The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 314 Wolf Overlord's Good Intentions

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Snowfall Villa.

When Wen Zi'an returned from practicing martial arts with the wooden stakes and the others, he couldn't help but clench his fists when he saw the state of his room.

"Jade! Face!" he gritted his teeth, his fists cracking.

Wolf Overlord, who was rummaging through drawers, glanced back at him and continued what he was doing. "Little Anzi, why do you only have one set of white clothes? There aren't enough for me to change into."

As Lang Batian spoke, he tossed a coarse cotton garment behind his head, making Wen Zi'an's blood boil.

"You're not clean at all! Why do you always wear those white clothes?!"

He patiently picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, cursing himself for being too soft-hearted and picking up such a troublesome person.

How could he have made such a huge mess?

After tidying up his clothes, Wolf Overlord finally found a set of clothes that he was relatively satisfied with.

"This one's nice, I'll wear it first."

He stood up, turned around, and glanced at his own backside.

His clothes were dirty because he hadn't broken his habit of sitting anywhere to poop or pee, making them dirty.

Wen Zi'an glanced at it casually, and what he saw was astounding.

The garment Lang Batian was holding in his arms was the first piece of clothing Jiang Shuqian had made for him. He had worn it once and kept it at the bottom of his trunk, reluctant to wear it again.

He rushed forward, snatched the clothes back from Lang Batian's hands, and held them tightly to his chest. "This won't do! This is mine!" He looked at Lang Batian warily, afraid that he would try to take them away.

"Hmph! Have you forgotten what you said on the day we went up the mountain, that we would share both good times and bad?!"

Wolf Overlord snorted coldly, looking at Wen Zi'an with disdain.

Wen Zi'an suddenly felt a little embarrassed; he had blurted it out in a moment of impulse.

"Anyway, this one won't do, the others are up to you." His tone softened a bit, and he wasn't as wary of Lang Batian anymore, seeing how sad he looked.

Wolf Overlord walked past him nonchalantly, snatched the clothes from his arms, and said, "Give them to me!"

He grabbed it and ran. Wen Zi'an looked at his empty hands and realized he had been tricked.

He hurriedly chased after them, and the two circled around the house before finally catching up outside.

There were many people outside, and Wolf Batian, in high spirits, jumped around teasing Wen Zi'an.

Wen Zi'an tried everything he could to get the clothes, but in the end, he still managed to make Lang Batian suffer some losses.

"You! I was just teasing you! You really went all out!"

"Everyone knows this was made by your wife."

Wolf Overlord covered his bruised and black eye and said pitifully.

He couldn't stand staying at this resort; the food was nowhere near as good as at home, and nothing was convenient.

He was going crazy from spending all his time with a bunch of sweaty, smelly men.

His idea was to take this opportunity to practice everything Wen Zi'an had recently learned, and once he had mastered it, he would quickly slip home!

The onlookers applauded louder and louder, "Zi'an! Those moves were all pretty good!"

Xia Tingfeng patted Wen Zi'an on the shoulder with satisfaction and didn't forget to praise Lang Batian a few times, "Young Brother Jade Face is really good at keeping a low profile!"

"Looking at her, she seems so frail, I never imagined she'd be so skilled!"

He himself had forgotten at that moment. Back when Wolf Tyrant was feigning misery, he had said that all his silver had been robbed by others.

With skills like that, he'd be better off robbing others!

Wolf Overlord loved hearing praise, so upon hearing this, he chuckled and said, "So-so, I only know a little bit."

Wen Zi'an felt a little guilty after learning of his good intentions. He pulled him up from the ground, blushing, and whispered, "I...I'm sorry!"

Based on past experience, he thought Lang Batian would put on airs, but unexpectedly, the man just put his arm around his shoulder like a good buddy.

"It's no big deal. I should thank you, young hero, for picking me up."

The two smiled at each other, and that night, Lang Batian took Wen Zian to a spacious place.

"What I'm about to teach you are life-saving techniques, so you'd better learn them well."

I don't tell this to just anyone.

Wen Zian didn't have high expectations and nodded perfunctorily.

In his view, the guy in front of him was just bored and couldn't sleep at night, so he came to amuse himself.

When Lang Batian pulled out a pair of iron hammers from somewhere, Wen Zi'an was immediately dumbfounded.

To his astonishment, Wolf Overlord had already begun wielding his twin hammers.

It looked somewhat incongruous, but when the twin hammers flashed in the air, Wen Zi'an felt that the Wolf Overlord in front of him was extremely majestic.

He didn't expect that Lang Batian wouldn't boast this time, and he suppressed his excitement and watched attentively from the side.

After Wolf Overlord stopped, he noticed that the guy was still not out of breath or red in the face.

Could it be that the hammers weren't as heavy as they looked? He wondered to himself.

"then!"

Wolf Overlord threw the double hammers directly at Wen Zian, who hurriedly caught them; they were so heavy he almost couldn't hold them.

This thing looks small, how come it's so heavy?! He couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Wolf Overlord looked at him smugly, his face full of pride. "How about that? I didn't bluff you this time!"

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!" Wen Zian's voice trembled slightly as he recalled Lang Batian's dashing appearance just now.

Wolf Overlord gestured towards the twin hammers in his arms, "This one is called Thor's Wrath Hammer, it's for you."

Wen Zi'an's eyes widened suddenly. "Give...to me?"

"Is it for me?" He was a little incredulous.

Wolf Overlord snorted coldly, looking at his dazed and foolish appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

As he helped Wen Zi'an correct his posture while holding the double hammers, he muttered, "Don't pick up random people on the street anymore."

"Luckily, I'm a really good guy, otherwise..."

He didn't say anything more, only telling Wen Zi'an to get ready for him to begin teaching.

After practicing for about an hour, Wen Zi'an lay weakly on the ground, clutching his double hammers and laughing foolishly.

He could feel the power the twin hammers gave him; they were much more handy than broadswords or longswords, as if they had been made just for him.

"Jade Face, how do you have such a wonderful thing? And how do you know kung fu?"

He asked two questions in a row, unable to understand how such a powerful person could be robbed by mountain bandits.

With a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, Wolf Overlord naturally wouldn't answer his question. "Just remember what I taught you, and don't worry about anything else."

"Also, this is our secret."

Wen Zian nodded emphatically, and the two chatted for a while longer before getting up to go back.

For the next period of time, the two of them would come to this side of the hill. Wen Zi'an was extremely comprehension, and even Lang Batian felt that he had underestimated him.

The brothers in the village all knew that Wen Zi'an possessed an extremely precious weapon, but when asked about it, Wen Zi'an only told them, "It was a gift from an old friend when I left home."

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"Jade Face! Look what good stuff I've bought for you!"

Wen Zi'an rushed into the house happily, holding a white brocade robe, which he had asked someone to buy for him when they came down the mountain.

Wolf Batian was usually asleep at this time of day, and Wen Zi'an didn't hear Wolf Batian snoring even when he was almost at the bedside.

He lifted the bed curtains, but there was no one on the bed. Only a letter lay there quietly.