Immortal Father
Chapter 655 - 655 229 Customized Offensive and Defensive Suit!_3

655: Chapter 229: Customized Offensive and Defensive Suit!_3 655: Chapter 229: Customized Offensive and Defensive Suit!_3 Wei Yanzi heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly shouted, “Heavenly Emperor, save me!

Elder Yan ordered me to kneel here for half a year!”

“Hmph!

You still have the nerve to beg for mercy!”

Yansheng stood up and saluted Li Ping’an, his face dark with anger, and scolded:

“This fool got drunk and caused such trouble!

How can he not be punished?”

“Elder, calm down, please calm down.”

Li Ping’an helped Wei Yanzi to his feet and said sternly:

“This was a matter I failed to handle properly before; Wei Yanzi cannot be blamed.

Of course, getting drunk is indeed wrong.

How about we punish Wei Yanzi by forbidding him from drinking for three years?”

Wei Yanzi quickly nodded: “No problem!

No problem!

This is the Heavenly Emperor’s order!”

Yansheng glared fiercely at Wei Yanzi, but it was a glare filled with deep love and stern chastisement.

Li Ping’an returned to his seat, tossed the little White Tiger onto the table, and continued to stroke its fur.

In the Happy Valley, Sun Yingying…

Images of Sun Yingying flashed before his eyes, then dissipated, transforming into the struggles of the Great Sects, chaos in the west, separation between immortals and mortals, and the divine court of the Southern Continent.

Li Ping’an took out a Jade Talisman, pondered carefully, and wrote an apology letter.

He explained that he had no choice but to use a false identity previously and if there had been any misunderstandings, he hoped Miss Sun would be understanding.

Miss Sun was a good person, cheerful and well-versed in righteousness.

In the future, they could be Dao companions and help each other in times of trouble.

Right now, he was thinking about how to protect himself, how to survive, how to grow stronger, how to rise.

Indeed, he had neither the desire nor the energy to pursue a romance.

Moreover, his recent marriage to his junior martial sister was well known among the Human Race.

If rumors of romance were to spread so soon, where would that leave his junior martial sister’s dignity?

After writing the letter, Li Ping’an specially said, “Elder Yansheng, please take the trouble to deliver this to Drunken Moon Tower and personally hand it to Lord Sun.”

Xiaoyue quickly said, “I can go.”

“Auntie Xiaoyue, it’s not appropriate for you to go,” Li Ping’an said seriously, “Let Elder Yan take care of it.

It’s more formal this way.

The misunderstanding with Miss Sun just needs to be clarified.”

Elder Yansheng turned into a rainbow light and flew away directly.

“I will return shortly!”

Xiaoyue blinked and complained, “Ping’an, why won’t you let me go?”

“From what Auntie Xiaoyue just described, it seems you don’t like Sun Yingying very much,” Li Ping’an said gently, “You are trying to protect me, I understand that.

However, Sun Yingying hasn’t done much wrong before, and if you went, you might end up mocking her.”

Xiaoyue sighed, “I’m not such a petty person.

You rest here; I’ll go find Ling’er to practice the art of cooking.”

Li Ping’an bowed and looked out the window at the courtyard.

After all, the falling flowers are sentimental, and the flowing water is heartless.

‘Unstarted affairs of the heart can hardly be considered a betrayal.’

So thought Li Ping’an.

Yet, he did not know that he would see Sun Yingying again in half a day’s time and in a slightly awkward situation.

…

Two hours later.

In the secret chamber under Drunken Moon Tower, Sun Yingying sat in front of the autumn scenery of the underground courtyard, looking at the Jade Talisman on the low table, and sighed softly.

She had expected it to be like this.

Wenqing, who was once the young Demon Cultivator seeking to buy information, was no longer the same person.

In the end, it was all but a dream, and the dream vanished upon waking.

Outside the door, two young girls knelt on one knee and declared loudly, “Lord!

Urgent order from headquarters!”

Sun Yingying raised her hand to dab at the corner of her eye, and said softly, “Speak.”

“All lords are to halt their current affairs immediately; deputy lords or inspectors will oversee the contact points.

All lords are to return to headquarters at top speed!”

“Understood.”

Sun Yingying took a deep breath, pulled out a brocaded box, placed the Jade Talisman inside, and dismissed the idea of replying to the Heavenly Emperor.

Sufficient decorum had been shown; anything more would seem unnecessarily clingy.

She stood up, summoned a cloak with a flick of her wrist, activated the Happy Valley Escape Skill, and vanished gracefully.

Meanwhile.

Outside Li Ping’an’s residence, the Eight Trigrams Plate spun slightly as the somewhat pale Fenghou stepped out, frowning at the house in front of her.

A master?

The aura was familiar, and within that familiarity, there was a hint of hardship.

“What deity,” Fenghou murmured, “nothing but the envoy of the Holy Mother and the Human Emperor.”