Suddenly, a person shouted commands from in front of them, ordering all of the disciples to gather into formation before a tall platform. A few of the Wen Sect's disciples came and chided, "Silence, all of you! Don't talk!"

"Did they really think we're going to listen to them?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"Of course, all of you must listen to us." said Wen Chao.

"Quite impossible, really." said Jiang Cheng.

The person on the platform wasn't too much older than them, appearing about eighteen or nineteen. Chest puffed out, he had features that only barely crossed paths with the word "handsome". But, like his hair, they felt a bit greasy, for some reason. This was the youngest child of the QishanWen Sect, Wen Chao.

"Not good-looking at all." said Jingyi.

"Only a blind person can date him, I guess." said Jin Ling.

"What was that supposed to mean?" asked Wen Chao.

"What do you think?" asked Zizhen.

Wen Chao really enjoyed showing his face. He had flaunted himself before the other sects in quite a number of events, which was why people weren't strangers to how he looked. Behind him stood two people, one on the left and the other on the right. On the left was a glamorous girl, her stature slim. With long brows, large eyes, and lips of fiery red, the only blemish was the black mole above her upper lip. It sat on an awkward spot, as though it was always inviting others to dig it out. On the right was a tall, broad-shouldered man, appearing to be in his twenties. His face showed only indifference, surrounded by an air of coldness.

"Just seeing that woman make me disgusted." said Jiang Cheng.

"Me too." said Wei Wuxian.

"I have a feeling that she has a big role in your life." said Nie Huaisang.

Standing on the taller half of the hill, Wen Chao looked down at everyone. Looking quite pleased with himself, he waved his hand, "From now on, one by one, hand over your swords!"

"What does he mean by that?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"A cultivator must always have their swords with them. Why are they taking it away?" he added.

"What if I cut off his throat?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"That would be satisfying." said Jiang Cheng.

Wen Rouhan only gave them a look he doesn't care.

A commotion began among the crowd. Someone protested, "Swords should always accompany those who cultivate. Why do you want us to hand over our swords?"

Wen Chao, "Who was the one that spoke? From which sect? Stand forward on your own!"

The person who spoke was immediately too afraid to speak. The crowd below the platform finally quieted, and Wen Chao was finally satisfied, "It's exactly because there are still disciples like you, who know nothing of conduct, of compliance, of humility, that I'm here to indoctrinate you so that your cores don't rot away. You're already so ignorantly audacious. If your customs aren't straightened up now, in the future, there'd naturally be those who attempt to challenge the authority and climb above the Wen Sect's head!"

"Does he even know what he's saying?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Saying something like that when he himself doesn't the right conduct." said Jin Zixuan.

"Do I need that? I'm above all of you by the way." said Wen Chao.

"And the time will come where we are going to kill so that you will below us." said Jiang Cheng.

Although everyone knew that he asked for their swords with ill intentions in mind, with the QishanWen Sect like the sun at high noon, all of the sects were treading on thin ice, daring not to defy it in the slightest way. Everyone was afraid that if they caused him any displeasure, they'd be given some accusation along with their sect, and so they could only submit to him.

Jiang Cheng held Wei WuXian firmly. Wei WuXian asked with a lowered voice, "What are you holding me down for?"

Jiang Cheng snorted, "Don't do unnecessary things."

Wei WuXian, "You're thinking too much. Even if this one is so greasy that it's gross, no matter how much I want to beat him up, I won't pick such a time and cause our sect trouble. Don't worry."

"We can beat him up, together." said Jiang Cheng.

"Don't tell me you're going to hand over your swords." said Jin Zixuan.

"If you do that, then how can you protect yourselves?" asked Lan Xichen.

"Don't worry brother-in-law, Jiang Cheng and I are good at brawling>" said Wei Wuxian.

"That doesn't eased out worry, a-xian." said Jiang Yanli.

Wei Wuxian grinned at him.

Jiang Cheng, "You want to stuff him into a bag and beat him up again? I'm afraid that wouldn't work. You see that guy beside Wen Chao?"

Wei WuXian, "Yes. His cultivation is high, but his youth isn't maintained well enough. Looks like he was a late bloomer."

Jiang Cheng, "His name is Wen ZhuLiu, also known as the 'Coremelting Hand'. He's servant kept by Wen Chao's side, specially to protect him. Don't provoke him."

"He's the Core-Melting Hand?" asked Jin Ling.

"The screen just said it." said Jiang Cheng.

Everyone looked around only to see the man sitting next to Wen Chao with a indifferent face.

Wei WuXian, "The 'Core-melting Hand'?"

Jiang Cheng, "That's right. His pair of palms is quite scary. And he's an aid to the tyrant. Before, he helped Wen..."

The two looked straight ahead as they whispered. Seeing one of the Wen Sect's servants approach to take away their swords, they were silent at once. With confidence, Wei WuXian unstrapped his sword and handed it over. At the same time, he couldn't help but glance across at the GusuLan Sect's side. He originally thought that Lan WangJi would definitely refuse to hand it over. Unexpectedly, even though Lan WangJi's face was frighteningly cold, he unstrapped his sword anyway.

Some people looking angry seeing that.

"That was necessary, they don't have another after all." said Lan Xichen.

"Lets just hope that nothing worse will happen to them." said Jiang Yanli.

"Which is impossible." said Wen Qing as he gave his cousin a look.

The mockery of Madam Yu had become a prophecy. Receiving the "indoctrination" in Qishan, the meals everyday really were bland. All of the snacks that Jiang YanLi had hung around their bodies were taken away long ago. On top of that, among the young disciples, none had practiced inedia yet. One couldn't say that it wasn't difficult.

The so-called "indoctrination" of the QishanWen Sect included only handing out copies of "Quintessence of the Wen Sect", booklets full of the stories and quotes of the Wen Sect's past leaders and best cultivators. Everyone had one. They were demanded to memorize them well and keep them in mind at all times. Wen Chao, on the other hand, stood above them every single day. He'd give a speech to everyone and request that they cheer for him, make him the role model to every word, every action. During night-hunts, he would bring the disciples with him and make them run at the very front. They'd scout the path, distract the demons and beasts, and battle with all their effort, while he'd appear at the last moment and easily knock down the prey that had already been beaten to a pulp by others. After he cut off its head, he'd go around boasting that it came from the victory he had achieved alone. If there were anyone whom he found especially displeasing, he'd pull them out and scold them in front of everyone, as though said person was lower than even swine.

"He's impossible to tolerate." said Jin Zixuan.

"How are you like that?" asked Wen Rouhan.

"I didn't raised a son to be like that." he added.

"Fuqin?" asked Wen Chao.

"Your brother doesn't act like that. You're bringing shame to your name especially to my sect." said Wen Rouhan.

Last year, attending the Discussion Conference of the QishanWen Sect, Wen Chao also entered the grounds along with Wei WuXian and the others, on the day of the archery competition. He was completely sure that he'd win the first place, thinking that it was only natural for other people to yield to him. As consequence, of the first three shots, the first was a hit, the second missed, and the third shot down the wrong paper mannequin. He should've exited the grounds immediately, but he refused to, and the others were hesitant of calling him out. In the end, after the calculations, the four with the best results were Wei WuXian, Lan XiChen, Jin ZiXuan, and Lan WangJi. If it weren't for having to leave early, Lan WangJi could've done even better. Wen Chao felt greatly humiliated, and so he resented these four the most. Lan XiChen couldn't come this time, so he was fixated on the other three, scolding them everyday, exhibiting his power.

"Why Lan Huan couldn't come?" asked Jisng Cheng.

The juniors refused to answer him.

"Does Wen Chao think so highly of himself?" asked MianMian.

"Jiang-gongzi didn't even make it to the top and he think he's more better?" he added.

"Of course, I'm more better than that homosexual Jiang heir." said Wen Chao.

"You don't even know how you died in the future." said Jiang Cheng with a glare.

"Better shut that f*cking useless mouth of yours." he added.

The one who suffered the most was Jin ZiXuan. He grew up having been cupped within the palms of his parents. He had never undergone such humiliation before. If not for how the other disciples of the LanlingJin Sect stopped him and the fact that Wen ZhuLiu wasn't easy to deal with, he would have willingly killed himself along with Wen Chao on the first day. On the other hand, Lan WangJi seemed to be in a state of inner peace and absolute indifference, as though his soul had already risen out of his body. And, Wei WuXian had been through years of Madam Yu's diverse methods of scolding when he was at Lotus Pier. He began to laugh whenever he stepped off the platform, hardly blinking an eye to such moments.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng started laughing at Jin Zixuan.

"It really gave you two delight when I'm suffering, huh." said Jin Zixuan.

"You're looking miserable." laughed Wei Wuxian.

"I wonder how nanaged to get out of there, alive." laughed Jiabg Cheng.

"You two are impossible." said Jin Zixuan.

Today, as usual, the group was hustled awake by the Wen Sect's disciples again. Like a group of livestock, they were driven toward the next destination of their night-hunts.

The place that they were going this time was called Dusk-Creek Mountain.

"I have no good feeling about this." said Nie Huaisang.

"That's because nothing good will happen once that f*cking Wen took us out for his so-called night hunt." said Jiang Cheng.

"That mountain is dangerous." said Wen Rouhan.

"We can feel it." said Wei Wuxian.

The deeper they went into the forest, the thicker the branches over their heads became, and the larger the shadows below them grew. Aside from the sounds of leaves and footsteps, they couldn't hear anything else. The calls of birds, beasts and beetles were unusually perceivable amid the silence.

After a while, the group met with a creek. Scattered throughout the gurgling water were maple leaves that floated along. The harmony of the sound and the sight imperceptibly diluted the atmosphere of desolation. Bouts of giggling laughter could even be heard from in front of them.

Wei WuXian and Jiang Cheng walked while muttering insults at the Wen-dogs in every way possible. Inadvertently, he turned around, glanced, and saw a figured clothed in white. Lan WangJi was not far away from him.

"You two are really a team when it comes to insulting someone." said Jin Zixuan.

"That's because we understand one another." said Wei Wuxian.

"You should've joined them, Jin-xiong." said Nie Huaisang.

"And instead of the Wens, they will insult me instead." said Jin Zixuan.

"Oh, you know." laughed Wei Wuxian.

Due to his slow pace, Lan WangJi was toward the back of the line. Within these past few days, there were many times when Wei WuXian wanted to approach him and catch up on what had been happening. However, Lan WangJi turned away whenever he saw him and Jiang Cheng had also beat it into him not to mess around. Now that they were closer, he couldn't help but pay more attention. Wei WuXian suddenly realized that, although Lan WangJi tried to walk as normally as possible, one could still see that his right leg contacted the ground lighter than his left, as though he couldn't put any pressure on it.

"What happened to Wangji?" asked Lan Xichen.

"He might have a broken leg." said Wen Qing.

"Which isn't good for him to night hunt." she added.

"Then, that would be easy for him to be a bait." said Wen Chao with a laugh.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" asked Wen Rouhan.

Seeing this, Wei WuXian slowed down so that he was beside Lan WangJi. Walking shoulder to shoulder with him, he asked, "What happened to your leg?"

Lan WangJi stared straight at the front, "Nothing."

"Don't lie to me, Lan Zhan." said Wei Wuxian.

"Mn. Sorry Wei Ying." said Lan Wangji.

"Just don't be like that again." said Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji just kissed his forehead.

Wei WuXian, "We're already familiar with each other, aren't we? How cold—you don't even bother giving me a single look. Your leg really is fine?"

Lan WangJi, "We are not familiar."

Wei WuXian turned around and walked facing the back, determined on making Lan WangJi look at his face, "Don't force yourself if it's not fine. Is your leg hurt or broken? When did it happen?"

"I'm hurt, Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian said dramatically.

"I was just concerned about you, why must hurt me." he added.

"Sorry Wei Ying." said Lan Wangji.

"So dramatic." said Jiang Cheng.

"You're saying that because it was easy for you to get your husband's attention." said Wei Wuxian.

"Wangji won't do that again, Wei Ying." said Lan Wangji.

"Promise? Lan Zhan?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"Mn. Promise." said Lan Wangji and hugged Wei Wuxian tightly.

Just as he was about to say, 'do you want me to carry you', a fragrant breeze suddenly wafted around his nose. Wei WuXian turned around and looked to the side. His eyes immediately lit up.

Seeing that he had stopped talking abruptly, Lan WangJi followed his gaze. He saw about half a dozen girls walking together. The one in the center wore a layer of chiffon over her coat of pale scarlet. As wind blew across, the chiffon swayed. Her figure looked exceptionally good from the back.

This figure was what Wei WuXian had been looking at.

"Wrong move, Wei Wuxian." laughed Jiang Cheng.

The temperature suddenly turned cold around the room.

"Lan Zhan." said Wei Wuxian.

"Wei-xiong, you really can't stop yourself huh." laughed Nie Huaisang.

"How many times do I have to tell not flirt?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Poor Lan Wangji." said Jin Zixuan.

One of the girls laughed, "MianMian, your perfume sachet truly is something special. After I wore it, bugs really did stop coming over. The scent is nice too. I seem to feel much more awake after I smell it."

The voice of the girl called MianMian was indeed soft and sweet, "Inside of the sachet is filled with minced medicinal plants. It can be useful in quite a lot of ways. I've still got a few here. Do any of you want one?"

Wei WuXian swept over like a foreboding gust of wind, "MianMian, save me one too."

"Oh please, don't involve me." said MianMian as she saw how dark Lan Wangji was looking at her.

"It's not my fault." she added.

"Wei Wuxian, you put the maiden life on danger." said Wei Wuxian.

"I'm apologizing on behalf of my brother, Wangji. Young maiden, he didn't mean to glare at you like that." said Lan Xichen.

"I understand." said MianMian with a smile.

The girl was surprised. She didn't expect to hear a stranger's voice barge in so suddenly. Turning around, she revealed a fair face, which frowned slightly as she asked, "Who are you? Why do you call me MianMian as well?"

Wei WuXian grinned, "I heard all of them call you MianMian, so I thought that it's your name. What, it's not?"

"If it's not your name, then what's your real name?" asked Wei Wuxian and the hand that held his waist gripped tightly.

"Ow Lan Zhan, I'm just asking." he said.

"Can't you read the temperature? It's cold, he's f*cking jealous. And here you are asking for the maiden's name." said Jiang Cheng.

"I'm so done with you." he added.

"Sooner or later, Lan Wangji might kill this maiden out of jealousy." he added with a glare.

Lan WangJi watched them coldly. Seeing that he was at it again, Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes with emphasis.

"I can see the jealousy." Nie Huaisang said.

"Jiang Wanyin is really done with you." laughed Jin Zixuan.

MianMian's cheeks flushed, "You can't call me that!"

Wei WuXian, "Why not? How about this: if you tell me your name, I won't call you MianMian anymore. What do you think?"

MianMian, "Why do I have to tell you just because you asked? Before you ask for somebody else's name, you should tell them your name first, shouldn't you?"

"You shouldn't have talk to him." said Jiang Cheng.

"Nothing good will come out of his mouth." he added and Wei Wuxian pouted at him.

"I will take note of that, Jiang-gongzi." said MianMian.

Wei WuXian, "Sure, if you want my name. Remember, my name is 'YuanDao'."

MianMian silently pronounced the name 'YuanDao' a few times. She couldn't remember if the young master of any sect had such a name. But, judging from the boy's air and appearance, she didn't think he was the average disciple. Looking at the teasing smile at the corners of Wei WuXian's lips, she didn't know what was going on.

Suddenly, Lan WangJi's low voice came from beside them, "A play on words."

She realized at once that it had been taken from the poetry line 'its ceaseless bounds yearn for miles and miles on' and he was making fun of her. She stomped her feet in spite, "Who's yearning for you? You have no face!"

"Told you." said Jiang Cheng.

"Wei Wuxian, you're so shameless." said MianMian.

"Wangji-xiong was so jealous that he even interrupted and helped MianMian to find out." laughed Nie Huaisang.

"Thank God that he helped me or else I would have no idea about it." said MianMian.

Wei Wuxian just leaned on the shoulder of his jealous of a lover.

The girls collapsed into a laughing mess, chirping, "Wei WuXian, you really have no face!"

"I've never seen someone as annoying as you!"

"Let me tell you, she's called..."

MianMian dragged them away and turned to leave, "Let's go, let's go! You can't tell it to him."

"Why don't you want to tell me?" asked Wei Wuxian with a tease.

"You don't deserve to know." laughed MianMian.

Wei WuXian shouted from behind, "You can go, but give me a sachet, won't you?! You're ignoring me? You don't want to? If you don't, I'll find other people and ask for your name. There must be someone out there who's willing to tell me..."

Before he finished, a perfume sachet flew over from in front of him. It landed right in the middle of his chest. With an 'ouch', Wei WuXian pretended as though his heart hurt, spinning the sachet around his hand with its ribbons around his finger. Even as he walked back to Lan WangJi, he was still spinning the sachet around, grinning. Watching Lan WangJi's expression grow colder, he asked, "What? You're looking at me like that again. Right, where were we again? Let's continue. How about I carry you on my back?"

"Can't you tell his jealous?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"How would I know? I always thought he hated me." said Wei Wuxian.

"Wrong. You're just oblivious." said Jiang Cheng.

Wei Wuxian pouted at him.

Lan WangJi looked at him quietly, "Do you behave in such a frivolous way towards everyone?"

Wei WuXian thought for a second, "I think so?"

Lan WangJi looked at the ground. He only replied a moment later, "How impudent!"

"Poor Wangji." said Lan Xichen.

Lan Wangji just gave him a look.

"You really need to stop, a-niang." said Sizhui.

"I will, little radish." said Wei Wuxian as he caress Sizhui's hair.

He spoke the two words through clenched teeth, along with some strange hatred. He didn't even deem it worthy to give Wei WuXian another glare. Lan WangJi strained to speed up and walk faster. Seeing that he was forcing himself again, Wei WuXian hurried, "Fine. You don't have to walk this fast. I'll just go."

Combining three strides into two, he quickly caught up to Jiang Cheng.

"You gave up that easily?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"That's new." he added.

"That's because I have to give my little brother some attention too, since his lover isn't there to keep him company." said Wei Wuxian.

"F*ck you!" cursed Jiang Cheng but Wei Wuxian just laughed at him.

Yet, Jiang Cheng didn't give him any good looks either. He spoke menacingly, "You're so ridiculous!"

Wei WuXian, "It's not like you're Lan Zhan or anything, so why do you say ridiculous like he does? His face today is worse than how it used to be. What's wrong with his leg?"

Jiang Cheng spoke in a sour voice, "You still have the time to pay attention to him? Why don't you pay attention to yourself!? I don't know what tricks that idiot Wen Chao is planning this time, making us search for some cave entrance here in Dusk-Creek Mountain. Hopefully it's not like last time when he made us circle up and be shields of flesh."

"The Lan Sect will wage war something bad happen to my son-in-laws." said Qingheng-jun.

"Don't worry, my son will have his punishment when something bad happened to them." said Wen Rouhan.

"I didn't expect someone will do that just because we're in danger." said Wei Wuxian.

"That's because my brothers are treasures." said Jiang Yanli.

One of the disciples beside them whispered, "Of course his face isn't so great. Last month, the Cloud Recesses was burnt down. You didn't know yet, did you?"

Hearing this, Wei WuXian jolted, "Burnt down?!"

"What?!" Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng asked in disbelief.

The Lans are shocked.

"So that's the reason why Lan Huan isn't with us." said Jiang Cheng.

"He's safe, right?" Jiang Cheng asked his son.

"It's impossible for him to be safe. Lan Wangji is even injured." said Jin Zixuan.

In the past few days, Jiang Cheng had heard too many of these stories, so he wasn't as surprised as Wei WuXian was, "By the Wen Sect's people?"

The disciple, "You can say that. You can also say... that the Lan Sect itself burnt everything down. The eldest son of the Wen Sect, Wen Xu, went to Gusu. He accused the Lan Sect's leader of something and forced the Lan Sect's people to burn down their own residence! It was given pretty names like cleaning up the place so that it's reborn from the firelight. Most of the Cloud Recesses and its surrounding forest has been burnt down. Just like that, the hundreds of years old paradise had been destroyed. The leader of the Lan Sect was heavily injured. We don't even know if he's still alive. Well, well..."

"Fuqin." mumbled Lan Xichen.

"Why would they do that?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"The Lans didn't even do anything wrong." he added.

"That's because Lan Sect is a threat to them." said Jin Guangshan.

"It's not like they will do something to cause the Wens downfall." said Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian, "Is Lan Zhan's leg related to this?"

The disciple, "Of course. The first place that Wen Xu ordered them to burn down was the Library Pavilion. He declared that he'll teach anyone who wasn't willing to do it a lesson. Lan WangJi refused. He was attacked by Wen Xu's people and they broke one of his legs. It hadn't even been healed yet, and he was dragged out here again. Who knows what they're trying to do?!"

Wei Wuxian turned to glare at the man who made his husband injured in the future.

"The Library Pavilion is the most important in the Lan Sect, after all." said Madam Jin.

Wei WuXian thought carefully. Within these days, aside from being scolded by Wen Chao, Lan WangJi really didn't walk around much. He had always been either standing or sitting, saying nothing at all. He was someone who valued proper conduct beyond anything, so naturally he didn't let anyone see that his leg had been injured.

Seeing that he seemed like he wanted to go over to Lan WangJi again, Jiang Cheng pulled Wei WuXian away, "What's wrong with you, now?! You still dare provoke him? You really are digging your own grave!"

"Aiyaa ChengCheng, why don't yiu want me to be with my Lan Zhan?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Besides, my Lan Zhan will never hurt me." he added.

"Can't you see his face? He doesn't want anyone to be near him." said Jiang Cheng.

"Are you worried about me?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"I will never." said Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian, "I'm not going to provoke him. Look at his leg. He's been on the go for so many days—the state of his injury must've worsened. It became noticeable probably only because he really couldn't hide it any longer. If he walks on like this, it's likely that he won't ever be able to use his leg again. I'm gonna carry him."

Jiang Cheng pulled him even closer, "It's not as if you're familiar with him! Don't you see how much he hates you? You're going to carry him? He probably doesn't even want you a step closer to him."

Wei WuXian, "It's alright if he hates me—I don't hate him. I'll get him onto my back the second I get hold of him. Could he possibly choke me to death while on my back?"

"Probably." said Jiang Cheng and Jin Zixuan.

"You're not Lan Zhan to decide." said Wei Wuxian with a pout.

"Do you think that a man like Lan Wangji will let someone carry him?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"I am not someone, we're married." said Wei Wuxian.

"You don't know." said Jiang Cheng.

"I can he wants to carry you but not the other way around." said Nie Huaisang.

"I will still carry him." said Wei Wuxian.

"Suit yourself." said Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng warned, "We aren't even able to care for ourselves; how do we have the time to care about the trivialities of others?"

Wei WuXian, "First, this isn't a triviality. Second, things like this, somebody will have to care about them, sooner or later!"

"Are you not worried about your brother-in-law?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Why would I?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"Besides, I am not close to him." he added.

As the two argued with lowered voices, one of the Wen Sect's servants came over and scolded, "Don't talk amongst yourselves. Watch what you do!"

"A mere servant dare to scold me?" Jiang Cheng asked in disbelief.

"Maybe he doesn't know you." said Wei Wuxian.

"Unacceptable." said Jin Zixuan.

After the servant came and went, a dainty girl approached them. Her name was Wang LingJiao. She was one of the servants that Wen Chao kept by his side. Exactly how she served him, though, everyone knew without the need of explaining. She used to be a maid of Wen Chao's principal wife. Since she had quite the look, she got into his bed after exchanging a few looks with her mistress. As one's position elevates, those around them receive blessings as well. In the world of cultivation, a certain 'YingchuanWang Sect' had also appeared.

Since her spiritual power was weak, she couldn't use upper-level swords, which was why she held a long branding iron in her hand. All of the Wen Sect's servants had one of these branding irons. Without the need to be heated, it gave a painful brand to whomever it touched.

"Isn't that the brand Lan Wangji have in his chest?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"So that's the person who hurt my Lan Zhan." said Wei Wuxian.

"I will rip his hair off." he added.

Holding it in her hand, Wang LingJiao scolded pompously, "Young Master Wen told you to search for the entrance, so what are you doing, whispering to each other?"

"This woman, how dare she?" said Jiang Cheng.

"Since she's the servant, why not she look for it herself?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"Whu would my JiaoJiao do that?" asked Wen Chao.

"JiaoJiao? What is she? A dog?" asked Jiang Cheng in full mockery.

Some people laughed at that.

"At least I have her." said Wen Chao.

"Then keep her. No one's gonna take her." said Jiang Cheng.

"Yeah yeah, you can have her all for yourself." said Wei Wuxian.

"As the saying goes 'until death do as part'. You two won't be separated." he added.

"Isn't that sweet?" he asked

Wen Chao glared at him which he returned with a grin.

At such a time, even a mere maid who had earned her position by crawling into another's bed sheets could bloat with such arrogance before them. They weren't sure whether to laugh or frown.

"I will laugh, for sure." said Wei Wuxian.

"Such woman doesn't know how to show respect." said MianMian.

Suddenly, somebody shouted from the side, "Found it!"

"Found what?" asked Jin Zixun.

"Are you dumb?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"He is, a-niang." said Jingyi.

"You better listen to every information so that you won't ask. They're looking for a cave entrance, dumbass." said Nie Huaisang.

Jin Zixun glared at him but Nie Mingjue gave him a look making him shiver.