Who in the world does not know you?

Chapter 89 Who Can Bully Me

Wen Zhao grew up in Ningzhou Prefecture and, being a mischievous troublemaker, she was very familiar with everyone and everything there.

She dragged Yun Luobai into the Ruyi Inn. The guests who were eating there quickly looked away when they saw her, and they lowered their voices to chatter.

"Second brother, order whatever you like!"

Wen Zhao's voice was very bright, so bright that it seemed that everyone in the entire Ruyi Inn could hear her as soon as she opened her mouth.

The waiter was surprised that this unapproachable young lady didn't curse this time but walked in directly. He immediately welcomed the two of them to a conspicuous table in the center of the inn.

"I'd like a few light side dishes and two bowls of plain noodles."

Yun Luobai smiled and said to the waiter, which immediately displeased Wen Zhao.

"What bland side dishes? Change them to meat dishes! Plain noodles? Change them to beef noodles! It has to be the kind that's topped with beef so you can't even see the noodles!"

"Yes, Miss Wen, I'll have the kitchen prepare it right away..."

Watching the waiter's hurried departure, Yun Luobai's smile was filled with helplessness.

"Didn't you say I could order whatever I wanted to eat...?"

"You've only recently recovered, you should eat more to nourish yourself. Look how thin you are, it breaks my heart to see you like this. Second brother, don't worry, with me here, no one will be able to bully you anymore."

Wen Zhao patted Yun Luobai on the shoulder, looking earnest and serious.

"What, did I used to be bullied all the time? With you guys around, who can bully me? Who dares to bully me?"

"..."

Wen Zhao suddenly fell silent.

Yun Luobai caught her momentary silence in his gaze and immediately sensed that Wen Zhao was thinking of something, but she didn't say it.

She's a straightforward girl with a frank and cheerful personality; she shouldn't be the type to be so sensitive as to be considerate of others' feelings.

"What came to your mind?"

"It's nothing... Oh dear, I'm getting a little hungry. We martial artists eat a lot and get hungry quickly, there's nothing we can do about it..."

Wen Zhao's eyes darted around, and he brushed it off with a complaint.

Yun Luobai didn't press further, because it seemed Wen Zhao wasn't prepared to say.

Then he recalled the contents of the blue book.

These are all beautiful moments Yun Luobai spent with her family and friends in Ningzhou Prefecture, without a single painful or sad experience.

However, if Yun Luobai's tuberculosis is not an ordinary, stubborn disease, but rather something he was harmed by, then the pain he endures is beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

"His illness is not ordinary tuberculosis, but rather that someone around him is regularly poisoning him, causing the disease to worsen and prolong its course until it is now beyond cure..."

"Second brother, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing Wen Zhao's question, Yun Luobai came back to her senses, looked down at her hand that was tightly gripping the teacup, and then loosened her grip while putting on her usual gentle demeanor.

"It's nothing... By the way, didn't you bring me here so I could find out about the young master of the Myriad Tribulations Sect? How about I go upstairs and call him down, and the three of us can have a meal together? That way, you can make peace between yourselves?"

"That won't do. As the saying goes, there's no first place in literature but there's a second in martial arts. We both practice shooting, so we have to settle this with a winner."

"There are plenty of martial arts practitioners in the world who practice shooting, why are you fixated on him?"

"He provoked me first."

"But he has already lost to you. Regardless of whether it was because he stopped halfway, at least he didn't pay any attention to your shouting and mocking outside the Ruyi Inn all day long. So the matter should end here."

"That won't work."

"Wen Zhao, you don't seem like the type to be persistent and clingy. I've heard that the young master of the Myriad Tribulations Sect is as beautiful as a woman. Could it be that you've fallen for him...?"

"Second brother! How can you be just like third brother! I'm stronger than most men in the world, how could I possibly fall for any man?"

"Oh, you like women."

"You're talking nonsense...you're spouting lies."

If Qingchuan were present, he would probably have spoken out loudly, angrily criticizing Wen Zhao for treating the two of them unequally.

Why is it that Qingchuan gets chased and beaten for saying such things, but Yun Luobai doesn't get the same treatment?

"You wait here for now. I'll go upstairs to meet with the young master of the Wanjie Sect. If he's willing to come down and meet you, you can have a friendly spar in the future, which can be considered a friendly exchange. There's no need to make a big fuss about it."

After Yun Luobai finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the stairs at the corner. Wen Zhao snorted and showed a disdainful expression, but did not stop him.

Yun Luobai asked the waiter who passed by her which room Leng Xiao was staying in, and soon after, there was a knock on Leng Xiao's door.

Leng Xiao rarely went out. His meals were prepared and delivered to his room by the waiter every day. He was not short of money. At present, he just wanted his injuries to heal quickly so that he could leave Ningzhou Prefecture, this place of trouble.

Because of Wen Zhao's presence, Ningzhou Prefecture became a place of trouble for Leng Xiao.

Hearing the knock on the door, Leng Xiao inside was terrified.

He had thought that since he hadn't heard the girl's shouting downstairs today, he had given up. Could it be that she had come knocking on his door?

It couldn't be the waiter; the waiter would make a sound when he knocked on the door to deliver the food.

The people from Wan Jie Sect have already come; they probably won't be coming again.

He walked to the door with a cold laugh and asked in a deep voice through the door.

"Who?"

Yun Luobai, standing outside the door, noticed the cautiousness in his tone and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Just how badly did Wen Zhao push this young master of the Myriad Tribulations Sect to his limits...?

"I."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Yun Luobai, and I know Li Hongyi."

Upon hearing her cousin's name, Leng Xiao frowned slightly, but still chose to open the door. She then stepped aside to invite Yun Luobai into the room and closed the door behind her.

Yun Luobai's gaze swept across the guest room briefly before landing on Leng Xiao.

"As expected of the young master of the Myriad Tribulations Sect, he truly lives up to the rumors—with rosy lips, white teeth, and a face as beautiful as jade..."

Yun Luobai sat at the table and unceremoniously picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Who are you? And why do you recognize my cousin?"

"It seems I was right, she really is Li Zigui's daughter."

Yun Luobai's brief remarks made Leng Xiao's expression turn serious, and he subconsciously began to circulate his internal energy.

As if sensing something, Yun Luobai glanced sideways at the person standing not far away, sneering, with a slight upturn at the corners of his lips.

"Don't be nervous. You're injured. If you rashly use your internal energy, it will only delay things for a long time. Unless you're still not satisfied with the days when Wen Zhao curses you every day, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Who exactly are you?"

"As I just said, my name is Yun Luobai. It's normal that you don't recognize me. Wen Zhao and I grew up together, and she's downstairs right now. If you're willing to make peace and don't want to be bothered by her all the time, you can come downstairs with me and talk to her face to face. Although she's competitive, she's not entirely unreasonable. To put it another way, you were the one who approached her first, so you can't blame anyone else."

The sneer just didn't sound right.

Is this a peace talk or a declaration of war?