The Mystic Nine

(Extra Story) 7: Banjie Li

Birth of a son.

Ordinary people said that he was so cruel, he didn't have a bottom line. But who knew that he was also gentle and tender? No matter how ruthless or furious he was, it seemed that he couldn't resist being wrapped around those soft fingers.

"Let's play a game of chess for two or three hours. If you don't find something to do, how do you expect to get through it?" Xie Jiu lit some incense and fanned it. He seemed a little dissatisfied with it, but he didn't want to change it.

"No." Banjie Li said. He glanced at the incense and then slapped it to the ground, smashing the porcelain plate it sat on.

The man behind Xie Jiu stepped forward to attack, but Xie Jiu waved his hand to stop him. After thinking about it, he felt that the atmosphere wasn't very good with his men here. He waved two fingers, and all the men withdrew from the patio.

"You don't want to drink tea either?" Xie Jiu picked up the debris from the ground, glanced at them, and then buried them in a nearby flowerpot. His heart ached a little because the plate had been broken.

"No!" Banjie Li said. "I don't want a damn drink." He glanced at Xie Jiu's expression again and asked, "What, is that plate so precious?"

"It's from the middle of the Ming Dynasty. It's not very expensive, but I really like it."

"My warehouse is full of that kind of stuff. You can just go there and find one another day." Banjie Li spit in contempt, as if he thought Xie Jiu was being a little stingy.

Xie Jiu sighed, "This plate belonged to my mother. When I would cry as a child, she used to hit two of these plates together and sing to me."

"Your mother's relics are also piled up in my warehouse. Take them back as soon as possible!" Banjie Li didn't buy it at all.

Xie Jiu sighed again. His mother really was extravagant. These kinds of relics were piled up in Banjie Li's old house because they got in the way when the room had to be clean. Who would have thought he and Banjie Li would be living in two big houses so close to each other?

If he didn't live nearby, he wouldn't even be here.

"As I said before, Third Master, you can't rush this kind of thing. Instead of being so anxious and hurting your body, you might as well do something else to distract yourself." Xie Jiu reiterated as he finished burying the plate and paid his respects to it.

"I can't beat you at chess, and I can't drink tea. Aren't you afraid I'll throw everything in your face?" Banjie Li asked angrily. As he spoke, he grabbed the blanket and went to get out of the chair.

"What are you doing?" Xie Jiu asked.

"I want to go in and have a look." Banjie Li responded.

Xie Jiu immediately came up to stop him and said, "You're too angry. Didn't Old Ba tell you not to act rashly?"

"If I stay here like a fool, I'll suffocate. And it won't be good for anyone. Moreover, Old Ba, that bastard, is full of nonsense. I don't believe him."

"You don't believe in Old Ba? Do you remember when Fo Ye didn't listen to him? What happened then?" Xie Jiu continued, "This matter is nonnegotiable. If you try to make a move, it will involve too many people. It's not easy for you to live a good life, so think about it clearly."

Banjie Li took a deep breath and thought about it. Then, his eyes showed a fierce light, "Little Jiu, no one's dared talk to me like this before. I don't like it. You'd better stop talking."