Fengyi not only glared angrily at herself, but also at Yanlin, who had easily accepted Ronghang's gift, concluding that her senior brother had also fallen for Ronghang's sweet-coated bullet.
Yan Lin rolled her eyes at her junior brother, who was going crazy several times a day, and cut off the spiritual power of the jade pendant. She then went to help her junior sister unpack the gifts.
Fengyi watched helplessly as the scene before her gradually faded away, and she could no longer see Jiang Yixing's face.
Feng Yi's face twisted with rage; he was going to rush back and kill Yan Lin right now.
Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang squatted down together, with a small hill of gifts in front of them.
Jiang Yixing glanced at Rong Hang discreetly and noticed that his face was indifferent and his lips were slightly pursed.
She felt a little uneasy. Her sect's attitude towards Rong Hang was not good, so it was understandable that Rong Hang was angry.
Jiang Yixing could understand the others in his sect. They weren't as familiar with Rong Hang as he was, and they had heard many rumors that were unfavorable to Rong Hang. Naturally, they would worry that Rong Hang wasn't a good person, so they couldn't be very nice to him.
However, this wronged Rong Hang.
Jiang Yixing moved closer to Rong Hang, and a faint fragrance wafted into Rong Hang's nostrils.
Rong Hang suddenly moved to the right.
? ? ?
Jiang Yixing looked at the half-person gap between herself and Rong Hang, completely bewildered.
Is he really angry?
Well, it seems I'll have to coax her a bit more.
Jiang Yixing patiently moved even closer.
For some reason, Rong Hang shifted his body again.
Jiang Yixing's expression darkened. He sniffed himself hard, but there was nothing strange about it.
He then summoned a mirror and looked at his face; everything seemed normal.
So what exactly happened with Rong Hang? Was he having a tiff with her?
Jiang Yixing stood up abruptly, staring at Rong Hang with hostility.
Rong Hang felt a chill run down his spine. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Yixing staring intently at him with droopy eyelids.
Rong Hang suddenly panicked and stood up abruptly. "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yixing looked at him, who was still half a meter away from her, and asked, "Are you angry?"
Rong Hang looked at Jiang Yixing with suspicion, wondering why she said that. "No."
Jiang Yixing glanced at him, as if trying to see if he was lying, "Then why are you so far away from me?"
Rong Hang paused for a second, a hint of red rising on his pale face. "...They said not to stand too close to your parents when you first meet them."
Rong Chengzhang felt this deeply. He especially remembered the first time he went to see Jin Yuzhen's parents. He couldn't help but squeeze Jin Yuzhen's hand in front of his father-in-law, and his father-in-law's face instantly turned as if he wanted to eat someone.
Even after Rong Chengchang left, he complained to Jin Yuzhen that this person must be a lecherous wolf and an unreliable person.
Rong Chengzhang told Rong Hang about the trouble he had suffered, and instructed him: "Never appear impatient in front of your parents, you must remain calm and composed!"
Jiang Yixing paused for a few seconds after hearing Rong Hang's words before a smile returned to her face.
Her eyes sparkled, as if a thousand stars were hidden within them. "I see."
Jiang Yixing glanced at Rong Hang, surprised that he was so nervous today.
Jiang Yixing: "So you're really not angry?"
Rong Hang: "Why would I be angry?"
Jiang Yixing: "Second Senior Brother's attitude isn't very good."
Rong Hang shook his head. "He's not angry."
He paused, then added, "I know their personalities; it wasn't intentional."
Jiang Yixing's eyes crinkled as she looked at Rong Hang and found him increasingly adorable. Even his long eyelashes, pert nose, and the occasional pursing of his lips exuded a unique charm.
Jiang Yixing's eyes darted around, and taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking over, she suddenly moved closer like a little rabbit.
Rong Hang was startled and before he could react, Jiang Yixing had already moved close to him and planted a kiss on his cheek.
Rong Hang's face flushed red instantly, slowly spreading to her neck. They used to be just as affectionate, but ever since Jiang Yixing got angry and said they weren't allowed to meet, they hadn't seen each other for almost a week. And today, they were on Jiang Yixing's territory, surrounded by her sect members and companions.
This was a feeling he had never experienced before. Rong Hang felt a tingling, numb sensation on his cheek where the kiss had touched him, as if he had been burned by something hot.
Rong Hang blushed, his already handsome face becoming even more radiant, leaving Jiang Yixing speechless.
When Jiang Yixing came to her senses, Yan Lin was standing behind her at some point, staring at her with a rather unpleasant expression.
Yan Lin was filled with disappointment. How could his junior sister be so easily fooled by Rong Hang's looks and offer herself up to him for a good deal?
Yan Lin adopted a bit of the senior brother's aura, grabbed Jiang Yixing by the collar, and dragged her aside, saying, "You tidy up here."
Then he glanced at the smug Rong Hang and said, "Just stay where you are and don't move."
At this moment, Rong Hang felt like he was floating on clouds, all his tension had been thrown to who-knows-where, and in such a good mood, he naturally agreed to whatever Yan Lin said.
Jiang Yixing sat next to Yan Lin, her eyes darting restlessly towards Rong Hang. Rong Hang's ears turned red from her gaze, and Jiang Yixing secretly smiled, like a child who had received a favor, unable to contain her excitement.
Yan Lin watched as the two exchanged glances and flirted even through him, and shook his head inwardly. It seemed that the two of them really had a good relationship.
With the four of them working together, they moved much faster and soon had all the gifts sorted and arranged neatly.
Next, everyone was notified to come and collect their gifts.
It was midday, and most of the disciples of the Miaofa Sect were practicing on their own. The younger disciples were attending classes with their teachers and learning the basics, while the older ones were mostly doing tasks in the small, dense forests around or inside the mountain gate.
Regardless of what they were doing, all the disciples heard a voice generated by spiritual power that traveled very far and resounded throughout the entire Miaofa Sect.
"Those who have registered, please come to Jingshan Residence to collect your gifts. Jiang Yixing has returned from his travels and brought you gifts."
The person in charge of broadcasting was Yan Lin. His voice was old-fashioned and calm, but it caused a huge uproar within the Miaofa Sect.
"What? Did I hear that right? He said someone brought a gift?"
"Jiang Yixing? Senior Sister Jiang? She...she's not..."
"A gift? What gift? Is there one for me?"
"Keep dreaming! What relationship do you have with Senior Sister Jiang? Why would she bring you a gift?!"
Most people were in shock, but some were overjoyed.
"I knew Junior Sister Jiang wouldn't die!"
"Exactly! Who is she? How could she possibly die before me?"
"Great! Senior sister is finally back!! I missed her so much, waaaaah!"
"My God!!! Senior Brother Yan Lin called out my name, brothers, I'm going first!"
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