Zhang Xing could more or less understand how Ling 'er was feeling right now.
Women always wanted to find someone they could rely on.
But he really didn't want to have a burden by his side.
Settling her down in Fiendjade Mountain was the best choice.
"Alright!
Close your eyes. "
Zhang Xing waved his hand, and draconic energy wrapped around Ling 'er, who still had her eyes closed.
Dozens of cities in the southern part of the Eastern Continent appeared on the spatial portal's menu.
"Fiendjade Mountain Ovens!"
Swish!
Zhang Xing and the others suddenly vanished, as though they had never been there.
At the moment, the Fiendjade Mountain Ovens were still buzzing with activity.
Half a year had passed, and Zhang Xing's name had become a symbol of supremacy here.
No matter who it was, they were all proud to have worked with Zhang Xing.
That was especially true of Xiao Xing, who had been helped by Zhang Xing. He had now been promoted to steward of the Ovens.
Steward Ma Zhuang, who had offended Zhang Xing, had been assigned to shovel feces for magical beasts in the back mountains.
Of course, Xiao Xing was only a steward for a while. Next year, he had to take the Outer Sect entrance exam.
Xiao Xing was carefully inspecting the Ovens.
He felt that he was under Exalted Zhang's command, and that no matter what he did, he had to be proactive and conscientious. He couldn't afford to lose face.
"Xiao Xing, get the hell out here!"
Xiao Xing, who was in the middle of instructing the chefs to clean up the Ovens, suddenly froze.
His face instantly grew unsightly.
His fellow apprentices in the Ovens all had looks of terror on their faces.
For some reason, Eldest Apprentice-Sister Ru Xian had become obsessed with the Ovens, which she had always disdained.
Whenever she had nothing better to do, she would come looking for trouble.
Many of his fellow apprentices guessed that it had something to do with Exalted Zhang.
But none of them dared to say anything.
When immortals fought, immortals suffered.
They didn't even have time to hide.
Gritting his teeth, Xiao Xing braced himself and walked out.
As soon as he did, Eldest Apprentice-Sister Ru Xian, her face as cold as ice, tossed him a bowl of rice.
With a clang, the bowl fell at Xiao Xing's feet.
"Xiao Xing, how do you manage the Ovens? Look at the food you make. Is this even human food?"
Seeing Ru Xian's venomous and hateful gaze, Xiao Xing's heart sank..
He knew why.
After Ru Xian was beaten up by Long Wenjing, she didn't go out for nearly half a year.
It wasn't that her injuries were serious, but that she didn't have the face to come out.
She was once the proud daughter of the Demonic Jade Mountain and the eldest senior sister of the First Mountain.
He was also one of the future successors of the First Mountain's Palace Lord.
But now, she was no longer one of them. Ruan Mei had caught up with her and was deeply favored by Great Elder Mo Caiyi.
And the culprit behind all this was Zhang Xing.
She did not dare to take revenge on Ruan Mei, but Xiao Xing was different.
Zhang Xing had just casually praised Xiao Xing. There wasn't much of a relationship between them.
Therefore, Senior Apprentice-Sister Ru Xian rushed over as soon as she stepped out of the door.
When the other Palace Masters learned of this situation, they all turned a blind eye. No one paid any attention to this matter.
Comedians were too insignificant.
Perhaps Zhang Xing had already forgotten this person.
"Senior apprentice-sister Ru Xian, I …"
"You what?!
Get down and eat this bowl of rice! "
Xiao Xing had just opened his mouth when Ru Xian cut him off.
She pointed viciously at the metal bowl on the ground.
Xiao Xing's mouth was full of bitterness. He looked at the rice and the grains of sand in the bowl, then slowly bent down and knelt in front of the bowl.
Zhang Xing's warning before he left rang out in his mind.
"After I leave, no matter what happens, you must endure!
Endure until you can keep your life. Endure until the day I return! "