Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 687

Chapter 687: Chapter 687

As Yang Fan and Mr. Fan were conversing, Fan Sisi huddled quietly to the side, not saying anything, but she kept sending Yang Fan furtive glances of concern, filled with thick, honey-like yearning.

The two of them also hadn’t had a passionate tumble in the sheets for quite some days.

However, in front of Mr. Fan, Yang Fan dared not show too much.

"Mr. Fan, it seems you’ve made up your mind?" Yang Fan asked.

Mr. Fan nodded, "Since she is an old acquaintance of your Grandmaster, it’s only proper for me to meet her and take the opportunity to discuss some matters. The dispersal of energy has been too fierce, the wooden tower has already manifested on the outside, if this continues, it will certainly attract the attention of the authorities."

"She told me she had done her best to suppress it, how could it still be leaking out?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.

His power was limited, and he couldn’t see the full picture.

"There are a mix of different energies here, the nature’s spiritual energy is much denser than in other places. Even though she has done her best to suppress it, the natural forces and the earth’s energy are having certain counteractions. If it had been you, it probably wouldn’t be much of a problem, but if someone truly powerful came along, they could see the truth at a glance. We need to think of more solutions," Mr. Fan said.

"I had asked a few friends to inquire about Sanping on my way here. There haven’t been such incidents of harming people near the Immortal Cave in recent years. It seems like your Grandmaster’s old acquaintance is indeed the good-natured person you described."

"Since she is a person of goodness, linked to your Grandmaster, and has provided you with so much, should I not lend a hand? About the government’s affairs, there’s not much else I can tell you, but you just need to understand one thing."

"When it comes to such incidents, the government has always had only one stance: either submit or be destroyed!"

"Looks like my observation skills are still pretty decent," Yang Fan said playfully with a smile, conveniently ignoring the barbed comments Mr. Fan had embedded in his words. He was already used to this old man’s way of speaking.

His words were sharper than swords and spears, but his ability to act was even more outrageously strong.

When he had called earlier, Mr. Fan was still at home, sipping wine. Two hours later, he had already arrived at Sanping.

Yang Fan had just walked this road himself, and it had taken over two hours. Clearly, Mr. Fan must have put down his wine glass immediately after receiving Yang Fan’s call and, taking Fan Sisi with him, set out at once.

And he definitely pushed the speed to the limit on the way, otherwise, he couldn’t have arrived so fast.

"Stop boasting here; take me inside to meet her," Mr. Fan said in a bad mood, "Just lead me in, and you stay out of it. There are some things that it’s better for you not to know for the time being."

"...Alright."

Yang Fan didn’t know why, but Mr. Fan must have had his reasons, so he didn’t ask any further.

Mr. Fan led the way, with Yang Fan falling two steps behind, walking up the large slope leading to the teahouse alongside Fan Sisi.

Fan Sisi sneakily glanced at Mr. Fan ahead, then quietly pinched Yang Fan’s buttock.

The pinch from her soft and tender hand sent a shiver through Yang Fan’s body, and he immediately pinched back unceremoniously.

The feel was soft and bouncy, utterly comfortable.

"Hmm..."

All of a sudden, Fan Sisi blushed, letting out a soft moan.

Yang Fan got startled and quickly put some distance between himself and Fan Sisi.

This mischievous girl, why did she become so sensitive all of a sudden?

Mr. Fan abruptly turned his head to look, "What’s going on?"

"I stepped on a pebble, and it got right in the arch of my foot," Fan Sisi explained with a blush.

Mr. Fan said, "You’re a grown adult and you can’t even see a pebble clearly."

Pouting her mouth, Fan Sisi muttered, "But it’s kind of dark on the road."

Seeing that Mr. Fan was not suspicious and continued walking ahead, Yang Fan then moved closer to Fan Sisi and whispered, "Why did you suddenly become so delicate? The slightest touch and you cry out, it’s quite startling."

"I’ve been holding it in for several days now, what do you think? It’s been almost half a month since you last touched my butt." Fan Sisi squeezed out some words through her teeth, speaking to Yang Fan in a low, suppressed voice.

"You’re so sensitive, that’s fantastic!" Yang Fan said with delight.

Fan Sisi was always quite sensitive and also very moist.

Given how she looks right now, he’s afraid he’s going to be flooded today.

Any hope of going to the teahouse for entertainment today is clearly gone; Yang Fan is holding no such hope anymore.

"You bad guy!" Fan Sisi’s eyes shimmered with seduction and affection; she pouted and hummed softly.

Yang Fan laughed heartily without any concern; she looked so adorable with her dewy eyes.

The trio headed to the teahouse together.

Before even reaching the counter, Yang Fan had already signaled the glamorous proprietress with a look from afar.

He hoped she’d be perceptive enough not to serve those exorbitantly priced tea eggs, otherwise he’d have to come up with an excuse again.

And finding that excuse wouldn’t be easy...

"Mr. Yang, you’re back." The glamorous proprietress came up with the menu in her arms.

Yang Fan, still uncertain, stealthily gave her another look and took the lead to speak: "This is my grandmaster, and his granddaughter. Could you arrange a private room for us, and bring some good dishes, like the house specialties."

"Understood, right this way please." The proprietress glanced at Fan Sisi and immediately responded with a smile.

She seemed to have understood.

Then she led the three of them to the right of the hallway and arranged a room with a window view for them.

This definitely couldn’t have a secret passage because the window was right next to it; one push of the window, and anyone would fall from the building.

After they were seated, Yang Fan also ordered a few cups of tea, got a bottle of fine liquor for Mr. Fan, and then excused himself to greet the proprietress, following her out again.

The proprietress turned around for a glance and walked a few steps forward before whispering to Yang Fan: "Mr. Yang, I’m quick on the uptake, right? No need to be nervous, I won’t blow your cover. I’ll serve the dishes as usual later, and our teahouse really does offer some excellent specials."

"Thank you." Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, "You’ve saved my life; let’s just go with that, you take care of the arrangements."

"All right, please wait a moment," the proprietress said with a smile.

She didn’t inquire why Yang Fan’s grandmaster had suddenly shown up, and Yang Fan didn’t elaborate.

He had already said enough before; the dealings between the Tianji Sect and Lady Liu were naturally not something he was going to let her know.

When he returned to the private room, Yang Fan saw a Small Copper Incense Burner lit in front of Mr. Fan, with a stick of incense burning inside. Mr. Fan had already sat down with his legs crossed on the chair, eyes firmly closed.

"Fanzi, my grandpa said to keep an eye out outside to ensure nobody disturbs us. We’ll bring in the dishes ourselves later," Fan Sisi spoke.

Yang Fan nodded, "Then I’ll stay outside, just in case someone suddenly barges in."

"Thank you, Little Fanfan, I’ll give you an extra meal tonight," Fan Sisi bit her lip and said with an enticing smile.

Her ’extra meal’ would surely be tastier than the specialties here; Yang Fan was instantly filled with anticipation.

"Sure!"

With a smile, he replied and pulled the curtain of the private room closed, standing at the door like a living guardian deity.

This teahouse was exquisitely managed, Yang Fan was well aware that various schemes were underway inside, yet from the outside, nothing could be discerned; it had a sort of impressive aura to it.