At this point, Han Qianling smiled slightly and warned softly: "Miss Feng Xue, this will not happen again."

“…”

"Miss, you are Jiujiang's friend. I won't harm you based on a few gossips, let alone implicate others." Han Qianling turned away with his hands behind his back. "It's dark and cold, and there are many strange beasts in the forest. Miss, please take Miss Feng Ren back to the camp quickly to prevent her from getting into trouble."

“…”

Feng Xue didn't expect that Han Qianling could even see this.

When she pulled Han Qianling aside to talk, she had already prepared herself for the worst, so she secretly made a gesture to Xiao Ren behind her back.

That was a code they used when they were in a dangerous place together. Back then, Xiao Ren was being hunted closely, and Feng Xue would often use her identity to hold others back, giving Xiao Ren a chance to escape. This sign language meant, "You leave first, I'll catch up."

With Xiaoren's speed and sharp eyes, she ran away from the camp as soon as she saw his gesture, and should have walked very far away now.

It was dark and he was not familiar with the road. Feng Xue estimated that he would have to chase for half the night.

She took two steps forward, then turned back angrily and asked, "One last question, Palace Master Han, how old are you this year?"

Han Qianling said cautiously: "According to the human age counting method, Jiujiang and I are the same age."

"I don't want to hear how old you are in years," Feng Xue insisted, "I just want to know how old you are in years."

"..." Han Qianling asked: "Is there any reason?"

"Your hatred has a very unique flavor." Feng Xue said with a dark face, "It's rotten, spoiled, and has been there for ages. It smells like a dead durian."

Han Qianling: "..."

Han Qianling replied indifferently: "Thirteen thousand..."

"That's enough, stop talking." Feng Xue hurriedly stopped him. "I don't want to know about the huge age difference between you. If I knew, the criminal law would be enough to put you in jail for life."

"..." Even with Han Qianling's usual restraint, he couldn't help but explain a little more at this moment: "Although the years of waiting are long, I am just like the human baby in the same palace, lacking even the ability to think. My only two instincts are hatred and memory. Although I remember those vast years, it is just like flipping through someone else's story. You, young lady, have inherited memories as well, so you should understand what I mean."

Feng Xue understood what he meant. She said thoughtfully, "Except for the past fifteen years when you installed a computer host, you have always been just an oversized USB flash drive?" After a pause, Feng Xue thought of Han Qianling's innate hatred and quickly changed the subject, "An oversized USB flash drive with a virus?"

Han Qianling: "..."

Just like Feng Xue wasn't sure whether "the closer you are to the red, the redder you become" was a satire on her, but she just felt it was wrong. Similarly, although Han Qianling didn't understand what "Youpan" was, he intuitively felt that it was not a good thing.

"Miss Feng Ren may be waiting impatiently." Han Qianling said lightly.

Even if he didn't order him to leave, Feng Xuexin didn't want to stay with him any longer after he had made a great mistake. Just as Feng Xue was about to leave, the main tent not far away suddenly made a loud noise, and two large holes appeared in front and back. A black dragon was stretching its head and tail from the two holes.

Feng Xue: “…Wow.”

Han Qianling remained composed. He took a quick look and said calmly, "The guest is drunk. It's nothing serious."

The next moment, the pitiful tent was torn to shreds, and Luo Jiujiang's figure appeared among the shattered tent fragments. The black dragon lowered its head and rumbled a few words to Luo Jiujiang, who then jumped drunkenly onto the black dragon's back and said excitedly, "Let's go pick the moon!"

Han Qianling: "..."

Feng Xue had regained her composure. She consoled him with a hint of sympathy, "Jiujiang is drunk too, it's nothing serious."

Han Qianling: "..."

"We're just picking the moon together. It's not like we're going to spend the whole night together watching the snow, the stars, and the moon, chatting about everything from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life*1. Just relax."

Han Qianling: "..."

"Don't be afraid, Master Han. You are going to become someone who lives in the sea of ​​stars. Aren't they just trying to pick the moon? Why don't you become the moon?"

Han Qianling: "..."

Han Qianling said quietly, "This is a good idea—and you are a good one too."

The author has something to say: *1Quoted from The Little Prince

*2 From Qiong Yao's My Fair Princess

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I had no classes these past two days because of the school sports meet, so I went out to travel. I won't be able to update for the next two or three days_(:3∠)_ I'll write more tonight if I have time. Thanks for the overlord ticket for the next chapter, everyone~