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In the traditional strategy of the Huaxia Ethnicity, this approach by Wei Yuan is known as "feigning an attack in the east while striking in the west."
Perhaps this tactic is somewhat shameless and a bit sneaky, but its effectiveness is quite evident!
At this moment, those Delinquent Girls were suddenly attacked, and with a tall and strong boyfriend by their side, they couldn't hold back their anger. They were not exactly the kind of people who would let things slide easily.
"You bastard, how dare you touch me!"
In a moment of desperation, the Delinquent Girl slapped the man standing behind her, leaving him completely stunned.
However, unfortunately, this time someone finally fought back. They couldn't take it anymore and turned hostile: "Fuck your mother, who the hell touched you? You dare to hit me? Looking for trouble, huh?"
Just then, there was a muscular man standing beside the Delinquent Girls. Seeing the situation unfold, he felt compelled to step in. Why resort to physical fighting when one can argue?
Clearly, both sides were unable to contain themselves. Once there was even a slight disturbance, they couldn't help but shout out loud and provoke each other.
In short, everyone was incredibly brave; they wouldn't tolerate such arrogance from the other side. A fight immediately broke out, and Wei Yuan took the opportunity to pull Yang Ying away and escape.
By the time the four disciples from the Purple Robe Pavilion arrived at the scene, those involved in the brawl had already formed a chaotic circle. Onlookers who loved to witness such rare spectacles gathered around, surrounding the entire marketplace in layers. The fighters seemed to be in an arena.
When the four disciples from the Purple Robe Pavilion finally managed to squeeze through the crowd, Yang Ying had already vanished under Wei Yuan's lead. The rapid running had exhausted Wei Yuan, prompting him to find a place for both of them to hide.
Fortunately, many floors were separated by narrow paths that were mostly not blocked off. Wei Yuan found a secluded path and led Yang Ying into it sideways. He then used some obstacles to block their hiding spot; as long as they remained quiet, they should be able to evade the search by those four individuals.
However, a new problem arose: this narrow path made it difficult for anyone to pass through without turning sideways. Now that they were pressed together side by side, Wei Yuan immediately felt Yang Ying's heartbeat quicken. In this silence, he could even hear her heartbeat clearly in his ears!
"Don't take advantage of this!" Yang Ying warned in a low but fierce voice.
Of course, this should be her way of masking her embarrassment, as at this moment in this narrow path, both bodies inevitably found themselves pressed closely together.
Students who have taken biology classes know that the physical structures of men and women are quite different. For instance, the upper body of a woman will have very pronounced feminine characteristics. As a particularly voluptuous and attractive woman, Yang Ying's measurements undoubtedly fall somewhere between the fifth and seventh letters of the alphabet!
At this moment, the two bodies were completely pressed together in an embrace. Wei Yuan could feel an unusual sensation coming from his upper garment, yet it felt quite comfortable. The soft and full feeling was tightly embraced by him, and as both became increasingly nervous, Yang Ying kept trying to adjust her position. However, she couldn't manage it; instead, as they moved around in the narrow space, their bodies kept rubbing against each other, causing Wei Yuan to react unexpectedly.
"Don't think that just because I'm being nice to you, you can act recklessly. I'm warning you not to go too far."
Yang Ying had already keenly sensed the change in Wei Yuan's lower body. At this moment, Wei Yuan could only apologize, "I really didn't mean to."
To warn Wei Yuan, Yang Ying softly hummed a classic tune in his ear: "Cut the chicken, cut the chicken... No more worries!"
Hearing this made Wei Yuan's heart tremble with fear; however, that part of him was unresponsive to fear and remained defiantly erect towards Yang Ying!
At this time, the footsteps of the four Purple Robe Pavilion disciples had gradually faded away. Wei Yuan whispered, "I'm sorry. Let's wait until those people are far away before we go out. You know I'm a healthy man; this is a normal reaction, and I don't want it either!"
After a while, due to such intimate contact, Yang Ying's eyes had become hazy; she even began to enjoy this feeling. As Wei Yuan slowly withdrew from the narrow path while holding her body tightly, their bodies continuously rubbed against each other with every movement, nearly causing Yang Ying to cry out.
"Aren't those people from Purple Robe Pavilion?"
Once he confirmed he was out of danger, Wei Yuan recalled Yang Ying's earlier words and couldn't help but ask.
Yang Ying shook her head and said, "To be specific, they are disciples of Purple Robe Pavilion who do not accept the leadership of Yuan Ziyi and her father. They make up about twenty to thirty percent of Purple Robe Pavilion's disciples and are led by my former third master Shen Qingyi. They have always been at odds with Yuan Ziyi's group!"
This left Wei Yuan somewhat puzzled: "Since they are rivals with Yuan Ziyi, then it doesn't make sense for Yuan Ziyi's people to capture you. Why would Shen Qingyi's people want to capture you? Even White Mist, who has left Purple Robe Pavilion, wouldn't want to let you go?"
Yang Ying was silent for a moment, then said to Wei Yuan, "The current Purple Robe Pavilion, under Yuan Ziyi's leadership, has begun engaging in legitimate business. With the powerful medical skills and pharmaceutical experience of the Purple Robe Pavilion, the group they established is growing larger. The disciples on Shen Qingyi's side have started to feel envious and are gradually voicing their complaints. To quell these grievances, Shen Qingyi has chosen to target me!"
This statement left Wei Yuan even more confused. "What good does targeting you do?"
Yang Ying thought for a moment and seemed to consider Wei Yuan a trustworthy person. She replied, "If Shen Qingyi wants to establish a pharmaceutical enterprise and achieve rapid development in a short time, besides a strong financial backing, they also need special drug formulas. The sacred text of our sect, the Medicine King Divine Canon, is in my hands!"
"No wonder so many people are chasing after you like you're a football. I thought your charm was that powerful; turns out they're after the Medicine King Divine Canon you hold!"
With this realization, Wei Yuan understood clearly that the only skill the people of Purple Robe Pavilion had was their medical expertise. If they wanted to develop further, they would have to follow the path that Yuan Ziyi took—starting a pharmaceutical company and making money with their most proficient skills. The Medicine King Divine Canon contained many precious pharmaceutical formulas accumulated over thousands of years by the Purple Robe Pavilion, so possessing this treasure made Yang Ying a target for all sides.
"Then why do you keep this book?"
Wei Yuan implied that since she had no intention of developing any pharmaceutical business with this book, why should she be pursued by everyone for it? Of course, the idea of it being a 'worthless book' was from Wei Yuan's outsider perspective.
With a cold smile on her face, Yang Ying said, "Are you suggesting I should just throw the book away?"
So Wei Yuan began analyzing for her: "Originally, your master, the previous Purple Robe Marquis, wished for you to inherit his position. But now Yuan Ziyi's father has taken your place; you must hate him very much. So keeping the Medicine King Divine Canon privately is your way of seeking revenge against him. However, the best way to get back at him would actually be to give the Medicine King Divine Canon to Shen Qingyi and let them fight amongst themselves!"
Hearing Wei Yuan's analysis made Yang Ying laugh. "You've watched too many martial arts dramas; do you think this is about sects fighting over martial arts manuals?"
"The value of this Medicine King Divine Canon is even more enticing than martial arts manuals, right? Otherwise, so many people wouldn't be unwilling to let you go," Wei Yuan said.
Yang Ying shook her head. "The education I received from my master wasn't like that. I don't wish for internal strife within the Purple Robe Pavilion; that's a major premise. As long as the Medicine King Divine Canon is in my hands, they won't be able to fight each other. To be honest, I don't care about inheriting the title of Purple Robe Marquis; what I want is a free and easy life."
Seeing her so open about it made Wei Yuan somewhat incredulous. "Then why not just hand the Medicine King Divine Canon over to Yuan Ziyi's father? With her current strength, your third uncle definitely can't compete with him!"
Yang Ying sighed and said, "Originally, this was indeed a good idea. Senior Sister Yuan Ziyi's abilities are actually stronger than mine. Under her leadership, Purple Robe Pavilion has begun to break away from that secluded lifestyle and gradually make a name for itself in the business world. In the pharmaceutical industry, it has already established a solid foundation. In this regard, Senior Sister has done better than any previous Purple Robe Marquis. Only by allowing the disciples of Purple Robe Pavilion to have a better life can one be considered a true leader; everything else is just superficial!"
"You have such a powerful Senior Sister, and you don't hold a grudge against her father for taking your position. What concerns do you still have?"
After hearing these words, Wei Yuan began to doubt Yang Ying's intentions regarding the book, the Medicine King Divine Canon.
Yang Ying sighed again, looking dejected as she said, "That's why I can't harm her. Senior Sister is indeed impressive, but she still has her weaknesses. On certain issues, she can still make mistakes. If I were to reveal the Medicine King Divine Canon, it would actually harm her. I can't do that."
Yang Ying was unclear, and Wei Yuan didn't know what her true thoughts were. However, he finally took this opportunity to understand Yuan Ziyi's background better, so he wouldn't have to be overly cautious when interacting with her. As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing the enemy leads to victory in every battle!
Now under the leadership of Senior Sister Yuan Ziyi, some disciples of Purple Robe Pavilion had shed their previous identities and reintegrated into society, living fulfilling lives. The people on Shen Qingyi's side must have been envious and resentful upon seeing this. Once people's hearts begin to change, it becomes very dangerous; that's why Shen Qingyi had to hurry to capture Yang Ying.
The reason was naturally for the Medicine King Divine Canon in her hands. Therefore, in order not to drag down Gu Jing, after discussing with Yang Ying, Wei Yuan decided to let her return first. After all, she couldn't stay with Gu Jing, and Wei Yuan's relationship with Gu Jing was quite special since they had started that Fan Club together and had taken on quite a bit of business repairing Video Tapes.
"I'll settle the wages for the fat guy first."
Knowing that Yang Ying was short on money at the moment, Wei Yuan didn't hesitate and directly took out Yang Ying's wages from the fat guy's earnings before going to clarify things with him later. After all, Wei Yuan needed to hurry back and drive the Mercedes belonging to the Blue Old Man.
Having a car certainly made things easier, but driving Grandpa Lan's vehicle still made Wei Yuan feel nervous, as if he were constantly worried about scratching or damaging it.
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