The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 216: A Warm Shoulder and a Cold Shoulder - Novel Cool

Chapter 216: A Warm Shoulder and a Cold Shoulder

Chapter 216: A Warm Shoulder and a Cold Shoulder

Gao Qingyu's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Lu Jiaoshan said, "You go and order the food, and don't let Huang Yifan leave."

Lu Jiaoshan said, "I'll put it on credit."

"I can't afford to lose face in front of this guy!"

Gao Qingyu was furious and said, "I'm not going to let him off the hook!"

He immediately stood up and left.

Gao Qingyu then went home to ask for funds.

He was already short on money, and he didn't know if his wife would approve or not. If she didn't, he would have to borrow money, and he was already feeling depressed. If Zhao Shanhe was still here feasting and drinking, Gao Qingyu felt like he could get a heart attack from the frustration.

...

Fang Che, the undercover agent from Baiyun Wuyuan, had sent a detailed report to Yin Shen Palace.

"Master, I'm going to work at the Guardian Pavilion."

This was Fang Che's report.

"Sect Master, the situation is a bit off. The identity of the Night Demon is sensitive, and now he has been ordered to prepare to work at the Guardian Pavilion."

As for Fang Che, the undercover agent from Baiyun Wuyuan, his report was quite detailed.

How Fang Che would establish merit, how he would be suppressed, and how the Southeast Headquarters would be dissatisfied, and how they would put pressure on him. It was estimated that the Aristocratic Families were framing the Night Demon again.

Baiyun Wuyuan had launched a grand protest, but it couldn't change the decision.

The Night Demon was going to work.

Etc., etc., a detailed report was sent to Yin Shen Palace.

And it was clarified that the harm was: This was extremely unfavorable for the Night Demon's martial arts growth.

Yin Shen Palace instantly smashed the table!

"Fuck... Zhao Shanhe, I can't share the same sky with you!"

Yin Shen Palace's eyes were filled with anger, and his fierce aura surged, "Your mother, if I don't show my power, do you think I'm a sick cat? Zhao Shanhe!"

He smashed his study room to pieces.

Then, he picked up the Communication Jade and sent a message to Fang Che.

"How is it? Have you suffered unfair treatment? Don't worry, Master will help you get revenge."

Fang Che immediately replied, "Master, I'm not angry about what you said. On the contrary, I'm quite happy. Master, you sent me to Baiyun Wuyuan, isn't it for the future work at the Guardian Pavilion? Now, we have completed this goal four and a half years in advance. This is a good thing, Master."

"What can I do for you at Baiyun Wuyuan? I can't do anything there. But once I go to the Guardian Pavilion, it will be different. Master, please rest assured, your disciple understands. Don't worry about me, I'm truly happy. You don't know how annoying it is to attend classes every day... Once I'm at the Guardian Pavilion, I'll work hard. I'll strive to become an official first."

Fang Che's reply made Yin Shen Palace look at him, and he sighed.

He felt a mix of emotions.

He could see that Fang Che was genuinely happy.

But also because of this, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"This foolish child..."

Yin Shen Palace sighed repeatedly, "In the future, when you grow up, you'll understand what you've lost today... Oh!"

Yin Shen Palace replied, "As soon as I go to the Guardian Pavilion, tell me immediately."

He threw the Communication Jade to the side.

Frowning, he paced back and forth in the hall, sighing repeatedly.

"Sect Master, Minister Mei said to let you..."

"What are you saying? Get out!"

Yin Shen Palace exploded and cursed loudly.

...

Fang Che had already returned to Emerald City.

During these few days, Fang Qianyi and his mother were together, and they were very happy.

He didn't think about anything.

He even boasted to his mother about his achievement of participating in the Aristocratic Families' secret realm trial, expressing his pride that his cultivation had surpassed his mother's.

Fang Qianyi was both delighted and annoyed.

Her son had surpassed her.

So, she wanted to surpass him back.

Thus, they started to bet with each other.

Ye Meng looked at Fang Che with some envy.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Meng's cultivation had progressed rapidly, reaching the Seventh Rank Archmage level.

But...

When Fang Che was an informant, he was only a General Rank. How had Ye Meng surpassed him so quickly?

Ye Meng was bewildered, wondering if she was a genius. Although she didn't enter the Spirit Energy Gravity Training Room as frequently as Fang Che did during his time as an informant, she still lacked a significant amount of cultivation time.

But... could it be this fast?

Ye Meng realized she needed to step up her game.

"Ye Meng!"

Sure enough, Fang Che's interrogation continued, "What rank are you now?"

Ye Meng pouted.

"I'm only a Seventh Rank Archmage. What about you? If you don't work harder, I'll sell you..."

Ye Meng, already irritated, stormed into her room.

Fang Che spread his hands and said with a shallow smile, "This maid has been spoiled by you these past few days. Look at her now, so undisciplined."

Fang Shanyi smiled, his eyes and brows curving, and said, "Ye Meng is so good to you, serving you diligently and with such gentleness. She's also quite a looker, yet you, young man, are unaware of your blessings..."

"This maid... I'll beat her eight times a day," Fang Che said.

Fang Shanyi burst out laughing.

He then added, "Your cousin has been beaten by your uncle, who then realized he had made a mistake. He's been cursing you as a white-eyed wolf, saying that no matter how much food he gives you, it's never enough to satisfy your appetite..."

"What a pity, not being able to witness it firsthand," Fang Che lamented, tasting the words.

Fang Shanyi laughed heartily.

As it turned out, not long after Fang Che left, Fang Qingyun returned for the winter break, only to be greeted by his father, Fang Zheng Hang, with an iron-blue face and a prepared rope.

Fang Qingyun had no idea what was happening, but he was tied up and hung from a tree as soon as he entered.

His father gave him a sound thrashing without any explanation.

After he was let down, Fang Qingyun was interrogated and only then did he realize that his cousin had put eye drops in his eyes.

His face contorted in an instant.

Fang Qingyun, now a Primordial Grandmaster, didn't mind this beating, but... he had been framed by his cousin, and he couldn't tolerate it.

So, Fang Zheng Hang said to Fang Qingyun, "Your cousin is known as the Academy Flower at the Academy, surrounded by countless beauties, and he doesn't even have time to cultivate. If you were to win the championship without cultivating, I wouldn't beat you."

Fang Qingyun was heartbroken.

If I could win the championship, why would I have come back to be beaten by you? I might as well return early and cultivate.

I should enter the Spirit Energy Gravity Training Room too...

On this trip to the Academy, Fang Che didn't know that Fang Qingyun had arrived, and he was inside the Spirit Energy Gravity Training Room, so they didn't meet.

That evening, after the family dinner, Fang Shanyi asked about Fang Qingyun's situation.

"You've been home for several days. What's going on?"

"I wanted to give you a surprise."

Fang Che's face lit up with a smile, "The Guardian Pavilion has offered Academy positions. They're selecting students with exceptional performance and talent to train in the Guardian Pavilion, and if they perform well, they'll be given a formal position. This time, I was chosen. So, Mother, your son is going to become an official!"

Fang Shanyi was delighted, "Really? The Guardian Pavilion? You must work hard!"

For an Eighth or Ninth Rank small family, the Guardian Pavilion was a prestigious department.

For such a small family to have a child working in the Guardian Pavilion, was a matter of great pride for the entire city.

Fang Shanyi didn't consider any other options.

He was overjoyed for his son and also felt a sense of anxiety.

After all, if one 'performs well', they will be given a formal position, but what if they don't?

He repeatedly reminded his son to behave well, to seize this opportunity, and to truly enter the Guardian Pavilion as an official! This was a matter of family honor!

Fang Che naturally promised to do his best.

On the fifth day, Fang Che and Ye Meng embarked on their journey to White Cloud Continent.

That day, a heavy snowfall blanketed the sky.

The two rode side by side, one on a white horse and the other on a black one, through the snow-filled sky as they left Emerald City.

Just a few hundred steps out, the snow enveloped the world, and when they looked back, they couldn't see the Fang family's gate at all.

But Fang Che knew that his mother and uncle were still watching from the gate.

Although they couldn't see him, they were still gazing in the direction he had left.

Fang Che felt a tinge of sourness in his heart, and only now did he finally dare to express it.

He turned on his horse and looked back at the direction of his family's gate.

This journey...

He truly didn't know... when he would return.

Or, if he could even return.

On this journey, he would face the pursuit of all the deceased families involved in the Incubation to Deity Program of the Only Me Sect.

Countless life-and-death battles and endless tales of killing and separation awaited him.

These hands would wield unknown blades, and who knew whose blade would be stained with his blood.

Ye Meng quietly accompanied Fang Che, watching him as he turned and gazed back with sourness and tenderness in his eyes.

Seeing the sourness and tenderness in his gaze, she couldn't help but feel a tinge of sourness herself.

A wave of discomfort washed over her.

(End of Chapter)

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