Chapter 893

(Wow, okay, so familiar. My wife used to torture me exactly like this!)

(Same, exactly the same. She says nothing, just gets angry. I, sigh, I really have no way to deal with it.)

Seeing the fans sharing experiences similar to his own, Fang Yang couldn't help but wonder: could it be that even his breathing was wrong?

Mo Yan was like this, and Wu Mian was the same. Of course, Fang Yang hadn't had the chance to ask Mo Yan the reason yet.

"Is that so?"

Fang Yang fell silent for a moment, then spoke indifferently.

"Since the boss is fine, I'll be going first. I have things to attend to."

Fang Yang's expression remained normal; he turned and left after speaking.

Watching Fang Yang's departing back, Wu Mian maintained her usual cold demeanor.

(So tough, Brother Yang, you actually just left?)

(Is this for real? Brother Yang, are you really going to leave? What if you said a few nice words and Sister Wu Mian let you in?)

Seeing the fans enjoying the drama, Fang Yang could only shake his head. He felt helpless, but he had no choice.

"I didn't do anything wrong, and she's acting like she refuses to explain anything. Am I supposed to keep fawning over her?"

Fang Yang frowned; he was very repulsed by the idea that one side must constantly bow down.

Hearing Fang Yang say this, some fans didn't dare to suggest that Fang Yang should take a step back for the sake of peace; after all, it was obvious that Fang Yang was angry.

The journey was silent until Fang Yang parked in front of a villa on the hillside.

(Whoa! Is this Brother Yang's house? It's so big!)

(It's so good to be rich, isn't it?)

(No, no, no, that's not necessarily true. In fact, many people face a dilemma when dealing with their own funds.)

(Hmm, put that way, it makes some sense. After all, a portion needs to be saved, and another portion should... wait, no. If you're already rich, what's there to be troubled about?)

(There is, how could there not be? If you don't believe me, look at me. I'm the type who has too much money and doesn't know where to store it.)

(Oh? Send me 500 to prove your strength?)

As soon as this was said, that arrogant fan immediately went quiet, falling into endless silence.

"Alright, stop arguing. Let's go in and take a look. Compare it to the villa I streamed from before—which one is better?"

Fang Yang chuckled; he was quite confident in his ability to divert his fans' attention.

"Cough, cough, cough! Ptooey!"

Fang Yang pushed the door open and entered, only to be choked by the thick dust inside the house.

"I'm really... speechless."

Fang Yang held his forehead. Why was he still getting choked by dust when he wasn't doing haunted house sleep-tests anymore?

(Hahaha, such a familiar scene, hahaha.)

(Exactly, it seems like Brother Yang coughs a couple of times every time he enters a house that's been vacant for a long time.)

"This... can this be the same?"

Fang Yang fanned the air in front of his face, feeling that the dust had lessened slightly. Of course, going all the way in would likely be a different experience.

"If you guys came, you'd be the same, believe me? This isn't my fault; it's the dust's fault. If you smelled pepper powder, you'd definitely be the same—either coughing or sneezing."

(Hey! Don't say that! You're actually right!)

(This is so reasonable! I have to write this down!)

Fang Yang felt ashamed. Was there really a need to write that down?

1247. You fake fan! Brother Yang's dark history? (Seeking full subscription)

"Ahhh, what on earth is this kid saying!"

Inside the police station, Li Ye was speechless watching Fang Yang's performance. What kind of situation was this!

Does what you're saying have any necessary connection to the current situation?

It seems not. Then why do you insist on spouting nonsense here?

Li Ye covered his face, not wanting to see Fang Yang do anything else.

Fang Yang walked into the house, unable to bear the sight of the dust covering the floor.

"Sigh, this reminds me of bad memories."

Fang Yang covered his face, thinking of his foolish self back then. He wanted to go back in time and strangle the thought that he had encountered a ghost.

However, time travel was impossible. This wasn't a world with a rebirth system or anything, and certainly not a novel world.

(What's wrong with Brother Yang? Is he reminiscing?)

(What are you talking about, you fake fan? It's obvious you haven't been watching the stream carefully. Brother Yang is thinking of his own dark history, so...)

The fan was good at keeping people in suspense, stopping halfway through the sentence and only speaking again after numerous fans urged him to.

"Whoa, please don't say it, don't dig up my dark history!"

Seeing the number of fans tagging that person in the chat increasing, Fang Yang began to worry. Would he really lose face again?

(Hehe, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. DM me, fixed price.)

As soon as this was said, the chat room fell silent for a moment, as if they couldn't believe it. No way? You're trying to make money off this? Do you have any conscience left?

"No way? Kid, have you always been this brave?"

Fang Yang was stunned by the text asking for money in exchange for information, but then he spoke up in surprise to advise him. After all, it wasn't just ordinary fans watching this stream anymore!

(That's right, please address me as Emperor of Bravery!)

Seeing that Fang Yang didn't seem angry at all, the fan's courage grew, and he directly called himself the Emperor of Bravery.

"Good, very good. Truly courting death."

Li Ye shook his head, sighing at the other person's audacity. But now, his bravery could only go this far; soon, this fan would appear in front of a teacup at the police station.

"Uh, Brother Li, what are you going to do?"

"Hey, don't stop him, let him go. He's probably about to go crazy from holding it in."

Yun Yun immediately stopped the officer who wanted to call out to Li Ye and shook her head.

"Sister Yun, do you know what Brother Li is going to do?"

"Probably, he's going to find that fan who dared to resell people's embarrassing stories."

Looking at the thing on the table that looked like a locator or coordinate tracker, Yun Yun guessed secretly. Li Ye must have been feeling very uncomfortable watching Fang Yang fight alone these past few days.

After all, this kind of thing should be left to them to handle, and Fang Yang, as a citizen, should be the one waiting peacefully.

"Eww~ Whoa, this... I... don't they care about this at all?"

Looking at the dust that had accumulated for who knows how many years, Fang Yang felt that if it were all gathered together, it could make a few bowls of noodles.

(Hey, right! Brother Yang, why don't you play the role of a housekeeper or cleaning lady and sweep all those villas clean by yourself!)

(I think that works! It's really feasible!)

(You guys are simply not human! If Brother Yang finishes that, wouldn't he be unable to get out of bed for several days?)

"I think this last person makes a lot of sense. As for the idea of me becoming a cleaning lady, let's just drop it. What? You agree? That's good, everyone's happy!"

1248. What should I do! Waiting online! It's urgent! (Seeking full subscription)

(?)

(Ah? No, we haven't said anything yet!)

(Really, no one spoke? I suspected my phone, the software, and the network, but I never suspected Brother Yang. You owe me for my trust!)

"Ah? You trust me that much?"

Fang Yang was shocked. Oh no, there really are such simple-minded little fans. What should I do! Waiting online! It's urgent!

"Cough, cough, we should go check out the next house. Let's go!"

Seeing that things were going south, Fang Yang immediately turned around, went downstairs, got in the car, and disappeared.

(... I despise you.)

"Pfft, despise me then. I don't have any shame anyway."

Fang Yang's tone sounded completely indifferent. After all, he was a fool, what need did he have for shame?

(I'm just curious, Brother Yang. You say you're so brave, fearing neither heaven nor earth, so why were you threatened by Li Zimu?)

(Are you stupid? That guy brought up Brother Yang's parents back then. Do you think Brother Yang's parents could be safe if he didn't agree?)

(That makes sense, a lot of sense. But Brother Yang seems to have cut off all emotions and desires. If he didn't have his parents as a weakness, I'm afraid others really wouldn't be able to control him.)

"Hehe, everyone has weaknesses, and Fang Yang is no exception. However, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to threaten Fang Yang in the future."

Inside the room, Li Zimu looked at his phone and chuckled.

He was also gambling when he threatened Fang Yang. After all, neither he nor Fang Yang knew where those two were, what their travel route was, and Fang Yang couldn't even get through to their phones. ===== CHAPTER 894 =====