Li Yang looked around. When the Thirteen Bodyguards saw that he had returned safely, they all went back to sleep. Gao Cheng was also taken away by them.
"What's wrong? Can't I talk to you, Sister Xin, just because there are people around?" With no one around, Li Yang suddenly felt bolder.
"Stop being so glib. Talk to me, it's the middle of the night, I have to go to work tomorrow, don't keep me from sleeping," Cao Xin said irritably.
"Sister Xin, my dear Sister Xin. Can you do me a favor?" Li Yang knew Cao Xin wouldn't be angry, but he didn't want to disturb her rest, so he stopped pestering her.
"Tell me, I'll think about it," Cao Xin said, deliberately teasing Li Yang.
“You know my buddy Gao Cheng. You’ve probably heard he got beaten up today. He’s with me now. Can you take a few days off?” Li Yang said.
"Is the injury serious?" Cao Xin asked with concern.
"It's just a superficial wound, I've already taken care of it," Li Yang said casually.
"I was talking about your injury? Fighting with so many people, you really are a handful," Cao Xin said with a hint of displeasure.
Oh, so you were concerned about me. I'm so touched.
"Sister Xin must have been worried sick about me, right?" Li Yang chuckled.
"I'm not worried," Cao Xin snorted.
"Yeah, you haven't contacted me at all. Even when I was in the hospital, you didn't care," Li Yang said sourly. He only received a call from Zhao Lihua to check on him; it seemed that his other female confidantes didn't show any interest unless he took the initiative.
"I... I told Tian'er about your situation, but she hasn't contacted you?" Cao Xin suddenly asked, puzzled.
"No. You told Sister Song? What, you want to show concern for me, but you have to go through Sister Song?" Li Yang asked, puzzled. What kind of logic is that?
“Tian’er hasn’t been doing well lately. After Uncle Song passed away, their business collapsed, and she’s been busy cleaning up the mess. It’s been very hard for her. You should pay more attention to her,” Cao Xin said gently.
“I know about Sister Song’s situation. I’m talking about you. Don’t you care about me anymore?” Li Yang said in a deep voice.
"You, you're talking nonsense. Of course I care about you. If I don't care about you, who else would I care about?" Cao Xin hurriedly defended herself.
"Then give me a kiss," Li Yang said, a mischievous smile spreading across his face, as if he could already see Cao Xin blushing and looking charming.
"What exactly do you want? Tian'er is the one you need to care about right now," Cao Xin said quietly after a moment.
"Don't you need me anymore, Sister Xin? You don't need me anymore?" Li Yang asked in surprise.
"Okay, I'm sleepy and need to rest. I've got your message. Goodbye." Cao Xin seemed unwilling to reply and hung up on Li Yang directly.
Li Yang was both annoyed and speechless. He really wanted to call back and get to the bottom of it, but he felt it was inappropriate; it was the middle of the night, and he wouldn't be able to get anything out of the phone. So he hung up the phone dejectedly.
Go back to sleep.
Chapter 196: Washing the Monk's Head
The next day, Gao Cheng, that bastard, finally got his wish and was as excited as a wild horse or a dog with its reins loosed. He refused to go back to school and insisted on fooling around outside for a few more days.
Damn it, Li Yang had no choice but to go along with him. After all, he could see that this guy was definitely not cut out for studying; he was just suited to taking crooked paths! So he stopped insisting and let the guy follow the Thirteen Protectors and be ravaged by him. It was really rough on him!
I don't know if this guy was born a scoundrel, but instead of getting angry when I roughed him up, he was actually very happy and excited, saying that practicing martial arts here was so fulfilling and exciting, much more interesting than studying and reading books.
They actually seem reluctant to leave, especially since I occasionally take them to Xiaotangshan at night to cool off and have some fun. They've become addicted to it, like they're on drugs.
In the end, Li Yang still escorted the guy back to school. After all, he had only asked for leave, not dropped out! He couldn't just disappear and never come back, could he? That would be difficult to explain to Cao Xin!
During this period, Li Yang received a lot of bad news. The underworld was in chaos. Many gang leaders who had grudges against Mad Dog, as well as some others, were inexplicably injured and retaliated against.
Blackie was furious. He had just become the top underworld boss in Jiangdong City when his henchman was raped and killed. This was a blatant slap in the face.
Damn it, who doesn't have a face? If you slap me in the face, I won't let you live! The black guy vowed to avenge Mad Dog, and he didn't believe in any of that bullshit nonsense about ghosts or vengeful spirits!
He was convinced that someone had retaliated and framed him, using extreme measures to kill Mad Dog. Naturally, those who had recently joined him and were originally Song Ye's men were the ones most affected and suspected.
They became the collective suspects and were suddenly isolated, finding themselves in a very miserable situation. At this point, these scoundrels started to speak ill of Master Song, and some shameless bastards even went to beg Song Tian'er for help!
Damn, you only think of them now? Where were you before? What a bunch of bastards!
Li Yang spent his days going home and traveling between the campus and the courtyard, and at night he would practice the Thirteen Protectors drills while also training on his own, never stopping for a moment.
Li Yang had just finished practicing a set of stances and was covered in sweat, so he took a shower. Looking at his muscular physique, which was as taut as a baby's, he felt great.
The phone rang outside, and he knew it was Song Tian'er calling as soon as he heard the ringtone.
He walked out naked, drying his hair and body with a towel in one hand, and answered the phone with the other.
"Hello, Sister Song."
"Hmm, Li Yang, what are you doing?" Song Tian'er asked softly.
Since her father passed away and ascended to immortality, Song Tian'er's temper has softened considerably; she rarely gets angry unless provoked. Even her speech has become much gentler, as if she has suddenly transformed from a fiery woman into a refined lady.
But Li Yang, who understands her true nature, doesn't think so. She's just a little more mature, with an extra layer of disguise. In essence, she's still a spicy girl who can make any man's throat burn and his penis turn red and swollen.
Li Yang glanced down at the little monk enjoying the breeze and said nonchalantly, "Nothing, just washing his hair!"
"Wash your hair? What are you doing washing your hair so late at night?" Song Tian'er raised her voice, clearly puzzled.
Washing the monk's head down there, do you expect me to tell you?
"No, I'm taking a shower. I just finished practicing and I'm all sweaty," Li Yang said casually, no longer trying to deny it.
"Hey, you bastard! What did you mean by that just now?" Song Tian'er had known Li Yang for so long that she naturally understood his temperament. This guy was a lecherous scoundrel, and his words always went straight to the point. She immediately felt that Li Yang's words had a hidden meaning. She immediately questioned him.
"Nothing much. Just getting my hair washed. I haven't even asked you yet, why are you bothering me in the middle of the night?" Li Yang certainly wouldn't tell the truth, thinking to himself, if I told you, wouldn't you be furious? Only an idiot would tell you.