Compared to the last time they met at his doorstep, Qi Yu's cultivation had improved a lot, but his face looked haggard, like an ordinary mortal who had just recovered from a serious illness, and his whole energy and spirit had been drained.

A pair of slightly tired eyes lit up the moment he saw Cheng Ye. He pursed his thin lips and quickly chased after the figure he had been thinking about day and night.

"..." Cheng Ye caught a glimpse of Qi Yu's clothes from the corner of his eye, and grabbed the child's hand, pretending not to see the annoying person, and said to himself, "Xiao Xi, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" After that, without waiting for the child to answer, he directly pulled the child into a restaurant at the entrance of the alley.

Cheng Ye had eaten here before. The ingredients were fresh, the variety was complete, and the dishes were delicious, especially the snacks. They were glutinous and the refreshing sweetness spread across the tongue, leaving a long aftertaste. They were very delicious.

Moreover, the snacks are all made of spiritual plants. Eating them can consolidate the cultivation of monks, and ordinary people can also strengthen their bodies.

As the image of the dessert flashed through his mind, Cheng Ye's mouth began to water. He swallowed, licked his lips with the tip of his red tongue, and lowered his head to ask the child, "Do you like dessert?"

Cheng Xi stared at the white fingers holding his wrist, feeling the cool and gentle temperature of the delicate fingertips. His mind went blank and tinnitus came from his ears. He could no longer hear what he was saying and just stood there in a daze.

"Stupid?" Could this child have been autistic for too long and was frightened by the sight of so many people? Such a fragile mentality? Cheng Ye rolled his eyes inwardly and waved his five fingers in front of Cheng Xi.

"Ah?" Cheng Xi came back to his senses, his face flushed red, and his free hand grabbed the corner of his clothes helplessly and nervously.

Cheng Ye: "It seems you didn't hear what I just said? What are you thinking about? Why are you so distracted at such a young age?"

The hand that was grabbed went numb along with half of his body. A fine layer of sweat broke out on Cheng Xi's palm. He was afraid that Cheng Ye would dislike him and wanted to pull back, but he was held tighter. He raised his face to meet Cheng Ye's puzzled eyes, and panicked even more. He shook his head repeatedly: "No... I didn't think anything, it's just..."

He looked around.

One could tell from the restaurant's layout that the food here was of high price. Cheng Ye saw the helplessness on his face as hesitation and worry.

Cheng Ye slapped him on the back of his head: "What are you thinking about? Can't I even afford to treat you to a meal?"

"Waiter, what's new? Tell us about it?" Cheng Ye came here often, and his face was very recognizable. The waiter shook his towel and immediately came forward, bending over. He handed the menu to the child beside him as Cheng Ye indicated and smiled flatteringly, "It's been a while since I last saw Master Cheng?"

Cheng Ye's face darkened, and he paused holding the chopsticks: "Oh."

Noticing that Cheng Ye was not in a good mood, the waiter realized that he had said something wrong. Thinking about the recent rumors, he also thought that Cheng Ye was in a bad mood because of a breakup. He did not dare to act rashly, and embarrassedly wrote down what they ordered to eat and left immediately.

The food hadn't arrived yet, but Qi Yu arrived first.

"Cheng..." The moment he saw Cheng Ye, Qi Yu's mouth curled up, but Cheng Ye seemed not to see him. He brushed past his shoulder without even looking at him and sat in the seat behind him.

Cheng Ye was playing with the teacup and didn't even glance at Qi Yu.

Qi Yu's eyes darkened, he took a deep breath, and carefully sat down in the seat next to him: "Ye Zi, weren't you in seclusion? You came out so soon?"

If it weren't for Cheng Xi, Cheng Ye would probably have been in seclusion for decades. After all, cultivators count their ages in hundreds.

Cheng Ye glanced at him and said nothing.

Qi Yu's hands were shaking a little as he took out a few white jade bottles from his waist and placed them neatly in a row on the edge of the table. He said flatteringly, "Ye Zi, these are all elixirs I begged from my father. Take a look at which ones are useful. Your injury..." At this point, his eyes flickered slightly and he didn't dare to continue.

Cheng Ye was not angry, she just looked at him indifferently. Just this one look made Qi Yu's heart feel as if it was being grabbed and it ached.

He was not afraid that Cheng Ye would be angry with him, but he was afraid that Cheng Ye would treat him as a complete stranger.

When Qi Yu was about to persuade him again, Cheng Ye sneered.

Qi Yu: "Ye..."

Cheng Ye raised his chin in disdain: "Do you think our Cheng family is short of these bottles of medicine?"

"No, no, no, of course not." Qi Yu shook his head repeatedly, his lips trembling with nervousness. After a while, he said, "I just, I just want to give you the best."

Qi Yu said dejectedly: "Your cultivation——"

Cheng Ye knew what he wanted to say, which was nothing more than his own cultivation level declining. However, this was not an injury, it was specially caused by 666.

The effect is pretty good.

Didn’t you see the guilty look on Qi Shao’s face?

Wrong person?!

Cheng Ye rolled his eyes inwardly. Why are there so many misunderstandings in the world?!

Cheng Ye couldn't believe it. After spending six months together, Qi Yu really hadn't sensed anything was wrong with Feng Yuxuan. Or was Feng Yuxuan's words an imperial decree? Could a few words cover up the truth of everything?

It’s not profound enough!

If Qi Yu had paid more attention and had gotten to the bottom of the matter, would this misunderstanding have been avoided?

Cheng Ye lowered his eyelids, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said slowly: "My cultivation level has nothing to do with Master Qi. No merit, no reward. Cheng Ye cannot afford Master Qi's elixir."

A bitter taste rose up his throat, and Qi Yu felt depressed.

Cheng Ye's cultivation level declined because of himself, but when Cheng Ye was suffering, he accidentally chose the wrong person to repay his gratitude. He also gave all the magic weapons and elixirs that were originally intended to compensate Cheng Ye to the liar under Han Feng Yuxuan's deception.

Now, he has very few resources left, and Ye Zi is deeply prejudiced against him. He really doesn't know what to do to heal the scars in Cheng Ye's heart.

After returning home for a few days, whenever Qi Yu thought of the sorrow in Cheng Ye's eyes when she was aggressive towards him at the birthday party, he would feel as if a knife was cutting into the flesh of his heart bit by bit.

"Master Qi, do you feel sorry for me? My cultivation hasn't recovered in such a long time. Do you want to help me?" Cheng Ye lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Then you don't have to worry about it. I'm injured to the core. Even if there is an elixir, it is impossible to quickly recover to my previous peak state."

"Perhaps, this is how I will live my life. But it's fine this way. After all, I'm a playboy in everyone's eyes. I can live well without practicing, right, Master Qi?"

A cold light flashed in Qi Yu's eyes. Obviously, even if Cheng Ye said so himself, he could not tolerate such a thing happening.

"Why are you glaring at me? I'm telling the truth." Cheng Ye yelled at the waiter, "Why haven't the dishes been served yet? I didn't rely on my cultivation to bully others before. What's the matter?" Cheng Ye looked up and met the frightened eyes of the waiter who had been staring at him but was too timid to come over. He squinted his eyes and said, "Alright, serve the dishes."

The waiter had a bitter face, and despite the huge pressure from Qi Yu's gaze and sword energy, he served the dishes with trembling hands but extremely quickly.

As soon as the last dish touched the table, the waiter turned around and ran away with the tray.

Cheng Ye: “…”

Cheng Ye handed a pair of chopsticks to Cheng Xi, without looking up, but said to Qi Yu: "Your sword intent is too strong. Cheng Xi and I have low cultivation levels. You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Qi Yu panicked instantly. "Crack—" Several cracks appeared on the white jade bottle in his hand: "No, no, no, I'm not, I just..." Qi Yu looked at Cheng Ye with a hurt face, whispered with his lips trembling, "I don't want you to say that about me."

Cheng Ye still didn't look at him, and served food to Cheng Xi with an indifferent expression: "Why, I haven't discovered that Master Qi has a bad habit of whitewashing the truth. Some things don't disappear just because you don't say them." Just like if you avoid talking about the incident of mistaking someone for someone else, can you erase everyone's memory of you and Feng Yuxuan showing affection for half a year?

Qi Yu was like an eggplant hit by frost, completely wilted.

Because the medicine bottle took up too much space, Cheng Ye bumped into it more than once when picking up food, but he had no intention of putting it away. Qi Yu's heart sank even more. He put it all away in a huff, not knowing what to do. He just watched Cheng Ye pick up food for Cheng Xi.

Cheng Xi's dark eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, and Cheng Ye slapped her forehead with his palm: "What are you looking at? Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat quickly?"

"But don't eat too much. Stagnant spiritual energy will damage your meridians." Cheng Ye touched Cheng Xi's head and flicked his fingertips over a tiny scar at the corner of his eye. Feeling the trembling of his fingertips, he said with a little surprise, "The scar is almost gone, why are you still in pain?" This kid is not trying to scam me, is he?

Cheng Xi shrank his head and quickly dodged, the tips of his ears turned red.

Feeling the sudden rise in temperature in his palm, Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Okay, our Xiaoxi is a big boy now, you can't pat his head anymore."

Qi Yu felt a little strange watching this, especially when comparing Cheng Ye's attitude towards him and this child, which was so different, his nose was almost filled with sourness.

But he knew he deserved it.

I heard that it was this child who saved Cheng Ye who was covered in bruises.

Qi Yu looked at the child with a little more gratitude, as if he had saved himself.

only--

There was a hint of almost undetectable danger hidden deep in a pair of dark eyes. Qi Yu subconsciously activated the defense mechanism, and traces of sword intent permeated outward.

He didn't know why he felt a dangerous aura from a child with such low cultivation, nor did he know why the child was so hostile towards him. He just thought that the child was influenced by Cheng Ye and didn't like him very much.

"!" Cheng Ye grabbed Cheng Xi's arm and protected her behind him, staring at Qi Yu with wide eyes, "What do you mean? If you're unhappy with me, just come at me. Why are you losing your temper at a child?"

"No, I didn't." Seeing him being so protective of his son, Qi Yu felt sad and wanted to explain quickly, but was interrupted by Cheng Ye without mercy. "No, it's nothing. It's you who caused my cultivation to decline? It's you who damaged my reputation and tied me to that completely insignificant Feng Yuxuan? Or it's you who released sword energy at us now? Master Qi, if you have too much free time, why don't you go practice swordplay instead of wasting time here with someone like me who doesn't seek to make progress?"

Cheng Ye sputtered a lot, but even so, he still felt unsatisfied and laughed, "Even if you want to kill time, please do it where I can't see you. I'm unlucky every time I run into you. If you really feel guilty about my declining cultivation, then I beg you, please stay away from me!"

Qi Yu looked at Cheng Ye in shock, as if he didn't expect Cheng Ye to suddenly attack.

Cheng Ye was also stunned. According to the previously numbered script, he should give Qi Yu some face. After all, the other party was also a young master who grew up surrounded by people. If he was forced too hard and refused to play with him, the show would not go on.

but--

Cheng Ye squinted his eyes and looked at Cheng Xi who was protected behind him...

Forget it, if he doesn't want to play anymore, then forget it. He has plenty of tricks anyway. If Feng Yuxuan can seduce someone, there's no reason why he can't get her.

Of course, you should protect the person you want to protect from head to toe.

Seeing that Cheng Ye's face had indeed turned cold, Qi Yu's heart also became dead. He knew that staying here would only make Cheng Ye even angrier, so he had to hesitate and half-sit. He wanted to stand up but was reluctant to leave, staring at Cheng Ye with a pair of affectionate eyes.

It seemed that as long as Cheng Ye showed any intention of wanting him to stay, even a little bit, he would shamelessly continue to sit there.

But Cheng Ye didn't even look at him, and was concentrating on taking care of Cheng Xi while she ate, as if the food on the table was not ordinary food, but a rare delicacy that was rarely seen in thousands of years.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged, but Qi Yu dared not reveal any sword intent. One reason was that he was really afraid of hurting Cheng Ye, and the other was that he was afraid that he would misunderstand and deepen his anger.

Qi Yu hunched over and slowly stood up. He never waited for Cheng Ye to stop him, so he had to leave, looking back every few steps.

When his figure completely disappeared at the door of the inn, Cheng Ye looked up, rolled his eyes deeply and sighed.

Cheng Xi was picking up a piece of tofu when she heard a sigh and lost control of her strength, causing the tofu to break into pieces.

Cheng Ye laughed out loud upon seeing this, took a spoon and scooped a few pieces of tender white jade-like tofu onto his rice, and jokingly said, "You still want to learn swordsmanship, but you can't even control this little bit of strength."

Cheng Xi said with a straight face: "I will be very good."

Seeing his serious look, Cheng Ye couldn't help laughing, but felt that she had hurt the child's self-esteem, so she quickly added: "Yes, I will."

Cheng Xi: "...I will be more powerful than Qi Yu."

Cheng Ye nodded solemnly: "Well, I will definitely see that day."

Cheng Xi: “…” I’m serious.

It was obvious that Cheng Ye didn't care about his cultivation at all. After all, even if he was just an ordinary person, the Cheng family would still support Cheng Xi, so he took a bite of the food and changed the subject: "You don't like Qi Yu?"

Cheng Xi suddenly raised his face.

Cheng Ye smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? If you don't like it, then you don't like it. Why is it that he is a panacea or a secret manual of martial arts? Does everyone have to like him? I just want to ask."

Qi Yu felt it, and Cheng Ye, who was right next to Cheng Xi, naturally couldn't be unaware of it, especially since Cheng Xi didn't hide her dislike for Qi Yu at all.

Cheng Xi lowered his head, almost burying his face in his bowl. After a while, he said softly, "I don't like anyone who is close to the Feng family."

Thinking of the torture the child had endured before, and thinking of the child still suffering from the fire poison and his cultivation being affected, Cheng Ye's originally subsided emotions towards Feng Yuxuan resurfaced, and his rage suddenly rose. He patted Cheng Xi's head, his palm sliding down his slightly dull long hair, and held him in his arms: "Don't worry, with me here, no one will dare to bully you in the future." After a pause, he added, "I won't let go of those who hurt you before!"

"What about you? Do you still like Qi Xiu?" The voice was almost inaudible and trembling, as if he was afraid of being abandoned again.

Cheng Ye heard the fear hidden in the child's tone, patted the child on the back and said soothingly: "Of course he is not as important as you."

Although Qi Yu's crime did not deserve the death penalty, he was still to blame. Cheng Ye was thinking about what to do to offset the grudge between the original owner and the child, and he was silent for a while.

To the child, it sounded like Cheng Ye hadn't denied his love for Qi Yu. His originally vacillating gaze gradually became strange, even taking on a hint of destruction. A strange light flashed across his dark eyes, but Cheng Ye was so absorbed in his own emotions that he didn't notice the change in the child's aura at all.

Of course Qi Yu didn't leave. It had been such a long time since he saw Cheng Ye, so he was reluctant to leave just like that, so he kept wandering around the restaurant.

During this wandering, he couldn't help wanting to see Cheng Ye, so Qi Yu, who had disappeared for less than a moment, appeared at the door of the restaurant again, and even walked in cautiously, but he didn't sit next to Cheng Ye, but sat down at a table near Cheng Ye.

He ordered a pot of wine and drank it by himself, his eyes never leaving Cheng Ye's face and body from beginning to end.

"Hey, isn't that Young Master Qi, and--" The playboy narrowed his eyes, "and that Young Master Cheng, why are they together? I know, it must be Young Master Qi who wants to help you!" The playboy originally wanted to take Feng Yuxuan to taste the local specialties, but he didn't expect that they would meet again.

Feng Yuxuan wanted to leave the moment he saw Cheng Ye, but he glanced at the dandy beside him and felt that he would be suspected if he suddenly avoided him now. So he walked in with half of his face covered and sat in a corner where neither Cheng Ye nor Qi Yu could see him.

He wanted to keep a low profile, but the playboy still couldn't forget Cheng Ye's previous sarcasm, so of course he wanted to take advantage of the fact that Master Qi was there and take advantage of his power.

Before Feng Yuxuan could pull him to sit down, the playboy had already walked towards Qi Yu.

"!" Feng Yuxuan quickly grabbed his sleeve and started pulling him in public, "What are you going to do?"

The playboy blinked and looked at Feng Yuxuan, and said as a matter of course: "Of course I should go and say hello to Master Qi." By the way, he mentioned that Yuxuan had been bullied just now. After all, a kind person like Yuxuan would definitely not do such a thing to complain, but he couldn't just watch Yuxuan suffer injustice, so he had to do it for him.

Feng Yuxuan could see the calculation in his eyes. His forehead was covered with sweat. He spoke as quietly as possible, trying to reduce his presence. "He must be very busy now. Let's not disturb him."

"How could it be? Young Master Qi is also alone." The playboy felt puzzled. Aren't they very loving? Why didn't he greet each other immediately after finally meeting each other, but instead avoided each other.

Then he suddenly realized, "Ah, are you afraid that Master Qi will misunderstand you and me?" He patted Feng Yuxuan's shoulder, "Don't worry, I know I'm no match for Master Qi, so how could I..." A faint blush appeared on the dandy's face, and he lowered his head slightly, "Master Qi will definitely not misunderstand."

After saying this, he seemed a little ashamed and strode towards Qi Yu.

"Young Master Qi?" Originally, the playboy had no right to greet Qi Yu, but things were different now. He and Qi Yu's Taoist partner not only knew each other, but were also familiar with each other, so naturally he had privileges.

Qi Yu mustered up the courage to talk to Cheng Ye again, but was interrupted just as he started to speak. Looking at the completely unfamiliar face in front of him, he suddenly felt impatient.

"What's the matter?" Qi Yu asked.

"Young Master Cheng is here too?" The playboy pretended to be surprised and faced Cheng Ye, but his words were obviously directed to Qi Yu. "Today is such a coincidence! I've already run into Young Master Cheng several times in such a short time."

Cheng Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him, but Qi Yu felt a little strange when he heard his sarcastic words.

"Young Master Cheng, Master Qi and Master Feng are extremely loving. One day, you will find someone you like and who likes you back." The playboy didn't dare to say bad things about Cheng Ye directly, but tried different ways to make Qi Yu understand his hidden meaning.

Cheng Ye glanced at him calmly and said casually, "Really? Well, thank you for your kind words. Thank you in advance."

Qi Yu's face darkened, and the pent-up anger instantly flared up. His sharp eyes pierced the dandy like swords, and he warned in a cold voice, "What do you want to say?"

The rumors did not say that Young Master Qi was so moody. The playboy was frightened and his thigh muscles were trembling. He subconsciously looked at Young Master Qi's "fiancé" Feng Yuxuan for help.

Feng Yuxuan, who was about to slip away quietly, suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention. He felt that the eyes of several diners around him had shifted to his face. He looked embarrassed and was forced to slowly move over to greet Qi Yu. Of course, he did not forget Cheng Ye: "Ah, Ah Xiu, hello, Young Master Cheng."

"I'm not worthy of being your young master!" Cheng Ye sneered, and noticed from the side that Cheng Xi's face was a little pale. Thinking of what he had just said about the child hating the Feng family, he felt that Qi Yu was indeed his jinx, and nothing good happened every time he met him.

He stood up as if no one was around, despite everyone's eager gazes. "Waiter, check out."

You can make fun of Feng Yuxuan at any time, but you can never ignore the child's mental health, otherwise it will leave a shadow on his childhood.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Ye was still so disrespectful in front of Qi Yu, especially since everyone had rumored that Cheng Ye liked Feng Yuxuan, but he had not shown it at all during their meetings, and even bullied Yuxuan everywhere. When he thought about the person he wanted to protect so much being treated so coldly, the dandy's face suddenly looked a little bad.

Feng Yuxuan, on the other hand, knew that his presence here was a mistake, so he didn't dare to say much. He just stood there quietly, hands and feet tied, praying that Cheng Ye would leave quickly and not cause any trouble, otherwise -

I'm really finished.

Seeing his aggrieved look, the playboy felt even more distressed. He even forgot the pressure Qi Yu had brought to him. He took a step forward and said indignantly, "Master Qi, it seems that the rumors are not credible. Someone bullied your Taoist partner, and you remained indifferent..."

"Who said he is my Taoist partner?" This sentence hit Qi Yu's sore spot. He glanced at Cheng Ye who was about to leave, and hurriedly distanced himself from him!

Qi Yu was full of sword energy and had a cold face, just like a living devil who walked out of hell, especially the dark circles under his eyes. Not to mention the playboy, even Cheng Ye felt that his defense mechanism was automatically activated, and the muscles all over his body began to tense up. The waiter's legs were so weak in front of the counter that he didn't dare to come over to collect the money. He just wanted them to leave quickly.

"You said it yourself! I confirmed it several times." Watching them fighting each other, Cheng Ye suddenly didn't want to leave. He even offered to help, as if he was enjoying the show.

"I..." Qi Yu was immediately choked. Looking at Cheng Ye's humble smile, he said, "I was deceived by him. Oh, and he also cheated my Qi family of a lot of magic weapons and resources. One day, I will take them all back."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the restaurant was shocked, and their eyes fell on a few people secretly, as if they could know the details by just looking at them a few more times.

Feng Yuxuan's face immediately turned red, and he wished he could disappear from everyone's sight immediately.

The dandy was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He stumbled and said, "How, how is it possible? Master Feng is not, not that kind of person." He turned to Feng Yuxuan, tugged at his sleeve and said anxiously, "Master Feng, please explain to Master Qi quickly. Is there any misunderstanding between you two? Talk about it, and everything will be fine if you talk it out."

Qi Yu's face was full of disgust: "Of course he is not in front of you, after all, you are not worth using."

The playboy's face flushed red, he didn't expect Qi Yu to speak so directly. His eyes changed slightly when he looked at Feng Yuxuan, but when he met the other party's pitiful and aggrieved look, he felt a little soft-hearted. Due to Qi Yu's tough attitude, he didn't dare to speak out again.

Qi Yu scanned the surrounding crowd for strange looks, then raised his voice to defend Cheng Ye, saying, "When I was poisoned and unconscious, it was Young Master Cheng who risked his life to save me. But Feng Yuxuan used me as a substitute, claiming to be my savior and using my family background and resources to gain entry to the Weapon Refining Pavilion. I, Qi Yu, will not rest until this vengeance is avenged!"

"Oh, now you have cleared yourself of everything. Why don't you just say that you are confused and easily deceived!" Now that it has been said, Cheng Ye doesn't mind making it a little more confusing.

"Yes, I was confused and I didn't know people well." Seeing that he finally spoke to him, Qi Yu hurriedly admitted his mistake and even smiled at Cheng Ye in a flattering way. However, when he raised his face, he met the other party's half-smile and his eyes were slightly stunned.

Cheng Ye's eyes flickered as he snorted softly, "Master Qi, please don't be so harsh. Who knows, someone might suddenly show up in a couple of days and claim to be your savior. Then, wouldn't I be reduced to the point where you'd threaten me too?"

Qi Yu opened his mouth, with a sullen look on his face, but didn't utter a word.

Cheng Ye didn't look at him: "Waiter, are you forcing me to dine for free? Why don't you come over to pay the bill?"

Qi Yu looked at Cheng Ye's expression and rushed ahead of him: "I'll do it, I'll treat you!"

Cheng Ye rolled his eyes in disdain. "He pretended to be my savior, a rare treasure, and even got into the Equipment Refining Pavilion through the back door, but I was just given a meal." He glanced at Feng Yuxuan and Qi Yu, who were eager to find a hole to crawl into, and sighed, "It seems you two are still truly in love!"

Qi Yu: “!”

Cheng Ye didn't fight with him, she stood up and walked away. When she passed Feng Yuxuan, she bit her lip and tilted her head to look at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "You really have a simple and honest face that can deceive people."

Although Feng Yuxuan is not stunningly beautiful, she is handsome and charming, especially in a white dress, which makes her worthy of the word "elegant and elegant". She is definitely not "honest" at all.

But when Cheng Ye stood next to him, the gap between her and the girl next door was instantly highlighted, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was ugly.

Feng Yuxuan, who always prided himself on his good looks, suddenly lost his composure, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was about to cry.

"Oh!" Cheng Ye gave him an ambiguous look. "But the love or hatred between you and Qi Yu has nothing to do with me, but you owe me, so live well until I get it back in full."

Feng Yuxuan's face changed drastically. He didn't have time to get angry with him. He subconsciously staggered back two steps to avoid Cheng Ye's creepy gaze. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he looked at Cheng Ye pleadingly: "Young Master Cheng, I know you are of noble status, but you can't..."

"What do you owe me? What does it have to do with my identity?" Cheng Ye interrupted him coldly, "Oh, I can't do anything. You did something wrong and you think you can stand on the moral high ground and prevent me from taking revenge?"

Cheng Ye stared at him for a long time with a sneer, until Feng Yuxuan's back was covered in hair. Then he slowly said, "Don't think that you can sit back and relax just because you entered the Weapon Refining Pavilion. Qi Yu can't touch you because his family still needs to rely on the Weapon Refining Pavilion, and I-"

"Weapon Refining Pavilion needs to rely on me!"

Everyone was shocked, but deep down not many people believed what he said was true.

Cheng Ye smiled, a cold look on his face: "Hurry up and climb up. Crushing you now is like stepping on an ant. It's too easy and too boring!"

Feng Yuxuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the fear in his eyes almost condensed into substance and showed through.

After Cheng Ye finished speaking, he dragged Cheng Xi out of the restaurant, ignoring the complicated looks from the people behind him.

"Impossible, impossible, he's just bragging!" Feng Yuxuan murmured in panic, "He's just a young master from an aristocratic family, how could he possibly defeat the Weapon Refining Pavilion! Absolutely impossible!"

But that arrogant look just now made Feng Yuxuan feel cold all over, as if a ghost was lying behind him and blowing cold air under his earlobes. Feng Yuxuan stared blankly at the direction where Cheng Ye left, shivering and shaking his head uncontrollably.

The dandy standing aside was so frightened that he thought he was having a seizure. He moved closer and vaguely heard Feng Yuxuan repeating the word "impossible" in a low voice. He originally wanted to win the favor of the person he liked and take this opportunity to comfort Master Feng, but a sudden chill rose from his back. He turned around to meet Qi Yu's sinister and vicious gaze, shivered, his knees weakened, and he almost fell to the ground. He stumbled out of the restaurant before it was completely dark in front of his eyes.

Compared to beauty, life is more important.

"Don't follow me." Since leaving the restaurant, Qi Yu has been following Cheng Ye slowly and leisurely, not daring to approach and talk to him, but his presence is so strong that passers-by look over at him.

Cheng Ye quickened his pace and walked to the entrance of a small alley. He said unhappily, "Are you here to ask me for money for dinner?"

He took out a Qiankun bag from his pocket and threw it directly at Qi Yu: "This is enough."

The light green Qiankun bag was embroidered with verdant bamboo, which was refreshing and refined. Qi Yu hurriedly took it and said, "No, I don't have it."

Cheng Xi snatched the Qiankun bag from Qi Yu's hand, but his cultivation was too low. Even if Qi Yu was not on guard, he still couldn't snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

Cheng Ye was also stunned for a moment, and looked at Cheng Xi's hand, which was holding the Qiankun bag so tightly that the knuckles were slightly turning pale, with a determined and solemn expression on his face, as if he must get it back... If this was not his, he would have thought that it contained some rare treasures.

Although he didn't know why, Cheng Ye chose to support Cheng Xi's behavior without any reason and reached out to take it.

Seeing the white hand flash before his eyes, Qi Yu loosened his grip. Even though he was reluctant, the Qiankun bag returned to Cheng Ye's hand.

Cheng Ye didn't pretend and gave it to Cheng Xi directly: "You like this? Why didn't you say so earlier? I can just make one for you next time, why bother?"

Cheng Xi pursed his lips and said nothing. It wasn't a matter of like or dislike. He just didn't want anything belonging to Cheng Ye to fall into Qi Yu's hands - anything!

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Cheng Ye stopped asking. The moment he looked up, the gentle expression on his face immediately turned into impatience: "Haven't you always wanted to make it up to me? This meal is enough. Whether it's an apology or gratitude, just offset it. Don't come to me again in the future."

After saying that, Cheng Ye saw that he looked hurt, rolled his eyes in his heart, and continued to poke the sword: "It's very annoying, don't you know?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Qi Yu's heart was instantly struck, and a thousand complicated emotions surged in his heart. He licked his pale lips and argued in a low voice: "It's not an apology, nor is it a thank you, Cheng Ye, I really like you."

"Your preferences are really changeable. You liked Feng Yuxuan before, and now you like him. Are you going to like someone else tomorrow?" Before Cheng Ye could laugh, Cheng Xi suddenly said something, and the rest of them were stunned.

Cheng Ye frowned, not quite understanding why Cheng Xi's hostility towards Qi Yu was even greater than that towards Feng Yuxuan. Could it be because he had regarded Qi Yu, who was also a sword cultivator, as a competitor since childhood?

This is a bit too early. Cheng Ye was a little amused and helpless. He wanted to fly before he could even walk.

But in front of outsiders, he certainly couldn't lose face for his family.

Cheng Ye didn't say anything, but he stood beside Cheng Xi with an indifferent look on his face, which showed that he agreed with what Cheng Xi said.

"No." Qi Yu was a little panicked. He subconsciously raised his sword, but thinking of Cheng Ye's protection when his sword pierced the child just now, he felt envious and sad for a moment. He said hesitantly, "That's not the case, Ye Zi, can we have a good talk?"

Cheng Ye rolled his eyes, took Cheng Xi's hand and walked forward. Qi Yu followed him subconsciously, but Cheng Ye suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Qi Yu straight.

The two men suddenly faced each other, less than a fist's distance apart.

Qi Yu's face turned slightly red, and Cheng Ye tilted his head slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips. He leaned forward, and his lips almost brushed the tip of Qi Yu's ear.

Cheng Xi tightened his grip on Cheng Ye's hand slightly, and arched his body slightly, like a little leopard ready to jump up at any time.

Cheng Ye lowered his voice but said fiercely: "Qi Yu, you and I are just the relationship of sleeping together. What you like is not me, nor Feng Yuxuan. It is just the fantasy that was conceived in the cave with your kung fu. This fantasy can be Feng Yuxuan, it can be me, it can be anyone. This is why you like Feng Yuxuan and why you can like me, do you understand!"

After he finished speaking, a white tooth mark was bitten on his red lower lip. He glanced at Qi Yu with a sneer and pulled Cheng Xi: "Let's go!"

This time Qi Yu did not follow.

After jogging for several steps, she was able to barely keep up with Cheng Ye's long legs. Cheng Xi took the initiative to hook Cheng Ye's fingers, turned around to look at Qi Yu who was still standing there, staring at Cheng Ye like a husband-waiting stone, and pursed her lips.

He seemed to still feel the warm breath by his ears, but the goose bumps on his body had not yet disappeared. A basin of cold water was poured over his head, and Qi Yu was drenched to the bone.

No, none of them are right.

He has always liked Cheng Ye. He had noticed that something was wrong with Feng Yuxuan a long time ago, but he was unwilling to believe that he had mistaken his savior, which led to such a big mistake.

But during that half year, he only felt a sense of gratitude towards Feng Yuxuan for saving his life, and did not have any strong sexual feelings towards him. This was also the reason why Feng Yuxuan wanted to have physical intimacy with him overtly and covertly, but he had always refused.

But now - Cheng Ye doesn't believe in himself.

People were coming and going around him, and there was constant noise in his ears, but Qi Yu felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. Monks were not supposed to feel the cold, but now he felt as if he was alone in a cold pond, with the mud under his feet pulling him down, and he even felt a little breathless.

Qi Yu subconsciously grasped the sword, wanting to give himself some warmth, but