"Wait a minute, there is one more important thing." Wushang looked solemn.
"What's the matter?" Rong Zhi stopped. Something very important?
"I believe you don't want to have a few more enemies, but with Shui Han's charm, there will definitely be no shortage of wild bees and butterflies, so if you face those unnecessary people, you know what to do." Wu Shang glanced at a few people.
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The implication could not be more clear. When encountering an enemy, you must be consistent with others. Wushang is indeed cunning enough to even think of this.
Mo Ningxun said: "Of course, we must not allow unnecessary people to take advantage of us. Who knew there were those unnecessary people around Shui Han before? Tell us so that everyone can take precautions together." [
What Mo Ningxun said was so beautiful. He was a meaningless person when he spoke and said it. Who knows if one day he would become that meaningless person.
The man surnamed Mo said so many things, but this sentence was a little more pleasant to the ears. Wushang said: "Master Mo is right, there must be a lot of people who are interested in Shui Han. Maybe one day these useless people will come to your door."
, it’s better to take precautions first.”
Cheng Bi thought of someone, but he didn't say anything because naturally someone else would.
Rong Zhichen also thought of someone, but should he say it? He didn't know what Shui Han's attitude towards that person was.
Qiannuo thought for a while, and finally decided to speak out and let him be selfish for once: "Ling Yiran."
Mo Ningxun's expression changed when he heard this, and he was a little angry. Why was it that everyone around Shui Han had strong abilities and backgrounds, which made him feel very stressed.
"Who is Ling Yiran?" Wushang asked. He had been in Xianyun Valley and was not very clear about what was happening outside. Seeing several people's serious faces, he guessed that Ling Yiran was not an easy person to deal with.
"The Ninth Prince, the golden fan in Shui Han's hand originally belonged to Ling Yiran..." Rong Zhi briefly explained the relationship between Yi Shuihan and Ling Yiran.
After hearing this, Wu Shang thought for a while and said, "If Ling Yiran didn't have such an identity, Shui Han would have accepted Ling Yiran long ago."
Mo Ningxun smiled evilly: "Then Ling Yiran will be our common enemy from now on."
After a few people reached an agreement, they discussed for a while how to deal with Ling Yiran and how to prevent unnecessary people from getting close to Shui Han. It was already dinner time, and they dispersed.
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During dinner, Yi Shuihan finally showed up. The dinner was extremely quiet, and she always felt that a strange atmosphere was spreading.
Qiannuo glanced at Yi Shuihan casually from time to time. Although his face was calm and his expression was the same as usual, his heart was filled with excitement. Every day from now on, he and Shuihan could live under the same roof and eat at the same table.
Sometimes just going out for a trip, as simple as that, makes him feel very satisfied.
Cheng Bi was unhappy and put down his chopsticks after taking a few bites. He couldn't eat with these people, and there was an inexplicable anger in his heart with nowhere to vent.
Mo Ningxun's eyes were relatively straightforward. He hadn't seen Shui Han for a few days. He couldn't wait to see Shui Han. Now that he saw Shui Han, he naturally took a few more glances. He also wanted Shui Han to pick up vegetables, but he didn't want to see Shui Han yet.
Know what Shuihan likes to eat, and you need to understand it carefully in the future.
The most sentimental person here is Rong Zhi. His love is implicit and waiting, as gentle as a long stream of water, not strong but very mellow, just like wine, it becomes more and more mellow with time.