Some people are broad-minded and can hold the whole world, while some people are narrow-minded and can only hold themselves.

Xu Yuan never thought it was the former, let alone the latter. His heart was neither big nor small, just enough to accommodate the important people around him.

He is just an ordinary person.

He may feel unbearable because of pity, he may be filled with indignation because of injustices, and he may even help him, but if it involves the important people around him, his choice will not waver in any way.

If you abandon the perspective of God who knows that the world is destined to be in chaos, Xu Yuan can actually understand Xu Xinyao's behavior.

Her words are not just words, she has been practicing her words and working hard for them.

But Xu Yuan feels that she should be more perfect.

If at the end of the plot, after her father and brothers are all dead, she simply chooses to kill herself, then the indifference and even disgust that Xu Yuan has accumulated towards this character in the previous plots will disappear.

But she didn't.

While feeling guilty, I lived happily with the protagonist of the plot played by Xu Yuan.

Because of this, I hate it.

...

...

"Third Young Master...Third Young Master? Third Young Master!"

"...."

The voice coming from beside him made Xu Yuan slowly come back from his thoughts. He looked sideways and saw Zhou Chen looking at him with a smile:

"You don't seem to look very good...are you thinking about what just happened?"

The news that the Third Young Master, who was originally violent, turned ugly because he killed an offending person, is quite thought-provoking.

"What happened just now?"

Xu Yuan glanced at him, but happened to see several nursing staff carrying a stretcher covered with white cloth walking out of the wing just now. As they walked, they did not forget to glance at him in a timid manner.

Xue Yong seems to be dead.

Although he did not issue a death order, the other party's death was expected.

The first time I ordered a murder, I felt a little uncomfortable mentally.

However, Xu Yuan just shook his head lightly:

"That's right. When you mentioned that bitch, it reminded me of some things from the past."

Having said that, without further explanation, he turned his attention to the young lady on the stage in the lobby.

While he was dazed, the dancers above had changed.

They were replaced by a pair of beautiful twin girls, their faces are very similar.

Perhaps due to the art design of "Cangyuan", the ancient costumes in this world have a past-life style.

Both girls wear pink breasts, slit skirts, slender waists, and long flowing sleeves.

Just the right amount of seductive.

When Zhou Chen saw Xu Yuan's gaze, he suddenly laughed and said:

"Third Young Master, are you ready?"

"Yeah." Xu Yuan did not deny it.

Based on the degree of hidden organ disease that he had previously sensed, Xu Yuan originally thought that it would take at least a year and a half to slowly recover, but it turned out that it only took less than a month.

Maybe it's because of the Xue Yuan Xin Jue, or maybe it's because of his current physique.

Zhou Chen grinned when he heard this, walked closer with the wine gourd, and lowered his voice:

"Third Young Master, these two sisters, Zi Ye and Zi Hua, are really good at it. I watch them dance here every day. My sister has such a waist, and my sister has such legs, tsk tsk... Although it is a bit expensive, it is definitely worth the money."<

/p>

"How about, Third Young Master, would you call them up?"

"...."

Xu Yuan stared at Zhou Chen in front of him slightly speechlessly.

I'm familiar with it, but this master is too down-to-earth.

Once the top floor of Zuixian Building is booked, it will bring many maids with delicate and beautiful faces. You can also call the prostitutes in the wing below to come up.

But asking the waiters in the side room to come up requires extra money.

And just like the descriptions in conventional novels, these beauties who have their own private rooms on the ninth to eleventh floors have a certain degree of autonomy in their choices, and Zuixian Tower will also give priority to respecting their own wishes.

However, because of Xu Yuan's identity, their wishes seemed somewhat dispensable.

Ordinary princes and young masters can also do this, but most of them will not choose this way because they will lose their reputation.

But does his reputation of Xu Yuan and Xu Changtian still need to be ruined?

Not to mention the prostitutes, even the pure proprietors who live on the twelfth floor are not negotiable, even if the old proprietress who still retains his charm can come up to sleep with him.

It’s nothing more than adding money.

It would be nice to steal more calligraphy, painting and curios from home and buy them out. The worst thing is that the study at home still has a bunch of manuscripts that my cheap dad left behind when he used to practice calligraphy.

The prime minister's manuscript handwriting is a hard currency in the calligraphy circle, and those arty wealthy businessmen and officials are rare.

Xu Yuan smiled and chuckled:

"Mr. Zhou, I have already told you that I don't want to be in the same camp as you."

Zhou Chen was obviously a little disappointed. He smacked his lips and muttered in a low voice:

"If I don't want to be a fellow-minded person, why don't I go through the back door..."

"..."Xu Yuan.

Seeing the corners of Xu Yuan's eyes twitching slightly, Zhou Chen coughed slightly, his eyes were frivolous, and he chuckled:

"Ahem, don't talk about this, don't talk about this, but Third Young Master, you won't stop being with women in the future and do penance, right?"

"Penancement?"

Xu Yuan murmured softly, then lowered his eyes and stared at his palm. He did not answer, but asked softly:

"Mr. Zhou, can I ask about your cultivation talent?"

"Ah?"

Zhou Chen didn't seem to expect that Xu Yuan would suddenly ask him about this. After a pause, he still answered:

"Of the one hundred and twenty-seven meridians, I was born with access to ninety-six of them, and my mind and soul are also strong."

Said,

He touched his stubble and grinned:

"She should be considered a genius."

"In this way, Mr. Zhou is indeed a genius."

"Haha, not bad." Zhou Chen waved his hand and said with a smile.

Xu Yuan did not smile. After praising softly, he stared at Zhou Chen's smiling face and suddenly asked:

"Since you say you are a genius, can Mr. Zhou make any progress in his cultivation now?"

"..." Zhou Chen.

Looking at each other, silent.

If Zhou Chen is really stuck in a bottleneck and unable to make any progress, then Xu Yuan's words are a naked mockery.

"...."

And sure enough, Xu Yuan's words made the smile on Zhou Chen's face gradually stiffen and then disappear.

It is obvious that Zhou Chen's cultivation is indeed stuck by a bottleneck, and he has been troubled by this for a long time.

Zhou Chen's originally lazy eyes gradually became a little scary because of the ridicule of the third young master.

Xu Yuan's eyes became colder a little bit, and he looked at him.

After looking at each other for a long time, Xu Yuancai said:

"Zhou Chen, you don't have to look at me like this. If you have come this far, you are definitely not an idle person by nature. But now that you are so indulgent all day long, it is not difficult to deduce that you have encountered a bottleneck and can't get over it."

Xu Yuan called Zhou Chen by his name for the first time.

And with the words,

Xu Yuan's narrow eyes narrowed little by little:

"I stayed with Ran Qingmo for more than two months, and she was practicing all the time."

"Zhou Chen, I'm very curious."

Xu Yuan's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm called curiosity:

"If you could cultivate without bottlenecks like Ran Qingmo, would you still be as wanton and indulgent as you are now?"

The words fall,

Zhou Chen understood what Xu Yuan meant and fell into silence.

The hustle and bustle downstairs, the cool silence on the top floor.

Xu Yuan stared into Zhou Chen's eyes and said word by word:

"Zhou Chen, answer me."

"...."

Zhou Chen's eyes flickered for a moment, then he lowered his eyes, bowed slightly and clasped his fists:
Chapter completed!