God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 249 -s 261-262, Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

Chapter 249: Chapters 261-262, Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

Tang Xiaoguo’s brows immediately knitted, but then a smile appeared on her cute face, as she patted Tang Xiaoyu’s shoulder and said, "But luckily, I wasn’t at home, so even if they wanted to catch me, they couldn’t."

Tang Xiaoyu, not wanting to crush her spirit, reluctantly said, "...Actually, I could still find you here."

The smile on Tang Xiaoguo’s face instantly froze.

Tang Xiaoyu sighed and said, "I’m not criticizing you, but being from the Tang Sect, you don’t bother to learn anything about hidden weapons or poisons. Instead, you run off to Moon City to be a nurse, which really isn’t promising. You’ve even forgotten our ancestor’s teachings—’pick the softer persimmons.’ Seeing you like this, the other branches surely want to marry you off to easily take over our main branch’s position. Sigh, I really don’t know what to say to you."

Tang Xiaoguo pouted and said, "I don’t like fighting and killing. Being a nurse is good; I can save people and bring joy."

But that can’t fill your stomach. Tang Xiaoyu really wanted to say this, but seeing his slightly older sister, he kept his mouth shut. Although he could sometimes be quite sharp-tongued, he couldn’t bear to hurt this sister.

Tang Xiaoyu stood up and said, "Alright, let’s leave it at that. I’m going now. I came to Moon City not only to find you but also to carry out a mission from our family while I’m here. I’ll come see you again once it’s completed."

Tang Xiaoguo’s brow slightly furrowed, "Are you here to kill again?"

Tang Xiaoyu scratched his head and gave a silly smile, saying nothing.

...

Back at Longtu Group, Fang Yi had gotten used to things. Without any fighting or killing, Fang Yi spent his days leisurely: sitting at his office desk, enjoying tea, playing on the computer, and reading the ’Dragon Tiger Leopard’ magazine that Ma Haigang had sent. Life was extremely comfortable.

Fang Yi hadn’t forgotten about Yao Bo and Yao Dong either, wondering how their training had been going after so many days. Since he had some time in the evening, Fang Yi planned to pay them a visit.

Riding his bicycle, Fang Yi arrived at the farmhouse after dark and immediately saw a lively scene in the courtyard.

A bonfire burned brightly in the yard, and accompanying Yao Bo’s loud voice was Song Wuliang’s voice.

Now considering Song Wuliang one of his own, Fang Yi didn’t keep secrets from him, finding the whole matter amusing. Song Wuliang practically came here every day, bringing along some beautiful women.

All big, burly men who had been training intensely for over a month without any meat, they were as excited and lively as wolves, their eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

Fang Yi knew that the women Song Wuliang brought were mostly night club girls.

Now, Song Wuliang had deep pockets. His uncles, Song Shicheng and Song Shiji, posed no threat to him, and since Song Haoyue had been taken down, his father and even old Grandpa Song regarded him differently, thus they’d been more lenient financially.

As a result, the wealthy Song Wuliang hired these girls to add fun and life to the scene.

Fang Yi didn’t stop the burly men from enjoying themselves; as a leader, he understood he needed to be lenient sometimes. However, Fang Yi set a rule: no force or despicable methods were allowed, otherwise they were free to do as they pleased.

Because of this, during training, the men acted as if they were fueled by an aphrodisiac, eager to finish training early to enjoy some fun and frolic.

The yard was bustling; as Fang Yi pushed his bike in, someone immediately came over to help him with it.

"Fang Yi’s here, come take a seat," said Song Wuliang, his round face flushed, obviously from not drinking sparingly.

Someone brought over a stool for Fang Yi, and as he sat down, Yao Bo quickly handed him a bottle of white liquor. Fang Yi took it and said with a smile, "You guys are really living the good life here."

Yao Bo chuckled dryly and said, "Brother Yi, this isn’t my doing; it’s all thanks to this big guy here."

Song Wuliang leaned over, hooked Fang Yi’s shoulder, and chuckled, "I call this ’beauty trap.’ See? I brought these beauties along. Hasn’t everyone perked up and trained better?"

Fang Yi took a sip from the bottle and asked, "Not bad, so what do you want as a reward?"

Song Wuliang laughed, "Haha, no need for a reward. We’re brothers now, aren’t we? Even if not, we’re two peas in a pod, helping each other out as we should."

Fang Yi eyed his exaggerated smile and remarked, "But I feel like there’s always a catch when things are too smooth."

Song Wuliang’s thick-skinned face remained unchanged as he grinned, "So here’s the deal. Lately, I don’t know if my old man has gone mad or what, but he’s insisting I join the army. I couldn’t dodge it, so I came to seek your help. Maybe you could talk with my old man?"

Fang Yi laughed, "You’re always idling about. It’s about time you toughened up."

Song Wuliang’s expression changed instantly, "Damn, you’re really trying to throw me into the fire here! It’s the army, look..." He gestured over his belly as if he was pregnant, "With this shape, wouldn’t joining the army be suicidal?"

"You know that too?"

"Yeah, of course, I know. I may look arrogant, but I’m not foolishly self-confident, oblivious to my own capabilities— else I’d have been done for long ago," said Song Wuliang.

Fang Yi sighed deeply and said in a stern tone, "But I believe that sending you to the army is the right decision by Mr. Song."

Song Wuliang glared.

"Don’t rush, let me explain."

Fang Yi took another swig of baijiu, lit a cigarette, and explained, "Currently, the situation seems fine, but it’s actually quite unstable. I have too many enemies, including the Bai Family, Fang Tianqi far away in Tianjing, and even some assassins after my life. Hanging around with me without any real skills, wouldn’t that be a tragic end for you?"

Song Wuliang fell silent, stumped by the question.

"Moreover, your position within the Song family is quite awkward. You know that without me spelling it out. Don’t tell me you don’t actually want to become the Family Head; ask yourself if you believe that."

"Uh... you have sharp eyes!"

"That settles it then," Fang Yi continued, "By joining the army, you’re also gathering and bolstering your own forces. I think Mr. Song had this intention too when he decided to send you there; speaking of which, you really should thank your old man."

Song Wuliang hesitated and then said, "I need to take a breather."

After Song Wuliang walked away, Yao Bo approached and said, "Brother Yi, this fatty doesn’t want to jump into the fire pit, yet you’re pushing him into it."

Fang Yi laughed, "You’ve taken his side, haven’t you?"

Yao Bo instantly burst into a naive chuckle.

"Speak up; which girl caught your eye?" Fang Yi inquired with a smile.

Still chuckling, Yao Bo pointed at a girl not far away who was rather plump, with a wide waist and large hips, holding a roast lamb leg, stuffing it into her mouth, making Fang Yi’s teeth hurt just looking.

But then there was Yao Bo’s gaze at that girl...

How does that saying go? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Even if something is square, it can seem round to you. Liking something really doesn’t need any reason at all.

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