Song Xiwei waited for a long time but Aoqian did not appear, so she had no choice but to send him a telepathic message.

This was the first time she had taken the initiative to communicate with Aoqian telepathically since she put on the black gemstone crown that Aoqian had given her.

"Young Master, where are you?"

"Young Master, I'm at the inn. Where are you? I'm coming to find you."

"Young Master, have you been in trouble?"

After waiting for a long time, I finally received a voice transmission from Aoqian: "I'll... come back."

There are only three words.

"He'll be back soon," Song Xiwei waited all night.

The next day, just as dawn broke, she saw the haggard Aoqian.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Xiwei stepped forward to check on him, but before she could touch Aoqian, he avoided her.

"It's nothing," Aoqian shook his head.

Song Xiwei felt that Aoqian was acting really strange. What on earth did he do last night?

"You're hiding something from me, Shaojun. Didn't we agree to be each other's most trusted partners? You can't be doing things behind my back!" Song Xi frowned slightly, looking displeased.

She secretly wondered to herself, "Could this guy be lying in ambush on Ze Lin?"

But does he know where Ze Lin's true form is?

Aoqian looked preoccupied, as if he hadn't heard what she was asking, and his gaze towards her was very strange.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you recognize me?" Song Xiwei reached out and pinched Aoqian's cheek.

Why is his face so cold? Is he injured?

Song Xiwei hurriedly tried to take Aoqian's pulse, but Aoqian grabbed her wrist instead.

"Song Xiwei, I have something to ask you." Aoqian's expression was very serious.

Song Xiwei felt awkward being stared at; it seemed like it had been a long time since Aoqian had spoken to her so seriously.

"Okay, go ahead and ask," she replied, her tone serious.

"How do you and your...master get along?" Aoqian hesitated for a moment, but he still forced himself to ask.

Fearing he might be too abrupt, he thought long and hard before speaking in a more tactful way.

His eyes were fixed on Song Xiwei.

When Song Xiwei heard that Aoqian had actually asked about her grandmaster, her face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Young Master, why did you suddenly ask about my grandmaster? Hehe, are you itching to join my sect? I knew you'd be tempted one day!" Song Xiwei's mood suddenly relaxed, and her expression became playful.

Aoqian's face was tense, and his eyes were fixed on Song Xiwei, as if he was afraid of missing something.

"You, your grandmaster, he..." Aoqian couldn't bring himself to say the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Looking at Song Xiwei's relaxed and cheerful expression, how could he bring it up?

"My grandmaster was so good to me! He was never strict with me, very patient, and would even accompany me down to the mortal realm to listen to operas and eat delicious food..." Song Xiwei talked on and on about the things she and Kongxi had done together.

Aoqian's expression grew increasingly grim and somber.

He interrupted her coldly, saying, "So, many of the things you did for me before were actually things you did with him!"

Aoqian's tone was sharp, dangerous, and cold.

Song Xiwei was caught off guard by his questioning tone and didn't quite react.

"Did you take the wrong medicine? Talk to me properly, why are you so angry! What did I do to offend you..." Song Xiwei didn't sleep well last night because Aoqian didn't come home all night, and she was afraid something had happened to him.

When this person came back, he acted very strangely.

For some reason, Song Xiwei felt a little wronged, and her eyes welled up with tears, as if she was about to cry at any moment.

Aoqian suddenly panicked, and unconsciously loosened his grip on Song Xiwei's wrist a little.