Auntie practically used all the praise in the world on Fang Che.

Hearing words like ’honest, simple, sincere’ being applied to his cousin, Fang Qingyun couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Speechless.

Auntie held Fang Che’s hand: "Che’er, you’re an honest child, tell Auntie, is your cousin really that irresponsible at the Martial Arts Academy? So many girls around him?"

Fang Che glanced at Fang Qingyun, who quickly showed a pleading face.

So Fang Che put on a troubled look, hesitantly saying, "No, cousin is very diligent, not a single girl around him, um... really none."

Auntie nodded and said to Fang Zhenghang, "His father, the evidence is conclusive, prepare to beat him, get me a whip. Let’s whip him together!"

"Ah?"

Fang Qingyun looked utterly hopeless.

With Fang Che’s sympathetic gaze, cousin again was... hung up like a naked pig.

Uncle and Auntie each wielded a whip, looking fierce and eyeing like tigers.

Anyway, their son was already a Martial General, couldn’t be hurt.

So the couple gleefully had their fun.

"Injustice... I didn’t do those things!"

"Cousin is really framing me..."

"Still not confessing!"

Fang Zhenghang got even angrier.

After taking the Elixir Pill given by the nephew, his waist wasn’t sore anymore, his legs didn’t ache, his arms were extra strong, he could whip a hundred times without breaking a sweat.

Fang Che loudly pleaded on the side: "Uncle, spare cousin, cousin didn’t mean it."

"Cousin just can’t control himself, it’s not that serious."

"Uncle, go easy, don’t hit him too hard, what if he doesn’t show you respect in the future..."

"Actually cousin didn’t have that many girlfriends, just five or six..."

"..."

Listening to cousin desperately pleading for him, Fang Qingyun simply closed his eyes, not even explaining his grievances anymore.

Tired, just let it destroy.

Having such a cousin, if he didn’t get beaten... Fang Qingyun felt even heaven couldn’t tolerate it.

Waiting for uncle and auntie to tire from whipping.

Fang Che had already run away.

Fang Qingyun was finally let down, and after another round of scolding, he was finally released.

With a face full of complaints, he came to Fang Che’s small courtyard, fuming angrily.

"Yo, cousin is here, please sit. Do you want some tea?"

"I’m here to settle the score with you!"

"How do you want to settle it? Or should we spar a bit?" Fang Che rubbed his hands together.

"..."

Fang Qingyun shut down.

Spar what.

If I fight you, it’s pure torment.

Then Fang Qingyun got confused, what to do?

Can’t win in a fight, can’t win in words, can’t win in arguments.

This grievance really couldn’t escape.

"Sigh..."

"Calm down. What’s the harm in getting hit a few times by your own parents?"

Fang Che smiled while pulling Fang Qingyun to sit down in the pavilion, where the maid served tea and fruits: "You’re a Martial General, uncle is merely a Great Grandmaster, you could stand there for a year and let him hit you... what’s to fear."

Fang Qingyun shook his head with a bitter smile: "I don’t even know why you always tease me."

Fang Che chuckled: "Just wanted to see some excitement."

"Go to hell!"

Fang Qingyun cursed, then raised the teacup, drank it in one go, and said, "I can feel it, you are trying to change me. Cousin, why?"

Fang Che stopped smiling, furrowing his brows: "Wow, even with your intelligence, you could feel it?"

"Your cousin is not that slow."

Fang Qingyun gave him a glare and said, "Since that time when someone mooched your meal, you firmly rejected, then told me those words, I had a feeling."

"From then on, your certain words repeatedly, I kept in my heart. I understand your intentions; including this time coming back, you intentionally framed me in front of uncle, I get it too."

Fang Qingyun said lightly: "You want to constantly remind me, not to trust people that easily, to be more mindful in the future. Because in some framing, even the closest family would believe. I have to admit you’re quite considerate. Thank you too."

Fang Che cleared his throat, lifting the teacup to drink.

He didn’t have the heart to say, perhaps other things had intentions, but framing you in front of uncle truly had no other intention, I genuinely just wanted to see the excitement...

After a few cups of tea, Fang Qingyun said somewhat wistfully, "Originally, going to the Martial Arts Academy, my biggest goal was to become a Martial General by graduation, now, I’ve already become a Martial General..."

"Why, isn’t quick progress good?"

"You wouldn’t understand."

Fang Qingyun said lightly; "This doesn’t align with my life plans."

"Oh?" Fang Che got interested: "What was your original life plan?"

"My original life plan was to cultivate diligently until Martial General, with hopes of advancement. Then I would return to the family, help uncle develop our family in Bibo City, live a stable life; when uncle gets old, I’d naturally take over the family responsibilities, keep pulling the family forward step by step, enduring the years, trying to advance to an eighth level Family..."

"Watch over the family, develop the family, be filial to parents, have a few kids, provide for the elders, supply resources for all kids to advance, strive for their development... just like what uncle did all his life."

Fang Qingyun said solemnly: "That was once my detailed lifetime plan. Although the goal now seems not big, at that time, it was worth dedicating a lifetime. But now, it’s different."