Feng Yun took a deep breath and muttered: "Since he has such a scheming mind, why is he usually..."

Yan Beihan calmly said: "Usually it’s his nature; at this moment, it’s the bigger picture."

"Indeed! This statement hits the nail on the head."

Feng Yun smiled and leisurely said: "However, just a mere Underworld..."

He didn’t finish his sentence, instead looked at Fang Che with a smile: "Mr. Fang, do you still remember our agreement?"

Yan Beihan was instantly surprised.

Fang Che and Feng Yun have an agreement?

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "I’m afraid Young Master Feng will be disappointed because that thing, I only dug up that one plant. I thought there would be plenty inside, who knew that in the chaos later, I didn’t dig up even one."

Feng Yun chuckled: "That’s normal, I also only found one. But, Mr. Fang, even one is fine, my terms remain unchanged."

"I really can’t make the call on this, if we trade here in front of everyone, I can’t bear the responsibility." Fang Che said with a smile: "Young Master Feng, please don’t make it difficult for me."

Feng Yun sighed and smiled: "Alright."

Yan Beihan curiously asked: "What is it? What are you two talking about?"

Feng Yun smiled wryly and explained: "Mr. Fang dug up a True Soul Yin Yang Root. I wanted to buy it, but Mr. Fang didn’t agree."

Yan Beihan’s eyes were full of suspicion.

Just now, Feng Yun and Fang Che were speaking together, every word, including punctuation, Yan Beihan didn’t believe a single syllable.

If those two ever spoke truthfully to each other, Yan Beihan could twist his own head around thirty-six times right there!

One plant?

Didn’t dig up any?

Normal?

You two must be joking! I’ve dug up two plants, and you two clever guys didn’t dig up any?

Definitely more than me!

Yan Beihan didn’t know why, but suddenly she wanted it. If Feng Yun couldn’t get it, she would.

After all, Yemo is one of us.

And a ’completely unreasonable’ mindset suddenly emerged.

Fang Che, just now you acted as if you were obsessed with Lan Xinxue, who are you trying to disgust?

Yan Beihan felt extremely uncomfortable inside.

Her little temper flared up immediately.

"Mr. Fang." Yan Beihan said with a sweet smile.

"Eldest Lady Yan." Fang Che politely smiled, distant yet respectful, and said: "I really didn’t expect that at today’s Yin Yang Realm gathering, the mysterious Nanshan Feng is actually Eldest Lady Yan. Your disguise is truly seamless, I didn’t notice for ten years... I’m impressed, if you need anything, just say the word, Eldest Lady."

Yan Beihan coldly said: "Mr. Fang, you’ve been in here for ten years, and you haven’t figured out the rules? Have you never taken someone else’s things? And have you never had things taken from you?"

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Eldest Lady Yan, you overestimate. It’s just luck, I wasn’t successfully robbed, but in short, danger lurks everywhere. Look, even my leg got injured."

Yan Beihan said indifferently: "Never been successfully robbed?"

Her expression turned cold and she snapped: "Now, robbery! Hand over your True Soul Yin Yang Root to me! I don’t want to go out there and argue with you, now, immediately!"

With a clang, Yan Beihan’s long sword was drawn, pointing at Fang Che’s nose: "Hand it over!"

Fang Che’s face twisted in shock.

The nearby Dongyun Yu was thrown into confusion by the wind: "Eldest Lady Yan, this isn’t according to the rules, right?"

"Why isn’t it according to the rules?"

Yan Beihan’s long sword tip trembled, Sword Qi hissing. Full of threat: "We are still inside the Yin Yang Realm, whoever snatches it, it’s theirs!"

Fang Che said angrily: "Since when is it acceptable to seize forcibly like this?"

Yan Beihan squinted her eyes: "Fang Che, I advise you to be sensible, you are injured now, facing me and Feng Yun, you don’t stand a chance. Adding Dongyun Yu, it’s the same and... I haven’t even said I’ll take all your resources, I’m just asking for a True Soul Yin Yang Root!"

"I advise you not to be oblivious to the situation!"

Yan Beihan’s actions left even Feng Yun stunned.

But he immediately joined in; because the True Soul Yin Yang Root is genuinely needed by the Wei Wo Zheng Sect and can even be considered as essential strategic material.

Feng Yun frantically searched inside, and only found three roots.

And they were not very large, at least not as big as the one he saw Fang Che dig up.

Regarding his suggestion and Yan Beihan immediately following up, Feng Yun was extremely satisfied.

Although they belong to different factions, when it comes to the bigger picture, Yan Beihan certainly did not hesitate, immediately reacting, he played the red face, Yan Beihan naturally played the white face.

Under this coordination, they forced Fang Che into a corner here.

"Mr. Fang, Little Han is a little headstrong, however, I truly can’t manage in this matter, on the contrary, I have to stand on Little Han’s side no matter what, I hope Mr. Fang will understand."

Feng Yun sighed, saying: "Besides, it’s natural for girls to need beauty products, right? Mr. Fang also has a wife, why can’t you be considerate?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intent.

Upon hearing this, Yan Beihan thought that Fang Che would surely give it to Ye Meng when he returns, and her desire to rob grew even stronger.

"Fang Che! I want to have this thing first!"

Yan Beihan coldly demanded: "I’ll just ask you, will you give it or not?!"

Fang Che said with a bitter face: "Eldest Lady Yan... This thing actually works better for men, you... Young Master Feng also has one, why do you have to... ah, create unpleasantness?"

Yan Beihan said: "The one Feng Yun has belongs to the sect’s resources, it’s distributed within the sect, how much can I get? What I take is my own. You can’t compare the two, stop saying nonsense, will you give it or not!"

"Sorry, I..." Fang Che backed away with a bitter face: "I can’t..."

Whiz!

Yan Beihan’s long sword swung through the air, directly starting the fight.

The whistling sword light sounded like a tiger roaring and a dragon singing.