Chapter 7, Meeting you is my deepest 2

Alright! Tian Fan replied with a smile, thinking to himself: You wear a mask, do you think I won't call your name? Having caused this trouble, I will no longer have to cling to you; it will be your turn to cling to me!

Qin Qinghe reached out to stop her: "Tian Fan, don't say anymore. Consider it my incompetence, I apologize! I cannot defeat Zhang Zhenren!"

Ah, Brother Qin, look at the veins popping on your forehead! I didn't say to kill him; he's just an old man. Just teach him a lesson or two, and after you're done, say, 'The world's number one is nothing more than this, hahahaha...' It would definitely be very amusing!" She tilted her head and said, "Still, it's better to say, 'There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people.' It's good to leave some room for others when dealing with people. As for that title of the world's number one, it's better not to have it. It shows that you have grace..."

Alright, if you, my lady, wish to see a performance, I shall pretend to be a monkey and put on a show for you! However, I do not wish to reveal my identity; would it be acceptable for me to wear a mask? Afterward, you can return the items to me, and we shall be even!

Tian Fan smiled and said: "Brother Qin, you are good in every way, but you are not decisive in your actions. I know you can definitely take that kid down! Just show me your true skills once, don't just move your fingers and think you've fooled me. As long as you can make Huo Mumu look for his teeth all over the ground, that will be enough for me to consider this matter done!"

Then... Tian Fan thought for a moment and said: "Then you go and knock down that fool you said was just passable in martial arts that day for me to see."

Tian Fan immediately imitated his voice: "Consider me incompetent, I apologize, but I truly cannot defeat this Huo Huaiyu. Please think of someone else, or perhaps try the old lady Liu who sells rouge on the street; I might be able to handle her..." His face was filled with mockery.

Qin Qinghe Zheng emphasized: "There is no way to win! Think of something else that I can accomplish, and I will definitely help you with it"

However, Huo Huaiyu ... ...

Tian Fan clapped and laughed: "No, no, no, you said that day that you were not a match for Huo Mumu, and now you say that winning is not easy either. Let me press you again; you will surely say—though defeating him is not difficult, I still have to lift a finger! Hahaha. Aren't martial artists supposed to act on their words? What did you just say? I will think of something else that you can accomplish, and you must help me with it. Do you dare to swear that you cannot defeat Huo Mumu?"

Tian Fan looked at him with suspicion, seeing that he did not seem to be joking, and asked: "Are you really unable to win?"

Huo Huaiyu?" Qin Qinghe's eyes widened in disbelief: "For no reason at all, why would you want to hit him?"

"Brother Qin, it's still early in the morning!" Tian Fan said softly, "You still need to carry me..." Her face turned slightly red as she added, "I mean... carry me home for a bit, I rushed out earlier without wearing shoes."

Qin Qinghe helplessly said: "To be honest with you, facing off against Huo Huaiyu is not as simple as you think. Even if I can defeat him, it won't be easy..."

Qin Qinghe let out a long breath: "Let's go!"

Under the yellow full moon, the small river flows quietly, and the wind gently sings. Qin Qinghe, with his prominent buck teeth, walks back dejectedly. Amidst the sounds of insects chirping and frogs croaking, the shadows of the two people are elongated behind them, resembling a comical figure with a very fat upper body and thin calves.

Tian Fan! I don't know why, Qin Qinghe felt that his breath was becoming shorter and it was becoming difficult for him to speak: "Don't you feel that this is a bit too bullying? I saw with my own eyes that Huo Huaiyu did nothing to provoke you, so just let it go this time!"

Qin Qinghe sighed, unable to utter a word

Tian Fandao: "Who just said - play however you want, I won't restrict you!"

Qin Qinghe urgently said: "Stop joking!"

Qin Qinghe held his forehead, feeling certain that he must be ill; otherwise, how could he be so dizzy? Tian Fan did not understand; it was not that he was afraid of competing with Huo Huaiyu, as he still had a slight edge in true skill. However, becoming enemies with Huo Huaiyu would lead to significant trouble behind the scenes. He glanced at Tian Fan and thought to himself, no matter what, it was still less troublesome than her.

Tian Fan rolled his eyes and imitated Qin Qinghe's voice: "Play however you want, I won't restrict you..."