Monarch Night

In his heart, he was silently reciting a phrase.

"In times of crisis, watch over each other, and serve as each other's shield!"

Perhaps at the time, Fang Che didn't realize that his casual comment—made while thinking that "Ding Jie Ran is a seed of the Yemo Sect"—had such a significant impact on Ding Jie Ran.

This phrase.

Was the warmest thing Ding Jie Ran had heard since closing off his heart.

Because: in times of crisis.

What is a time of crisis?

It's a matter of life and death.

Watch over each other, and serve as each other's shield.

He felt that this was what comrades were, what friends were.

When his entire family betrayed the Continent and became little demons, someone said this to him.

This was the only warmth in his lonely heart.

So before the sparring tournament fight, Ding Jie Ran had already, in his one-sided wish, regarded Fang Che as a friend.

All the way until now.

Fang Che, up until now in Ding Jie Ran's life, was the only friend he had.

The other students at the Martial Arts Academy were just strangers to him.

And Yu Zhongge, Mo Gan Yun...

In Ding Jie Ran's heart, they were just classmates.

Definitely not friends.

Only one friend!

That's my boss!

Boss Fang!

At any time, thinking about my Boss Fang, he got the sword and would still leave one for me even if I wasn't there.

So when Boss Fang came to fight, I had to go see him.

Because, in times of crisis, watch over each other, and serve as each other's shield!

...

Fang Che and thirty-six others chatted until the lights were first turned on.

Fang Che rarely let go of everything, and each of these people had a strong background, so they weren't afraid of being implicated by him.

So he decided, during this time, to open up his heart and thoroughly enjoy what was a rare moment of happiness for him.

Because Fang Che knew that for him, times like this with friends—being frank with each other, talking and laughing without any restrictions—were a luxury. The opportunities in his life to open up so completely were not many.

This included fighting on behalf of the Guardians to win honor for them; such opportunities were also scarce.

This was one of the few opportunities for him to appear entirely on the front stage.

Fang Che cherished this rare time.

He cherished each second.

"Let's continue chatting tonight."

Feng Xiangdong warmly invited, and the others all responded in kind.

"I'm not joining."

Fang Che coughed and said, "I need to accompany my wife."

"Accompany your wife? Your wife came along?"

"Yes, yes."

"Deserting your friends for a woman! Shame on you!"

"Can't help it, buddy. I'm a married man, unlike you bunch of single dogs... the feeling is different."

Everyone expressed their indignation.

"Wait... Fang Che, Fang Che... damn it..."

Chu Wuqing stared with his eyes wide open, "No way, the one whose shout made every Shi Family on this earth reform, is you, Boss Fang?"

Everyone looked at him as if seeing an immortal.

Most of the people here had been on the mountain for a long time and dared not wander around the headquarters, so they didn't know about such a big event.

But those who were in the know did exist.

So someone began to vividly describe how deep Fang Che's love was, how great the couple's relationship was, impossible to separate, and how his wife came along to the headquarters...

How his wife was a peerless beauty, and how at the gate of Sanchuan City, playboys acted out of line... how Boss Fang unleashed his fury for the beauty...

With one shout, the aftermath was... then more followed.

The Ninth Lord happened to be patrolling, the news came, the Ninth Lord happened to see... thus, how exactly it happened... as a result, the entire Continent Families all suffered because of this incident.

Over thirty people listened, entranced.

"Amazing, man! This is changing the Continent's structure with one's own power!"

Luo Shishui admired deeply, prostrating himself in admiration: "Tonight I'm not talking to them either, I want to follow you to see our sister-in-law, how stunning she is, this... this beauty disaster to such an extent, the whole wide world's families, all in trouble! Ah, ah, ah, I must go see our sister-in-law..."

"Me too, me too."

"Let's all go."

Feng Xiangdong and the others couldn't stay calm anymore.

Such a beauty, one who changed the world's family's state with her presence, just how beautiful is she?

A group of single dogs immediately scratched their heads, eager to go meet her.

"Bring the wine and food too, let's have a drink at Boss Fang's place."

Someone suggested.

Instantly everyone's eyes lit up: "Brilliant idea."

Fang Che angrily said: "I'm going back to rest with my wife, what are you all coming for? We will be opponents tomorrow, the kind with fists flying, we're not that close, right?"

"Doesn't matter if we're close or not, we just want to see our sister-in-law."

"What's there to fear about opponents? I respect my opponents the most."

"Exactly, exactly, going to your place, you'd get us drunk, and tomorrow you'd win without fighting. Isn't my idea good?"

Fang Che desperately refused, by no means allowing these guys to go, my own wife, I can see for myself, what are you looking for?

But these guys all had a common trait, which was their thick skin.

A few guys from the headquarters had already run out to get wine and food. Before leaving, they earnestly instructed: "Keep an eye on him, don't let him run away."

...

Soon, each carrying a big bag, they came back energetically. Two guys were entirely covered in wine jars, and one simply pulled a cart with wine jars piled high on it.

"Go, go, let's see our sister-in-law!"

Thirty-five people shouted and hollered, crowding Fang Che—practically escorting him.

Fang Che was pushed along, fuming: "I'm telling you not to go, not to go... dammit..."

But how could everyone possibly comply, when they saw him irritated with the jostling, a few started kicking at him.