Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Also, Lord Asura said you weren’t a match for him in both literature and martial arts… He said you were at the same level as the president of the Fearless Alliance at most, Knight-errant Yi…”
Upon seeing a lack of reaction from Yi Shuihan, Ye Wanwan continued to spice up the tale. “Lord Asura also said you better not run into him in the Independent State. Otherwise… he’d make you regret being born…”
Ye Wanwan rambled on for half a day, but Yi Shuihan still remained unaffected and ignored her, as though she was talking about someone else.
She stared at Yi Shuihan with a frown. Yi Shuihan didn’t fall asleep while she was doing her monologue, right…
A moment later, Yi Shuihan finally spoke. “That’s what you wanted to tell me…?”
Ye Wanwan nodded vehemently and said, “That’s right… Knight-errant Yi, Lord Asura offended and slandered you so much… If I were you, I would definitely make him pay…
“Later this evening, Lord Asura is holding a conference… At that time, he’ll definitely personally attend. Knight-errant Yi, if you’re angry, I can take you to Lord Asura and demand an explanation…”
As long as Yi Shuihan was enraged and agreed, her objective would be achieved.
“I’m not angry,” Yi Shuihan replied indifferently. “I never said I was number one in the world. If you like these superficial titles, you can take it.”
Ye Wanwan’s lips twitched. What a broad-minded person…
She previously heard that Yi Shuihan only attacked ancient clans and ignored all the other powers. As long as you didn’t insult Yi Shuihan in front of him, he absolutely wouldn’t care.
“Knight-errant Yi, you… you won’t think about it?” Ye Wanwan couldn’t accept it.
“I’m only interested in ancient clans. If you have news of an ancient clan’s higher-up making trips outside, you can inform me,” Yi Shuihan said.
Ye Wanwan: “…”
Even if she did obtain news of an ancient-clan higher-up leaving their clan, she wouldn’t dare to tell Yi Shuihan. What if Yi Shuihan killed that higher-up? Those ancient clans wouldn’t seek Yi Shuihan out; they’d definitely hunt her down…
“Oh right.”
Yi Shuihan took off his eye-mask and got up from the sofa suddenly, going to the fridge and taking out a bottle. He handed it to Ye Wanwan and said, “Try this strong liquor that I brewed. It tastes decent.”
Ye Wanwan accepted the bottle, her lips twitching. She was tricked once already; how could she get tricked a second time…
Ye Wanwan had a deep understanding of the liquor brewed by Yi Shuihan by now. They were all basically saccharine water.
“Alright… I’ll taste it thoroughly when I’m home…” Ye Wanwan turned to leave.
“Hold on,” Yi Shuihan called out.
“What is it, Knight-errant Yi?” Ye Wanwan asked curiously.
“I have a little disciple named Nie Tangxiao. He’s the Little Young Master of the Nie family, one of the four great clans in the Independent State,” Yi Shuihan said as he took off his eye-mask again.
Ye Wanwan froze in her spot. Tangtang’s… Yi Shuihan’s little disciple?!
What’s going on?!
Ye Wanwan looked at Yi Shuihan silently, waiting for him to continue.
“My disciple has never seen his mother, but he sought me out some time ago and told me his mother came home. However, my disciple is fairly suspicious of his mother’s identity and wanted me to help him look into it,” Yi Shuihan explained slowly.
Ye Wanwan had an inkling about this matter. After Tangtang’s mother returned, Tangtang found it hard to accept initially. Ye Wanwan didn’t expect Tangtang to be Yi Shuihan’s disciple and request Yi Shuihan to help him investigate his mother’s identity though.
Isn’t this too much of a coincidence…
