3892: Feng Xun (2)

Feng Xun (2)

Feng Xun chuckled and put his right hand on Huyan Yichen's shoulder. "Gosh, what's wrong with you? It's been so many years. Why are you still holding grudges?"1

Feng Xun patted Huyan Yichen on the chest as he spoke. "You're a man. Don't be so petty. I don't remember anything from the past."

Huyan Yichen grumbled, "Of course you don't."

Wait!

Huyan Yichen's eyes lit up.

That didn't make sense. He had indeed been tricked by Feng Xun and had paid a lot of money for a pile of useless iron. However, didn't Feng Wu turn it into an invaluable weapon? And what happened afterward had taught Raoxi such a lesson.

Feng Xun looked at Huyan Yichen in bewilderment. Why did his eyes suddenly light up?

Huyan Yichen kept staring at Feng Xun with a smile, which gave Feng Xun the creeps.

"Why are you laughing?" Feng Xun was suspicious.

Huyan Yichen guffawed.

Feng Xun was confused. "Hey, why are you laughing?"

Huyan Yichen finally stopped laughing, but he pointed at Feng Xun and gloated. "That piece of junk… Hahaha, who told you that was junk? Feng Xun, you have poor taste."

Feng Xun was perplexed.

It was definitely a piece of junk.

Huyan Yichen said, "That piece of junk has been refined into an arm of discipline. Have you heard of it before?"

Feng Xun shook his head.

Huyan Yichen gloated at Feng Xun. "The arm of discipline is a semi-divine weapon. Do you know what that means? The so-called useless iron is actually divine iron."

Feng Xun said, "Really? I don't believe you!"

Huyan Yichen clicked his tongue.

Feng Xun said, "I don't believe you unless you show me that weapon."

Huyan Yichen grumbled. Before, he could go to Feng Wu for help, but now that he decided he wouldn't talk to Feng Wu for a day, he couldn't bring himself to ask for her help.

Seeing that he couldn't come up with the weapon, Feng Xun thought he was bragging, so he waved Huyan Yichen off and said seriously, "Enough with that. I know you're very capable. Can you help me find someone?"

Huyan Yichen glanced at Feng Xun. "No."

Feng Xun threw an arm over his shoulder. "Why? Why won't you help me?"

From afar, Feng Wu was amazed. Feng Xun was really good at making friends.

Huyan Yichen was mad at Feng Xun at first. After all, Feng Xun had tricked him for so many years, but that was exactly what Feng Xun was capable of. As soon as Feng Xun showed up, he behaved like Huyan Yichen's best friend.

Huyan Yichen was too young and soft-hearted to chase Feng Xun away.

Feng Xun seemed to decide to stay in the shop for a while. Not only that, but he had asked Huyan Yichen to look for someone.

Huyan Yichen sat angrily at the desk and rested his face on his hands. "I'm not helping you… I'm not…"

Feng Xun nudged him and repeated the same words. "Help me. Help me. Help me…"

Feng Wu and the prince were walking in when they saw this, and she almost burst out laughing.

Feng Xun was the cutest teenager in the world.

"Fine, fine. You're so annoying. Now, who are you looking for? Get lost as soon as you find them!" Huyan Yichen feigned an angry tone.

Feng Xun wanted to say something.

Just then, Feng Xun looked up and saw…

"Little Feng Wu!" Feng Xun's eyes widened in surprise.

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