"I, let's leave now!" Tang Xiaorou said with bright eyes.
Fang Yu shook his head and said, "No rush, I don't want to skip class."
"You lie down on the table and sleep even in class, so what's wrong with skipping class? Besides, we can ask for leave." Tang Xiaorou said urgently.
Her face flushed slightly because she was so excited.
"Yes, I'm just a little sleepy, so let me rest first." After saying that, Fang Yu lay down on the table.
Tang Xiaorou was angry and anxious, but there was nothing she could do.
Throughout the morning, Fang Yu lay on the table and slept like a normal person.
Many students in the class still thought that He Donglin's father would come to their door, but after four classes, there was no news at all.
Even Huang Hai didn't mention the incident in the morning when he was in class, as if nothing had happened.
As a result, the students in the class looked at Fang Yu differently.
Being able to sit at the same table with the daughter of the Tang family, and at the same time being able to beat He Donglin with impunity...
In the past, they thought that Fang Yu was an introverted and lonely person, but now they saw that the reason why Fang Yu rarely spoke was because he didn't bother to communicate with them.
After school in the afternoon, Tang Xiaorou was afraid that Fang Yu would slip away, so she reached out and grabbed Fang Yu's arm.
"Don't forget what you promised me this morning." Tang Xiaorou said.
"Let go of your hands and don't let others misunderstand you." Fang Yu reminded him immediately.
Tang Xiaorou's face turned red, she bit her red lips and let go of her hand.
What a bastard! Just scratch his arm and it’s like you’re being taken advantage of!
Not really a man!
Tang Xiaorou scolded Fang Yu a thousand times in her heart.
The two left the classroom one after another, and then walked out of the school gate while maintaining a relatively safe distance.
As soon as he walked out of the school gate, Fang Yu felt hostile eyes.
Just across the road, there was a van parked. Several sturdy gangsters were standing in front of the van smoking. Two of them had sneers on their faces after seeing Fang Yu.
These gangsters are obviously He Wencheng's men.
Tang Xiaorou also noticed this group of gangsters on the other side of the road who were obviously up to no good.
She turned around and walked to Fang Yu and said, "I will ask my fourth uncle to drive these people away."
"Fourth uncle?" Fang Yu asked.
"Right in front." Tang Xiaorou pointed to a black Mercedes-Benz parked next to the school gate.
"The fourth uncle is an adopted son that my grandfather took in back then. His name is Tang Si. He is now responsible for protecting my personal safety." Tang Xiaorou said as he walked away.
Soon, the two of them walked to the Mercedes-Benz.
A middle-aged man with obvious burn scars on the left side of his face stepped out of the driver's seat.
With just one glance, Fang Yu knew that this person was also a cultivator and was at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage. According to current terms, he was an innate warrior.
Tang Si was also sizing up Fang Yu.
"Uncle Fourth, over there..." Tang Xiaorou stepped forward and said a few words to Tang Si.
Tang Si nodded, walked directly to the van, and walked in front of the gangsters.
Those gangsters originally looked arrogant, pointing at Fang Yu and waving the iron rods in their hands, looking like they wanted to beat Tang Si as well.
But then, Tang Si said a few words, and those gangsters immediately turned pale, bowed and apologized to Tang Si, and then hurriedly got into the van and left.
"Your fourth uncle should be pretty good at fighting, right?" Fang Yu asked Tang Xiaorou sitting in the car.
"Of course, my fourth uncle is an innate eighth-level warrior certified by the Warriors Association!" Tang Xiaorou said with some pride.
"Oh? This innate warrior is still divided into stages?" Fang Yu was a little surprised.
"Yes, innate warriors are divided into twelve levels, and those above the eighth level are the best. Those above the twelfth level...are those very powerful martial arts masters. When I was a child, I once shook hands with the ancient master who was famous in Jiangnan.
Here!" Tang Xiaorou's beautiful eyes were shining with a proud look on her face.
In other words, the innate warrior is equivalent to the Qi refining period, and one period is equivalent to one level. The martial arts master should be the foundation building period after the Qi refining period.
"Then now, am I not an innate martial artist of the 9832nd stage? It sounds pretty awesome." Fang Yu thought to himself.
Tang Si came back, sat in the driver's seat, and started the car.
"Miss, this is..." Tang Si looked at Fang Yu in the rearview mirror and asked.
"This is the Medicine God's apprentice we met last time when we went to the northwest. His name is Fang Yu, and he is also my classmate now." Tang Xiaorou introduced.
"It won't be anymore soon." Fang Yu added.
"Oh? Are you the disciple of Medicine God Xia Xiuzhi?" Tang Si raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.
In his opinion, Fang Yu looks extremely ordinary, no matter his temperament or everything else.
Could such an ordinary middle school student be the disciple of the God of Medicine?
The young lady is still young and innocent. Could she be deceived?
Tang Si became wary of Fang Yu.
Mr. Tang's illness had a chance to be cured, which put Tang Xiaorou in a good mood. She kept talking along the way, telling some stories about her childhood.
Fang Yu was not interested in these stories and responded wordlessly.
Half an hour later, Fang Yu arrived at the Tang family located in the top villa area of Jianghai City.
The Tang family's villa covers an area that is more than twenty times larger than the place where Fang Yu lives. The architectural style is classical, and every part of it reveals the Tang family's aura.
After passing a large yard full of potted plants and an artificial small lake, we arrived at the living room.
A maid came forward and said, "Miss, you are back."
Tang Xiaorou said 'hmm', and then asked eagerly: "Where is grandpa?"
Before the servant could answer, a woman's voice came from the sofa behind him: "Your grandfather is being diagnosed by experts from the capital. Why are you in such a hurry to find him?"
"Aunt." Tang Xiaorou then realized that the middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa was her uncle's wife, Liang Rong.
"Xiaorou, why didn't you introduce your classmates when you brought them back?" Liang Rong, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, looked at Fang Yu.
"He is the Medicine God's apprentice that my brother and I met in the northwest. His name is Fang Yu." Tang Xiaorou introduced.
"Oh? Are you Fang Yu?" Liang Rong narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Fang Yu carefully.
Fang Yu nodded and said nothing.
"Are you sure you are the disciple of the God of Medicine? You deceived our Tang family... You cannot bear the consequences. Now I will give you a chance. As long as you admit that you lied, I will not pursue you." Liang Rong said with a sneer on her face.
She didn't believe that an ordinary young man of the same age as Tang Xiaorou could be the disciple of the God of Medicine. Moreover, he happened to be studying in the same school as Tang Xiaorou.
Obviously, Fang Yu had ulterior motives in wanting to get close to the Tang family, or to get close to Tang Xiaorou.
This kind of thing is not new to a wealthy family like the Tang family.
Hearing what Liang Rong said, Tang Xiaorou's expression changed and she said anxiously: "Auntie, I invited Fang Yu back to treat grandpa..."
"Cure the disease? Just him? Haha, Xiaorou, you are still too naive. I guarantee that this kid has an unknown origin and is not the disciple of the God of Medicine at all. He just has ulterior motives and wants to get close to you and obtain it from our Tang family.
It's just a benefit." Liang Rong smiled disdainfully and said.
"I think I said a long time ago that I am not the disciple of the God of Medicine, right?" Fang Yu glanced at Tang Xiaorou and said.
"You really admitted it, right?" Liang Rong said with contempt on her face.
"Actually, strictly speaking, Xia Xiuzhi is my apprentice." Fang Yu said with a slight smile.
Hearing these words, everyone present looked strange, including the servants on the side, and Tang Si who was following behind.
Did this person go crazy after being exposed?
Is the Medicine God his apprentice?
But speaking of other things, how old is the Medicine God? How old is he?
Long before he was born, the God of Medicine was already famous in China, right?
"What nonsense! Xiaorou! Last time you and Feng'er came back and told me that they met the Medicine God's apprentice. I still held out hope, thinking that the old man could still be saved. But I didn't expect that you were looking for such a lunatic!"
A middle-aged man wearing a suit and glasses walked out of the back room.
"Dad..." Tang Xiaorou shouted softly.
Tang Mingde's face was gloomy, he looked at Fang Yu and said, "Tell me, who sent you to approach our Tang family? Tell the truth and we can let you go, otherwise... you can't get away easily."
Tang Xiaorou had tears in her beautiful eyes. She brought Fang Yu back just to treat Mr. Tang. She never thought that things would develop like this.