C2 Good Luck

"Stop right there!"

Mu Qiuyang did his best to suppress the anger in his heart, as Fang Bai's attitude was one of disregard and contempt. This was not a attitude that a Good-for-nothing should have towards an exceptional Genius. Fang Bai should have respectfully bowed in worship to him, and then waited for him to trample on his!

This was the scene Mu Qiuyang expected, the facts were completely inconsistent!

Fang Bai stopped in his tracks because someone was blocking his way. Since their master was angry, a Slave would naturally step forward to resolve the problem.

"Our Young Master didn't let you leave, so you had to stay here!" Her flattering gaze turned to Mu Qiuyang, who nodded in satisfaction and walked over to Fang Bai's side.

"Bai Qianxue is mine, even a Good-for-nothing like you wants to get her hands on him. If you don't want to die, you'd better be smart." Mu Qiuyang said in an extremely low voice, allowing Fang Bai to hear everything clearly.

"Good luck!"

Fang Bai said indifferently, and stepped aside to continue walking.

Good luck?

Mu Qiuyang was stunned, wasn't he angry after his fiancee was taken away? Or maybe Fang Bai was not only a Good-for-nothing, but also a fool?

This kind of coldness was an insult to him, and as his anger rose, Mu Qiuyang directly struck a palm towards Fang Bai's back.

The moment his palm struck out, Mu Qiuyang immediately regretted it. He was a dignified Seven Meridians Warrior, an unrivalled Genius of a Yun Shui City. How could he make a move against a Good-for-nothing?

It was too late, Mu Qiuyang could only try to retract the Zhenqi, in case he failed. After all, Fang Bai was the direct grandson of the Fang Family's Patriarch.

Hearing the wind rising behind him, Fang Bai immediately knew what was going on. He wanted to avoid the wind, but how could a person who had never cultivated before avoid the sneak attack from the Seven Meridians Warrior?

Pow!

Fang Bai felt a sharp pain on his back, and a huge force rushed over. His body involuntarily flew forward, and landed ten meters away.

Fortunately, Mu Qiuyang had retracted a large portion of his Zhenqi at the last moment, if not, he would have been able to take Fang Bai's life with this palm.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Fang Bai endured the pain in his body and struggled to stand up. With much difficulty, he turned around and asked: "Can I leave now?"

Mu Qiuyang's gaze was still dull and lifeless, his face did not reveal any expression at all, and the bottom of his heart inexplicably went cold, "What kind of person is capable of being completely indifferent to these things?"

No matter what was said, Fang Bai was her cousin and fiance, at least for now. To be humiliated by Mu Qiuyang in front of so many people on the street, she had to stand up and speak.

It was not for Fang Bai, but to protect the reputation of the number one beauty!

"Mu Qiuyang, you are going too far!"

Her voice was sweet and melodious, and there was no anger or blame in it. There was only a faint hint of dissatisfaction.

"Xue'er, I'm sorry!" Mu Qiuyang regained his composure, and anxiously turned to Bai Qianxue and said: "I was just joking with Brother Fang, I didn't expect him to not dodge."

Not dodge?

How could a Seven Meridians Warrior sneak attack a person who had never cultivated before escape?

However, no one would care about that. The one who took action was Mu Qiuyang, a future disciple of the Tian Ji Sect. Who would offend a disciple of the Tian Ji Sect for the sake of a single Good-for-nothing?

There was no one around and Bai Qianxue did not know how to do it.

"Not in line!"

Bai Qianxue looked at Fang Bai, and said gently: "Cousin, you should go back quickly.

Fang Bai slowly walked towards the Fang Family, causing the surrounding crowd to gradually disperse, and the streets to once again be filled with noise and excitement. There were also a few people who wanted to talk about what had just happened.

For a person to be able to endure such humiliation, he would either not care, or he had an even greater hatred in his heart.

Fang Bai belonged to the latter. He knew very clearly that Mu Qiuyang had attacked with killing intent just now.

It wasn't that Fang Bai didn't hate him, but that he had to endure it. A grudge had accompanied him in his heart for sixteen years, and would accompany him for a very long time in the future.

Before this enmity could be resolved, Fang Bai had to endure it, endure it!

It wasn't easy for them to get to the Fang Family Main Hall. When the guards at the door saw the injured direct descendant young master turning a blind eye to them, everyone in the Fang Family felt that Fang Bai was a humiliation, other than Bai Yufu.

As they walked through the gate, all the people from the Fang Family that they met chose to ignore Fang Bai's existence and distanced themselves from him. It was always like this, let alone this time.

The appearance of the Tian Ji Sect threw the Fang Family into chaos. Once Mu Qiuyang became the A disciple of the Empyrean Terminus Sect, the Fang Family would face a calamity.

Mu Family would never let go of such a rare chance. Yun Shui City would definitely become the world of Mu Family. At that time, how should she act?

In the eyes of many in the Fang Family, all of this was because of Fang Bai!

If Fang Bai could be like the Genius, and was chosen by the Tian Ji Sect, how could the Fang Family face such a disaster? They forgot that they could also be like Mu Qiuyang, the Genius, but they couldn't!

The moment Fang Bai walked back to his residence, he heard a gentle voice, "Whitey, is that you?"

The corner of Fang Bai's mouth rose into a smile, "Mother, I'm back!"

It took Fang Bai several years to get used to the name of Whitey, so naturally, he had nothing to say about his mother's good feelings towards him. Only when the name was called, it was too lazy.

His father's surname was Fang, his mother's surname was Bai, and he had the name Fang Bai!

"Whitey is really you!" The voice in the room became agitated, followed by a rustling sound. The Door creaked as it opened and a beautiful, dignified, middle-aged woman walked out.

"Whitey, what's wrong?"

Seeing Fang Bai's appearance, the middle aged woman became flustered and panicked. He ran over and grabbed Fang Bai's hand, looking him up and down.

"It's nothing. I accidentally fell down the mountain." Fang Bai smiled, and the pain on his body vanished into nothingness.

"You're already so injured, and you still say you're fine." Bai Yufu's eyes reddened, and said softly: "I told you not to run around, to be able to walk around for half a month and even injure yourself to such an extent. Yue Er, quickly go ask the old master for some medicine. "

A fifteen to sixteen year old girl hurriedly ran out of the courtyard. When she left, she almost tripped and disappeared without a trace.

"Mom, I'm really fine, don't worry, just rest for a few days!" Fang Bai lied on the bed and comforted his in a low voice.

Bai Yufu rolled her eyes at him, and said gently: "Let's see if you still dare to run around randomly in the future." As she said that, her tears fell uncontrollably, causing Fang Bai to feel pain in her heart.

At this time, Yue Er walked in, grabbed onto her clothes with both hands and said uneasily: "Master is busy, I couldn't see Master."

"Busy? What can he be busy with?" Bai Yufu said impatiently, "Is there anything more busy than your son getting injured? "No, I'll go find him!"

"Mother!"

Fang Bai reached out to hold Bai Yufu back, and laughed: "I'm really alright, it's all good to see mother!"

"Only your mouth is sweet!" Bai Yufu rolled her eyes at him and sat down according to her words. Perhaps she also knew that it was useless even if she went. In the current Fang Family, no one took their mother seriously. The source of the matter was Fang Bai's inability to cultivate.

In Fang Family, it was a sin to not cultivate, not to mention that Fang Bai was the Patriarch's direct grandson.

However, Bai Yufu did not care, she firmly believed that her son was the most outstanding son in the world, even if he could not cultivate.

When Bai Yufu left the Door, Fang Bai heaved a sigh of relief. He cared about everything except his mother's tears. In his memory, there had been no fatherly love since the age of six. Only his mother had always cared for him and never changed!