The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Tang Nazhi stood up in surprise. He looked at the entrance, startled, and saw a slender gure slowly

coming in.

The young man came in the morning light and his white clothes were plated with a layer of sunshine; his

black eyes were like pearls inlaid with black diamonds, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved

into a smile. One would simply not be able to fathom his thoughts.

“Qi Xia!” Tang Nazhi looked dumbfoundedly at the familiar yet also somewhat dierent young man before

his eyes. After more than two years apart, Qi Xia was like a completely new person. The original trace of

youth and inexperience had already faded and the vigor belonging to a youngster was replaced by a

sense of indierence. Had it not been for his poisonous tongue, Tang Nazhi would really think that Qi Xia

had washed away the lth in his entire being and stood atop the summit.

However, facts had proved that no matter how noble nor elegant the appearance of this fellow was, the

black-bellied spirit in his bones had not disappeared in the slightest.

He was still so hateful, making people gnash their teeth.

“Calm down; I understand that your heart is moved and happy. This little elegance is beyond the reach of

an idiot like you, after all.” Qi Xia let out a gentle smile. His handsome face, framed by the sun, made his

smile more dazzling; but, what he just said…

“I haven’t seen you for more than two years, but your mouth still wants to be taught a lesson.” Tang Nazhi

shook his st and made a cracking sound. He was considering whether to “greet” the fox with his st.

Qi Xia slightly raised an eyebrow, and the white jade bone fan in his hand unfolded and shook slowly.

“Many thanks for the praise.”

“…” Tang Nazhi clenched his teeth. Fine, he was the only one that could be this shameless.

“It’s such a bright and beautiful spring day, birds are singing and owers are fragrant. Isn’t it inappropriate

for you to gather here early in the morning and ght?” A warm voice quietly sounded.

From outside the door, two equally tall and straight gures came in slowly.

“Brother!!! Yan Yu!!” As soon as Tang Nazhi saw the two people, he already threw the idea of ghting Qi

Xia to the back of his head. He dashed forward, grabbed Yan Yu and Li Xiaowei and gave them a bear hug.

“How old is he? He’s still so childish.” Qi Xia waved the white jade bone fan in his hand and shook his head

helplessly, but the smile at the corner of his eye had already betrayed his inner joy.

“Heavens! What have you eaten these days? How did you end up with such strength?” Li Xiaowei felt his

brother’s bear hug. For an Archer like him, who was mainly agile, it was impossible to compete with a

Swordsmen in strength. Tang Nazhi’s hug almost broke Li Xiaowei and Yan Yu’s bones.

“Hehe! You think I’ve gotten stronger? Hahaha! Isn’t my strength great?” Tang Nazhi cockily threw his head

backwards and let out a wolf-like laugh.

“Oh? You’ve gotten stronger? Do you want to compare notes with me?” Before Tang Nazhi could nish

feeling cocky, another gure appeared in the hall.

Yang Xi, who had arrived without anyone noticing, raised an eyebrow and looked at Tang Nazhi.

In a competition of strength, a Knight could denitely destroy a Swordsman.

The smile on Tang Nazhi’s face froze immediately. He looked at Yang Xi gloomily and said, “It’s been so

long since I saw the lot of you. Yet, as soon as we met, you’re bullying me like this. Are you still my good

brothers?”

So unfeeling, such unfeeling bastards!

Shouldn’t we cry tears of joy from meeting again after such a long separation?

How could these several bastards attack him as soon as they appeared?

“This is how we show our concern and care for you. Are you still not used to it?” Qi Xia had already found

a chair to sit down in and looked at the bombarded Tang Nazhi, who was already in a bad mood.

“If it were you in my shoes, could you get used to it, ah!” Tang Nazhi was angry. They shouldn’t bully

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