Yang Fei was shocked to discover.

The Old Taoist's Essence Qi, though minuscule, yet spread out incredibly vast, covering the heavens and earth, endless.

Yang Fei scrutinized, and surprisingly found this ordinary Old Taoist was actually Wen Taikang, who never returned.

The Old Taoist smiled slightly, knowing Yang Fei recognized him, giving a wink, speaking in a lowered voice.

"The Demon Emperor has his eye on Xiaoxiao, I'm secretly protecting, please be cautious."

Yang Fei was startled, almost unable to resist checking around.

The Demon Emperor is truly terrifying; if appearing suddenly, Yang Fei isn't confident in protecting Wen Xiaoxiao.

The Old Taoist raised his voice by eight pitches.

"Sir, the Old Taoist can perform rites to eliminate the disaster."

"However, one's destiny hinges on a single thought; you must also restrain your words and mind to avert calamity."

Yang Fei adhered to a seemingly tempted demeanor; his expression became much more respectful.

"Oh, I await the Immortal Master's guidance."

The Old Taoist poured a bowl of white wine from the gourd behind him, mixing it with cinnabar.

He dotted and painted on Yang Fei's face and forehead, muttering incantations.

Finally, the Old Taoist shouted, spraying the white wine all over Yang Fei, completing the ceremony.

Yang Fei wiped the wine off his cheeks, secretly cursing.

Qin Xianfei and Wen Xiaoxiao were watching the Old Taoist.

Yet such wandering Taoists are common; warding off disasters and seeking blessings is normal, neither found it strange.

After performing the ceremony, the Old Taoist handed Yang Fei a thread-bound booklet, its yellowed cover revealing it was an old book.

He spoke blandly: "This is the Tao Te Ching; recite it morning and evening, there will be marvelous effects."

Yang Fei knew Wen Taikang wouldn't give away a Tao Te Ching without reason; this book surely had secrets.

He nodded, respectfully receiving it.