C23 Yi

After sending Cheng Haoyi off, Tian Yangsheng felt uneasy. His mind was filled with Cheng Haoyi's smile, and he completely ignored the fact that Cheng Haonan was calling him.

A slap landed on the back of Tian Yangsheng's head, causing him to regain his senses.

"I'm sorry. I was just thinking about something." After a perfunctory apology, Tian Yangsheng pushed Cheng Haonan's hand away and returned to his room in the backyard.

Cheng Haonan looked at his hand, which he still hadn't put down. He looked in the direction Tian Yangsheng had left, put down his hand, and walked upstairs.

He didn't understand what Tian Yangsheng was rejecting at this moment. Was it because he touched him?

However, before he could get to the bottom of this, the next day, Cheng Haoyi came to ask for him.

Cheng Haonan waved his hand, looking as if he had a headache over what his brother had done. He let Tian Yangsheng take a good look at his unlucky brother.

Cheng Haoyi happily led the way and got into the car.

Tian Yangsheng sat beside Cheng Haoyi.

He signaled the driver to lower the soundproof glass in front and behind the car, then turned to Tian Yangsheng beside him.

It was that face again. Tian Yangsheng looked at Cheng Haoyi uncomfortably.

"Young Master Yi, what do you mean by looking at me like that?"

"How are you worthy of my brother protecting you like this?"

His words were inexplicable.

Seeing that Tian Yangsheng didn't answer, Cheng Haoyi leaned back and said to himself, "Sheng, that's a good name, as if you're afraid that I'll know your full name. Tian Yangsheng, if I remember correctly, ten years ago, my brother was seriously injured and lay at home for a month, and the culprit who almost passed away was you, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Yoshimitsu."

"And this time, he shot through his lungs and left the bullet in his lungs. Because of all the mess, he hasn't taken it out yet. Although his life isn't in danger, why would he do that? Over twenty of his men could have rushed in, yet they were forced to stay outside and let their master risk his life to save one person?"

Tian Yangsheng interrupted Cheng Haoyi with his usual calm: "Young Master Yi, are you misunderstanding something? I never wanted him to do anything that would benefit me."

"It's best if he didn't. Be a good fighter and don't think too much."

"I know even without you saying it!"

Cheng Haoyi snorted and ignored Tian Yangsheng.

Although Tian Yangsheng looked cold on the surface, his heart was in turmoil.

All he could think about was what Cheng Haoyi had said. He had been seriously injured and laid at home for a month. He had taken the risk just to save him, and the bullet was still in his body.

He glanced at Cheng Haoyi. This playboy didn't seem to be lying.

The guilt-filled voice of Cheng Haoyi filled Tian Yangsheng's heart.

Perhaps Cheng Haonan wasn't that bad after all. His previous actions were all his own fault, so why did his heart feel a little sour?

He stopped thinking about it and suppressed his guilt.

It was only when he arrived at the location that he realized what Cheng Haoyi's goal was.

The two sides had already begun their confrontation, with clubs and machetes in their hands.

Cheng Haoyi pursed his lips and signaled Tian Yangsheng to get out of the car. A proud smile appeared on his face.

The two of them got out of the car one after the other. The two sides that were confronting each other were quickly attracted by the two strange figures. One of them was wearing a bright and beautiful suit with his hands empty, while the other was wearing a pure white casual outfit and a baseball cap. Both of his hands were holding onto a short sword, and the short sword was twirling on his fingers.

"Continue, don't stop!" Cheng Haoyi smiled as he spoke in a pleasant voice.

These words were like a fuse that could ignite a battle at any moment.

They opened their arms as if they were enjoying it. People from both sides rushed at each other. The sound of their arms hitting each other was like music to their ears.

They suddenly opened their eyes and swung their fists with strong wind.

Cheng Haoyi arrogantly curled his finger and smirked. "Who's next?"