Chapter 172: The Storm Is Coming

Lin Qingyue's question, Yang Jun showed no sign of embarrassment.

He gave a light smile and nodded.

"A real man can bend and stretch."

"Besides, for the sake of one's woman, even if it means making a sacrifice and suffering some grievance, what's the big deal?"

Yang Jun's words left Lin Qingyue slightly stunned.

At the same time, she let out a soft sigh in her heart.

At this moment, Lin Qingyue's former pride and advantage seemed to have completely vanished.

It turns out, envying someone is like this.

Yun Xiyue possesses such astonishing martial talent, and also has Yang Jun's deep love.

Just these alone are enough to be astonishing.

Yun Xiyue is destined to have an extremely high path of growth.

Then, the stronger she becomes, the more important a position she will surely hold in Yang Jun's heart.

In the future, will we three sisters still have a place?

Lin Qingyue's heart felt a bit bitter.

At the same time, she stared intently at Yang Jun before her.

"If it's for me, Lin Qingyue, can you manage to do this much?"

Lin Qingyue asked Yang Jun, her eyes staring even more intently at him.

Earlier, seeing Yang Jun's efforts for Yun Xiyue, Lin Qingyue inexplicably had this thought: she needed to see what else she could do in these matters.

"Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it."

Yang Jun hurriedly patted his chest, repeatedly promising.

In this matter, one must also have such a response.

No matter what, what ought to be done still needs to be done first.

"Anything goes?"

Lin Qingyue looked at Yang Jun with a meaningful expression.

"Of course."

Yang Jun nodded, looking serious.

"Really?"

Lin Qingyue smiled slightly, stepped forward, grabbed Yang Jun and pulled him over, pressing him onto the chair.

At the same time, she stepped forward again and sat down.

"If I say I want you to pay the price with your body, are you willing?"

Lin Qingyue sat on Yang Jun's body, her eyes locked on him, full of provocation.

Such a thing, such a question, completely caught Yang Jun off guard.

For a moment, facing Lin Qingyue's provocative gaze, he was stunned, somewhat at a loss.

Even at this moment, Yang Jun's hands seemed to have nowhere to go.

Even in this situation, one still needs a way to respond.

"Haha, Yang Jun, you too have your day."

Lin Qingyue looked at Yang Jun's appearance, laughing, and leaned forward again.

Their gazes met; for a moment, under this situation, their breathing could be heard.

Even at this moment, both of their gazes were locked on each other.

"Isn't it, you don't even know where to put your hands?"

Lin Qingyue was very pleased, feeling a sense of victory.

She is of the cute type; at this moment of "doing evil," she appears even more alluring.

"You usually just know how to anger me; now, what else can you do?"

"How can you anger me? What methods do you have to target me again?"

Lin Qingyue stared at Yang Jun with a provocative expression.

Such a thing, for her, finally gave her a feeling of being able to control everything again.

Looking at Yang Jun before her, Lin Qingyue was very arrogant.

【Well, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger's cub? It's just the body; endure a bit and it'll pass!】

Just then, Lin Qingyue suddenly heard Yang Jun's inner voice.

Lin Qingyue blinked slightly; this bastard Yang Jun really took advantage and still acted innocent.

Look at this guy now, he actually feels wronged!

What am I in all this?

"Hmph, men!"

Another snort, Lin Qingyue stood up.

This matter, she really is angry.

【No way, is this woman sick? Just now she said she hadn't even gotten in the car, how did she change again?】

Yang Jun felt wronged in his heart, his eyes fixed on Lin Qingyue.

"Now you should be able to see that I am a man who truly guards his purity like jade."

Yang Jun's words made Lin Qingyue sneer.

This bastard, the changes in Mo Qingyan and Leng Qingyue, really thinks I wouldn't notice?

Still guarding your body like jade? Really, you are guarding your body like jade—how could you be like this?

If you want to know the Supreme Bright Divine Skill, I still have a condition.

Lin Qingyue took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

But I still haven't figured out what the condition is.

Lin Qingyue said this, and unconsciously gave a light nod.

Such a matter, such a situation—indeed, that's the case for her.

She wants to agree, but is unwilling.

But I haven't thought of what kind of condition to propose.

Don't worry— as long as the condition isn't to let me harm those around me, I can agree!

At this moment, Yang Jun immediately reached out, patted his chest, and made consecutive promises.

Of course, we still need to emphasize our attitude in handling such matters.

Only by doing it this way and persisting thus is it proper.

Hmm, it's still affectionate and righteous.

Lin Qingyue glanced at Yang Jun, then gave a light nod.

Such a matter, such a response—still quite normal.

Her expression eased as she looked at Yang Jun before her.

Teaching Yun Xiyue? I can certainly go teach.

But whether she can learn it is not something I can guarantee.

If she learns it, then it has nothing to do with me.

Lin Qingyue spoke, and Yang Jun nodded vigorously.

As long as Lin Qingyue takes action, what could Yang Jun possibly not agree to?

Given Yun Xiyue's talent, isn't all of this now extremely simple?

In the Imperial Palace, the temperature is clearly not low.

But Zhou Tian, kneeling on the ground, felt only icy cold all over.

That lofty figure gave him immense pressure.

The pressure he could bear at this moment left him somewhat at a loss.

You have let me down too much—hmph!

You can't even handle a small matter—utterly ridiculous!

Yun Fengyun let out a cold snort from his nostrils, a look of disdain on his face.

Your humble servant knows his mistake.

Zhou Tian dared not raise his head; Yun Fengyun's body emanated an extremely icy aura, leaving him unable to bear it, and even raising his head made him feel tense.

The western military authority has been taken back first; you still need more training.

Do your own duties well, then we'll talk.

Yun Fengyun again let out a cold snort, and a greater chill flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Tian's whole body trembled; this is what he currently takes pride in, yet Yun Fengyun actually wants to strip all of these away at once.

Your humble servant, I obey!

Zhou Tian's head had already been pressed to the ground; he cannot refuse this matter, and is even unable to refuse.

Now the matter makes Zhou Tian all too clear: Yun Fengyun's so-called heavy reliance is merely that he himself is being used, he is merely a tool, nothing more.