His voice was both sweet and husky, with a hint of a scumbag harassing a young girl.

Yao Cen's ears turned even redder, as if they were about to bleed, and her whole body was steaming, yet she kept repeating the words that had just slipped out: "Let, let go..."

"Let go?" Ling Zhou asked with a smile, "Are you really going to let go?"

"But Ah Cen, you seem... a little unsteady on your feet~"

These words made Yao Cen's knuckles curl slightly and his teeth clench together.

In the Nine Heavens, he was always a gentleman of noble character and integrity. How could he be trapped and teased like this by this brat in a small plane?

A strange sense of embarrassment welled up in her heart. Yao Cen didn't know where the strength came from, but she pushed the man opposite her several steps away and took a step back herself.

But she accidentally stepped on some gravel, slipped, and was about to grab the rocks on the side when Ling Zhou grabbed her waist again, lowered his head, and sealed her lips with his.

This time, not only her ears but also her curled-up knuckles turned red, and Yao Cen was so anxious that she almost cried.

On one hand, he was having difficulty breathing from the kiss, and on the other hand, countless complex emotions surged within him, leaving him feeling overwhelmed.

"Waaah..."

After an unknown amount of time, a sob escaped from her throat, and a tear fell onto her lips. Only then did Lingzhou slowly stop.

She released his lips and kissed away his tears little by little: "Senior Brother, don't cry. Listen to me, when did you meet our Master?"

Yao Cen remained silent, standing there blankly, like a puppet being manipulated by the other party, showing no sign of life.

"Seven hundred and thirty years ago, I think?"

He didn't speak, so Ling Zhou continued to mutter to himself: "I checked the information in the Heavenly Realm. At that time, when Master was first conferred a title and first ascended to the Lingyan Pavilion, all the gods were chasing after him. You were his first disciple. You admired him, longed for him, and wanted to become like him."

"Your gaze fell upon him then, and you made him your life's goal. Over time, you gradually mistook this feeling for liking someone, and the longer you followed him, the deeper your obsession became, and the harder it was for you to extricate yourself!"

Whether or not the other person had truly hit the nail on the head, Yao Cen angrily said, "Stop talking."

But Ling Zhou clearly had no intention of stopping; instead, he raised his voice: "But this is an obsession, an obsession with an idol. An obsession is not liking!"

"If you truly have feelings for Master, then tell me, all these years, have you ever thought of trapping him in your arms and kissing him passionately?"

"Shut up! This is disrespectful to your master!" Yao Cen subconsciously became angry.

A celestial being like our master should be enshrined on a sacred altar; no one is worthy to touch him, no one is worthy of such treatment…

"Then let me tell you, A-Yuan has thought about it!" Ling Zhou shouted, "A-Yuan has been dreaming about him for over six hundred years!"

"I've longed for you just as much, for over six hundred years. Can you tell the difference? Can you tell the difference, my senior brother?" Ling Zhou was somewhat agitated: "That's the difference between liking... and respecting!"

"No, it's not like that." Yao Cen couldn't accept it for a moment: "Let me go, you..."

Before he could finish another sentence, Yao Cen was picked up by Ling Zhou and thrown back into the barrier.

“Fine, if you don’t want to see me, I won’t show up. But…” Ling Zhou sighed and continued, “It’s okay to be angry with me. Your injuries haven’t healed yet. Don’t play around with your health. I’ll go back and make you some medicine.”

After saying this, he led his men back to the Heavenly Court.

Little did they know, Si Jin had witnessed this scene through Xiao Yao's system. With a strawberry lollipop in her mouth, she asked in a somewhat wicked tone: "Tell me, how did A Yuan lust after me in his dreams before?"

Xiao Yao: [()]

So, even your eldest disciple is being bullied, and this is what you're concerned about?