Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 106 - 0: These Words Have Quite the Lethal Impact

Chapter 106: Chapter 0106: These Words Have Quite the Lethal Impact

In the courtyard.

Chen Zhiyu had a rather plump figure, his thick fingers gripping a pair of seemingly tiny chopsticks. The low stool beneath him made sitting a bit uncomfortable for his size.

However, his chopstick skills were quick and adept, picking up pieces of braised pork one after another and stuffing them into his mouth. His lips glistened with grease as he ate with gusto.

"I still don’t know your full name, Senior Brother," Lin Fan asked.

Without needing to think much, he already knew who had sent this person. Who else could it be but Yang Gang? Lin Fan had expected a heated exchange of words, but to his surprise, after a simple "just here to eat," the man had sat down to share a meal with him.

Aside from the sounds of chewing, there was no other noise in the air.

"An Inner Sect Disciple of Xuanjian Peak—Chen Zhiyu." As Chen Zhiyu ate more, a radiant gleam began to show in his eyes. The food was undeniably delicious, and as he kept eating, he found himself getting addicted to the taste. "Junior Brother, I didn’t expect your cooking skills to be this good. Truly impressive, truly!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Senior Brother. It’s just a little home cooking, nothing special." Lin Fan dismissed modestly, then asked, "What brings you here, Senior Brother Chen? Is there something you need?"

Hearing this.

Chen Zhiyu froze awkwardly.

Could he really admit that he had initially come here to beat him up because he had annoyed Brother Yang?

But saying that now would be entirely inappropriate.

"Junior Brother, I heard we recently got a new recruit on Xuanjian Peak, so I thought I’d come and check in, build a connection. After all, we’re family now, aren’t we?" Chen Zhiyu laughed, the reasoning starkly different from his original motive.

In his heart, he began to rethink things. At first, it was just Brother Yang’s one-sided story, not necessarily credible in its entirety.

His mother had once told him that anyone capable of making delicious food possessed an admirable character.

Clearly, this Junior Brother was not as bad as Brother Yang described.

"Exactly, everything you’ve said is true, Senior Brother." Lin Fan immediately nodded in agreement, capitalizing on this moment to infiltrate the enemy ranks. To take down Zhen Tian Peak in the future, it was crucial to win over a group of allies. This was all going to serve his plans well.

As Chen Zhiyu ate more, his mood improved. Offhandedly, he asked, "Junior Brother, I heard there was some friction between you and Brother Yang Gang? If it’s not a big deal, just talk it out; there’s no need for things to escalate like this."

"Ah, it’s really my fault too. Brother Yang misunderstood me," Lin Fan sighed with a mix of helplessness and sorrow.

Curious, Chen Zhiyu prompted, "Care to explain?"

Lin Fan then recounted the situation with Xi Xi. He didn’t exaggerate but described the events in a way that sounded perilous, painting it as though he had narrowly escaped death.

"I understand that Brother Yang is just worried about Senior Sister Xi being deceived, but do I look like someone who would lie to her?"

A man’s attitude softens when filled with food.

Chen Zhiyu quickly replied, "Of course not! From the moment I saw you, Junior Brother, I knew you weren’t that kind of person. Clearly, this is all just a misunderstanding."

"But let me remind you of one thing: never mention anything about Brother Yang’s face in the future. That’s a sore spot for him."

"I’ve even thought about it—if Brother Yang ever has to face a Heart Tribulation, he might just fail because of that face."

"But keep this between us. If word gets out, it’ll cause trouble."

Sometimes, this is exactly how secrets get shared.

"Don’t worry, I’m not that kind of person," Lin Fan assured him earnestly. Then he added, "Senior Brother, eat more. My cooking isn’t half bad, right?"

"It’s fantastic,"

Chen Zhiyu nodded as he spoke. His mouth hadn’t stopped moving since he sat down, thoroughly enjoying the flavors. To him, the taste was indeed unparalleled.

Outside,

Yang Gang was growing uneasy. He feared that Junior Brother Chen, being the reckless and heavy-handed type, might cause trouble. That would be a headache for sure.

If something went wrong, Senior Sister Xi would undoubtedly be furious.

And as her Senior Brother, he didn’t want to fall out of her favor—that was unacceptable to him.

But Yang Gang didn’t immediately barge in.

Instead, he decided to wait outside and take a peek. If Junior Brother Chen’s actions weren’t too extreme, he was ready to sit back and spectate.

But in the blink of an eye—

Damn!

Heartless.

Yang Gang’s eyes widened as though he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He even rubbed them, but the sight didn’t change.

The Junior Brother he had sent to teach this brat a lesson was now sitting with him, laughing and chatting like they were old friends. They even seemed to have grown quite close.

What the hell is going on?

He couldn’t make sense of what he was seeing.

Soon, a wave of anger burst out from within him. Unable to hold it in any longer, he flung the door open and roared, "Chen Junior Brother, what do you think you’re doing?"

Chen Zhiyu, who had been chatting happily with Lin Fan, jumped in shock upon seeing the newcomer. Then, remembering what he’d just been saying about his Senior Brother, and considering the current situation, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat guilty.

But come now, everything had just been a misunderstanding.

He pieced together everything said by both parties, and the conclusion was simple: just a misunderstanding.

"Senior Brother, don’t get angry! Hear me out first," Chen Zhiyu stood up in a hurry, trying to calm down his fuming Senior Brother.

Yang Gang felt deeply betrayed and disheartened. His Junior Brother had let him down so badly.

Initially, he’d been worried that Junior Brother Chen might go too far.

But looking at things now—

Forget "too far." Not only had he gone soft, but he’d practically jumped into Lin Fan’s arms, chatting merrily without sparing a thought for how his own Senior Brother might feel.

"What’s left for you to explain?" Yang Gang demanded furiously, then turned his glare toward Lin Fan, "You’re quite the schemer, aren’t you? Another person has fallen into your trap. But mark my words, I, Yang Gang, won’t be fooled by you like the others."

Clearly, the earlier insult—calling him "toad face"—had left a deep wound on Yang Gang.

Despite no grave grievances between them, the insult had been enough to make Yang Gang detest him deeply. It was proof that sometimes, words could cut deeper than blades.

"Brother Yang, it’s a misunderstanding. Why don’t you sit down so we can talk this over slowly?" Lin Fan suggested amicably.

"Who wants to talk to you?" Yang Gang shot back coldly, his displeasure etched into every word.

From the side, Chen Zhiyu tried to mediate, "Senior Brother, just give Junior Brother Lin a chance. These are all misunderstandings. Sit down, let’s sort it out."

Yang Gang shot a look at Chen Zhiyu but said nothing as he reluctantly took a seat.

Though he’d sat down, that didn’t mean he’d forgiven anyone.

Lin Fan headed back into the house, spotting a jar of Ghost Tiger Whip Wine. He figured it was necessary to cool Yang Gang’s temper and poured out a bit before bringing the bottle back with him.

"Brother Yang, have a drink. It’ll help you cool down."

He personally filled a cup for Yang Gang, but Yang Gang, frowning deeply, took it belligerently and drained it in one gulp before standing up.

"Listen here. Since Senior Sister decided to let you join Xuanjian Peak, I can’t do anything about it. But if you think you’re going to harm any of the disciples here, forget it."

"Junior Brother, you’d better watch yourself. Don’t end up betrayed and still thinking you’ve made new friends."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Yang Gang flung his sleeves dramatically and left, leaving nothing but an awkward, fiery atmosphere in his wake.

Lin Fan watched as he stormed off, lifting the wine bottle in his hand. He’d been hoping to get him to down another drink.

Chen Zhiyu and Lin Fan exchanged glances.

"Junior Brother Lin, maybe that one comment about his face really hit Brother Yang where it hurt," Chen Zhiyu remarked.

Lin Fan nodded slowly.

"It’s obvious."

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