Feng Bao had agreed to deliver a message for Ruan Mei, and then wait for an opportunity to take Ruan Mei to see Zhang Xing.
Actually, Ruan Mei could have gone to see Zhang Xing at any time, but Feng Bao had tricked her into doing so.
She didn't know the way around, and the sect was riddled with traps and spell formations. If she wasn't careful, she could lose her life.
Other than Eldest Brother, who could come and go as he pleased, the other Elder Sisters were not allowed to leave the sect.
They were also filled with hostility towards Ruan Mei's arrival, but because First Elder had personally brought her back.
They didn't get close to Ruan Mei, nor did they pay any attention to her. They all kept their distance from her.
Of course, they wouldn't tell Ruan Mei about the sect's general knowledge.
That was why Ruan Mei was so depressed that she almost wanted to leave. She wanted to go find Zhang Xing and leave with him.
But Feng Bao said that he would take her to see Zhang Xing in a few days, and that was how she was comforted.
Looking at his handsome, mature self in the mirror, Feng Bao nodded in satisfaction.
Today, he had changed into a new set of clothes, which made him look even more manly.
Just as he was about to go see Ruan Mei, he saw three people standing outside the door. One of them was being supported by someone.
His face fell.
"What's going on? I was just delivering a message, and now I'm seriously injured?"
Obviously, he had been beaten up. He couldn't go talk to Ruan Mei. He had to help his junior apprentice-brother vent his anger.
Otherwise, who would follow him?
"Eldest Brother, it was Zhang Xing who beat him up," said Li Yi. "That kid has quite a reputation now. He's already become the boss of the Ovens.
Even Steward Wu and Steward Ma Zhuang obey his every command. "
Li Yi said respectfully.
He had been the one to ask around, and it wasn't a secret. He found Ma Zhuang and asked.
"Oh?
Zhang Xing? "
A strange look appeared on Feng Bao's face.
Although he didn't know how the fight had started, he knew that his people had been beaten up, and that the cause and process didn't matter.
Zhang Xing had to pay the price. Zhang Xian had lost an arm, while Zhang Xing had lost at least two.
Although their names differed by a single character, their cultivation bases were as different as heaven and earth.
It seemed that Ruan Mei was not bragging.
Perhaps Zhang Xing was really like what she said, and had the cultivation of a Samsung Venerable at such a young age.
If that was the case, why didn't the Grand Elder bring Zhang Xing back to the First Mountain with him?
Since he couldn't figure out the reason, he decided not to think about it anymore.
However, this matter was a little tricky.
If Ruan Mei found out that he was the one who personally crippled Zhang Xing, wouldn't she hate him?
No, he couldn't do that. He had to think of a foolproof plan.
Feng Bao was no longer a teenager. He had been impulsive before, but now that he was almost 30 years old, his mind was gradually maturing.
"How about this, you three go again and trick Zhang Xing into going to Waterfall Mountain. I'll wait for him there."
"Grand Senior Brother, you don't have to do this yourself. Just send the other Senior Brothers."
Senior Brother Zhao Qi said.
"How can I do that? Although the three of you just joined my sect, you're all my brothers."
"How can I watch you get beaten up without doing anything?"
"There's no need to be so polite between brothers. I'll avenge you personally!"
Feng Bao was acting out their brotherhood.
Zhang Xian and the other two felt their blood boil when they heard that. They were so touched that they were in a mess.
"Grand Senior Brother … we …"
The three of them blushed and almost burst into tears.
For a moment, they didn't know how to express their feelings. They choked and couldn't continue.
"Remember, we're brothers!"
"Go and get Zhang Xing. I'll break his legs and avenge you."
He waved his sleeves and said fiercely.
Feng Bao smiled smugly as he looked at the backs of the three extremely agitated people.
He had to take care of his subordinates' hearts. Only when one's heart belonged to someone could they work for him wholeheartedly.