Chapter 1565: Chapter 963: The Grape Vendetta (Part 2)

Seeing the crystal grapes on her desk were already gone, a small pile of grape skins was left on a corner of the table.

Yi Zhongxian saw this and thought he was trying to escape in defeat, letting out a cold laugh, determined not to let him get away.

He raised his left palm, and four fiery pillars of flame leapt up from his palm, soaring into the air.

Finally, he successfully captured and trapped Rong Lijun’s body and breath.

The four fire pillars stood on the four sides, forming a square fiery wall as they connected.

Rong Li raised an eyebrow with a smile, sighing lightly as if troubled: "Oh dear, I’ve been caught so quickly."

Yi Zhongxian stepped forward with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, flames blazing between his sleeves, raising his sword:

"Rong Lijun, today you will pay the price for your rude words and actions!"

The blazing fiery pillars, the four-sided formation lock, Rong Lijun’s bright, upturned eyes under the thick lashes seemed to glint with light.

He smiled faintly, suddenly producing a folding fan in his hand, holding it behind his back.

Just as it clashed with Yi Zhongxian’s striking Flame Sword.

The sword tip met the fan surface, sending out countless intense sparks.

Rong Lijun, seemingly limited in movement and overpowered, let out a scream.

The folding fan in his hand immediately shattered into countless fragments, flying out like fine rain, hitting Yi Zhongxian’s body head-on.

Yet it brought no harm, the fragments disappearing into the surface of the water without a ripple, leaving him completely unharmed.

Instead, it was Rong Lijun who was knocked flying, even crashing into the four flame pillars that sealed his field, shattering them.

Coincidentally, he landed directly on Baili An’s table with a thud, smashing all the food, spilling wine everywhere.

That table full of exquisite dishes now only had the peeled Purple Crystal Grape in Baili An’s hand remaining intact.

Yi Zhongxian, seeing him in such a sorry state, felt a great wave of anger released from his heart.

Just as he was triumphantly chuckling, his meridians suddenly tingled eerily, followed by a pain like needles piercing through.

He stumbled back a step, his face faintly pale.

Just as everyone thought Rong Lijun had been completely defeated and revealed satisfied smiles, they suddenly noticed something odd with Yi Zhongxian.

Situ Ye frowned and asked, "Yi Brother, what’s wrong with you?"

Yi Zhongxian refused to admit that he was successfully hurt by this little rogue Rong Li.

In terms of cultivation, he was solidly one realm higher than Rong Li, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to suppress him at the start.

In terms of years of cultivation, he was decades older than Rong Li.

So by no means did he have any reason to be disadvantaged today.

He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the tormenting pain, and couldn’t check his own condition immediately.

He could only pretend it was nothing, saying: "It’s nothing, just worried that I might have been too heavy-handed, not leaving any face for the Asheng Sect, wounding the person too severely.

If he ends up half-paralyzed then, that would be a huge fault."

The crowd laughed, teasing Yi Zhongxian about his fiery temper.

No one paid attention to the loser’s feelings.

Only Baili An couldn’t ignore the troublemaker close at hand.

He looked down at the plate of crushed grapes under his hand, lightly frowning.

He felt... Rong Lijun actually had the ability to defeat or even mess with that hotheaded son of a Daoist Immortal.

His act of intentionally losing and appearing weak seemed to be deliberately at odds with the peeled grapes on his plate.

Only one grape left in hand.

Taking it to Xiao Shuang like this seemed too inappropriate, Baili An pondered for a moment.

Forget it, I’ll just eat it myself.

Just as he was about to put the grape in his mouth, a head came over first.

While no one was watching, Rong Lijun leaned over and gently took the grape from Baili An’s fingertip with his mouth.

The soft and warm tip of his tongue lightly skimmed over his fingernail.

With a light touch, the grape was openly stolen by someone!

He frowned even more deeply.

Rong Lijun’s cheek puffed up into the shape of the grape as he raised his eyes, long eyes flashing brilliantly.

His lips glistening with grape juice, bright red and alluring as if lightly painted with vermilion, deeply captivating.

Yin Baishuang, who didn’t quite enjoy the spectacle, almost overturned the table in anger like Yi Zhongxian, as he’d been focusing on Baili An.

What kind of bizarre monsters and demons have come with Shifang City’s marriage seeking group?

Why is Rong Lijun acting so enchantingly, wasn’t he here to propose to Fang Geyu in Shifang City?

In this crowd, flirting with someone else’s man?!

These days, watching over one’s man, a woman has to be cautious not only of other women but these men too?

Baili An was also inwardly tumultuous, barely managing to suppress his anger when suddenly there was a loud shattering sound from the table.

Everyone looked up to see Fang Geyu resting her chin on her hand, idly rolling a Dragon Saliva Whale Treasure Bead.

Under her table, another Treasure Bead had shattered into pieces.

The Spiritual Energy from the shattered bead, dispersing into strands of dreamlike rainbow light, evidently made this invaluable treasure wasted.

Mu Yunye’s eyes deepened, yet he said nothing.

Fang Geyu lightly rolled the remaining Treasure Bead with her finger, it rolled and fell to the floor, shattering too. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

As if she had merely broken two common bricks, she lazily raised her eyelids, saying:

"Is this all the fun there is? How about I draw a field for you all to fight properly and settle it?"