Chapter 172 - Little Sister Training Ating Aggressively

The sun and the moon rotated, and seven days were gone in a flash---

Today was the beginning of autumn. Overnight, the mountains turned golden, and many disciples added a thicker layer of autumn clothes to their uniforms, which made them appear plumper.

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly, and Ye Anping was sitting in the pavilion at the edge of the martial arts training ground, drinking tea and enjoying the coolness while getting to know the newly joined fellow disciples.

He had just lifted his tea cup when he heard a man and a woman coming from the mountain path to the east. "Brother, who is that handsome young man sitting in the pavilion? Why is he wearing our Hundred Lotus Sect's uniform? I never noticed there was such a handsome brother in the sect."

"What brother? That's the Hundred Lotus Sect's Young Master Ye."

"Oh, so he is Young Master Ye."

"Sister, stop staring. I have heard from some elder brothers that Young Master Ye has a bad temper. When he was younger, he used to bully the sect's junior sisters every day, beating them black and blue..."

... ...

Hearing this, Ye Anping's movements stopped, and his face suddenly darkened, but he said nothing. He even specially raised his teacup to greet those two. Frightened, the two disciples immediately stepped aside, cupped their hands, and then quickly ran away.

A breeze blew past him, and somewhat awkwardly, he put down his teacup and sighed.

"Ah... How did my reputation become like this?"

Ye Anping vaguely remembered that when he started cultivating hard with his sister, most of the disciples in the sect were spreading rumors like: "The Young Master not only likes to hurt himself, but he also hurts little sister Pei!"

In time, this became: "Young Master likes to bully Sister Pei!!"

And now, it had directly turned into: "Young Master enjoys bullying the sect's sisters!!"

It's clearly the same thing, so why did it change its meaning after passing through several mouths?

Ye Anping couldn't help but sigh. The human language was like this; one changed word could make a world of difference in meaning.

"Ah... forget it. It's better to have a fierce reputation, then I won't be accosted every ten steps."

He filled his cup with tea and turned to look at the two people fighting on the martial arts field. The frustration he had just expelled with a sigh instantly returned to his heart.

"Hey--"

---"Help!! My aunt is going to kill me!!"

On the martial arts training ground, Ating, who was wearing the uniform of the Hundred Lotus Sect and had a bruised nose and face, was darting among disciples who were practicing sword and boxing.

In ancient times, there was a king of Qin circling a pillar*; now, there was Ating circling her fellow disciples.

Pei Lianxue, holding a blunt sword without an edge, chased after her. "Ating, don't be afraid. I'll just pull your bones and put them back later. Don't be afraid!"

"Waahh--- I don't want it!! Nooo!!"

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"Thanks for reminding me, Brother Liang."

Liang Zhu rolled his eyes, then got up to take Ating to dinner.

Seeing that he was leaving, Ye Anping thought about the "candidate" matter and suddenly decided to test it out since he really couldn't find a more suitable candidate than Liang Zhu.

"Brother Liang, how have you been in the Hundred Lotus Sect these days?"

"..."

Hearing this, Liang Zhu paused and turned to look back.

This guy actually took the initiative to ask about him?

There was definitely trouble.

After thinking for a while, Liang Zhu sat back and stared into Ye Anping's eyes. "Same rules. First, talk things out, then set the price."

After a moment of silence, Ye Anping asked, "Brother Liang, we've been brothers for a while. It's almost the anniversary of our sworn vows. Why don't you show some feelings?"

With an expressionless face, Liang Zhu immediately replied, "Yes, the death anniversary of our second brother, third brother, fourth brother, and fifth brother is coming soon..."

Nice technique... Ye Anping was inexplicably impressed. He wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Liang Zhu but was rebuffed with a sentence.

He cupped his hand, admitting defeat, and shook his head with a smile. "Brother Liang, you are really good at ruining people's topics. I look up to you... Let's meet some other day to burn incense or something for the second brother and the others."

"Heh..." Liang Zhu smiled and then reevaluated Ye Anping's previous question.

He sensed that Ye Anping had more than likely encountered something difficult and more than likely, he needed manpower, specifically, someone to stand in a crucial position.

Thinking of this, Liang Zhu added, "Little Brother, I can't do what you want from me."

"Huh?" Ye Anping pretended to be surprised, "Have you guessed what it is?"

"I can't guess." Liang Zhu shrugged, speaking frankly. "But from what you just said, I can tell that you now need someone... like a confidant or loyal subordinate."

"Well, not bad."

"Hehe... I'm used to living on the edge and have long passed the stage of chivalry. I am now a retainer of your Ye family. You provide money, and I handle things. This kind of relationship is beneficial for both sides; we each get what we need."

"There's no denying that."

Ye Anping closed his eyes and nodded, then raised his teacup. "It's rare for you to open your heart to me, Brother Liang. Let me toast to you."

Liang Zhu gave a rare smile and raised his cup in return.

Both tilted their heads back simultaneously.

They downed their tea.

Bitterness--

Then, sweetness again.