"Zhun Ti, are you done yet?" Hong Yun watched Zhun Ti bustling about in front of him with a lazy air.
"Almost, almost. Just a moment, Daoist Hong Yun."
"Smack... smack!"
"Zhun Ti, don't call him Daoist Hong Yun! Hurry up and call him Sir!" Luo Hou whipped Zhun Ti with a lash. Jie Yin, meanwhile, carefully fanned Hong Yun, afraid the man beside him might lose his temper.
"Jie Yin, put some strength into it! What, did you skip dinner?" Hong Jun kicked Jie Yin, then laid into him with a flurry of punches and kicks.
"You don't have to be so violent. Be kind..." Watching the house nearing completion, Hong Yun spoke casually, unaware that Hong Jun and Luo Hou were only hitting harder... Welcome to Peach Blossom Hermitage. Number: **
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