Over there, Fu Xiyan finished his Breathing Regulation and got up.
After sitting in the tornado for nearly an hour, his body was already covered in dust; his head and shoulders adorned with a few leaves, and there were leaves and pebbles on him, adding several small cuts to his face, and quite a few tears in his clothes. He looked utterly disheveled.
Fu Xiyan didn’t tend to his wounds. After getting up, he casually brushed the dust off himself and then walked towards where Su Yunling and the other three were standing.
"Second brother, are you alright?" Seeing Fu Xiyan’s disheveled appearance, Tang Yichen voiced his concern.
Fu Xiyan shook his head at Tang Yichen, then stood firmly in front of Gu Zhiqi, cupped his fist in the other hand and then seriously and earnestly bowed deeply, "Thank you."
Gu Zhiqi had helped him establish a connection with the Dragon Chant Sword and also assisted him in repairing his mental method and created a set of corresponding Ancient Martial Arts for him—courtesies that Fu Xiyan had yet to formally thank her for.
Now, having made his breakthrough to become a Fifth-Order Ancient Martial Artist and contracted with the Dragon Chant Sword, all of this, he owed to the young lady before him.
He should rightfully express his thanks.
Gu Zhiqi knew what Fu Xiyan was thanking her for and replied indifferently, "Equivalent exchange, no thanks necessary."
Hearing Gu Zhiqi’s response, the corner of Fu Xiyan’s mouth twitched slightly.
He was somewhat resigned to Gu Zhiqi’s words.
This young lady always managed to draw a clear line between herself and others with just one sentence.
Not taking Gu Zhiqi’s boundary-setting too much to heart, he seriously and solemnly said to her, "If in the future there’s anything you need, please feel free to ask."
"Second brother, that’s not very generous of you; if Gu Xiaoxi needs anything, she would definitely come to me first," said Tang Yichen, as he moved closer to Gu Zhiqi and whispered to her, "Whatever second brother can do, I can do too. And remember, I should be your first choice, Xiao Qi."
After speaking, he even winked at Gu Zhiqi with one eye.
Although Tang Yichen kept his voice low, everyone present was no ordinary person, and all who were meant to hear did so.
Fu Xiyan cast a cool glance at Tang Yichen, then walked over, grabbed his collar and pulled him aside before turning to Gu Zhiqi and saying, "We’ve known each other for a while now, and have become quite familiar. If you don’t mind, from now on you can call me Brother Yan or Brother Fu..." Before he could finish saying the word ’please’, he heard Gu Zhiqi speak.
Under Fu Xiyan’s puzzled gaze, Gu Zhiqi spoke softly, "If you don’t mind, feel free to call me Master Zhi."
Calling him Brother Yan was out of the question.
The rest of the onlookers: "..."
"Then it’s settled, from now on, you call me Brother Yan, and like Yichen, you can call me Xiao Qi," Fu Xiyan stated as if he had not heard Gu Zhiqi’s objection, speaking with utter seriousness.
Didn’t he hear her objection?
Is it really okay to decide this unilaterally?!
Gu Zhiqi was silent for a moment, feeling a bit like smashing Fu Xiyan’s face in.
No sooner had the thought appeared than she heard the sound of a transfer notification— a sound all too familiar and pleasant to the ear.
She immediately took out her phone to have a look.
Did Fu Xiyan make a transfer to her account?
Transferred one, ten, hundred, thousand... ten million, ten million, a whole ten million?!
She instantly put away the thought of smashing Fu Xiyan’s face in.
Shifting her gaze from the phone, she looked up at Fu Xiyan.
Fu Xiyan continued gravely, "Change of address fee."