When Wu Yue returned to the hall, she happened to see a fish flapping its wings and landing on the windowsill.
The girl silently clutched her chest. Back then, she had foolishly bowed three times to this guy. Now, it all seemed so stupid. How could he possibly be a cute and lucky koi fish that brings good fortune?
"Hi, Miss Wuyue~"
Flying Fish leaped from the windowsill and landed as—a handsome man. To be fair, Wen Yao wasn't bad-looking, but his lecherous gaze always diminished his charm considerably.
One doesn't hit a smiling face, so Wu Yue walked over and responded indifferently, casually asking, "What brings you here?"
Wenyao rubbed her hands together. "My master said on the phone that he would give me a girlfriend."
Wu Yue: "..."
She understood immediately, but couldn't help teasing him. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "Your Master doesn't even have a girlfriend himself, yet he's introducing you to one? Do you think that's reliable?"
"Isn't his girlfriend—"
Wen Yao chuckled, and although he didn't finish his sentence, everyone present understood what he meant.
Noticing the cold gaze from his Master, Wenyao immediately toned down his frivolous demeanor and became more serious: "Master, where is the person you're talking about?"
"there."
The boy pointed, and Wenyao looked in the direction he was pointing.
There's only an easel there, but nobody's there!
"You can have it once you take the easel back," Yan Chiyu said coldly.
Wen Yao blinked, looking puzzled. He then turned his questioning gaze to Wu Yue, tilting his head and deliberately acting cute.
What other girls found cute made Wu Yue's stomach suddenly feel a little uncomfortable.
Meeting the man's intensely inquisitive gaze, Wu Yue thought for a moment and carefully chose her words: "Do as your Master says. When you get home, your girlfriend will come looking for you."
"oh……"
Wenyao seemed to understand, but not quite.
He walked to the easel, waved his hand, and put it away. Then he turned to look at the two people with the strange atmosphere, knowing that he couldn't interfere in this silent war, and quickly made an excuse to slip away.
As soon as he left Yan Chiyu's house, he went straight to the residential area where Bao Xinbao lived.
"You said you were looking for the No. 3 pile last time, did you get the contact information? Did you get in touch with it?" After Wen Yao left, Yan Chiyu broke the silence first.
Wu Yue paused for a few breaths, without replying immediately.
She initially sought out the Number Three Stack Staff to take Yan Chiyu away from this world, but after learning that Yan Chiyu did not belong to this world, she began to feel that the Number Three Stack Staff was unnecessary.
With Yan Chiyu's own abilities, he doesn't need her help.
"you--"
Wu Yue sat down on the single sofa opposite him. "When are you leaving here?"
The girl spoke cryptically, but Yan Chiyu understood perfectly.
He didn't know how to start, so he simply said, "After this is over."
"Lu Shu mentioned some things to me... about the Book God of Mountains and Seas."
Wu Yue quietly watched Yan Chiyu. The young man's expression remained unchanged, and he was not angered by her words. He even raised his eyebrows with interest.
"What did he tell you? If you don't have enough information, I'll give you more."
Wu Yue: ?
I never expected Yan Chiyu to react this way.
She choked for a moment, then said, "Lu Shu said the Book God has no gender, and it's unknown whether he's male or female. Only the four divine beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, including the Azure Dragon, have the opportunity to see the Book God. He also said the Book God has a little pageboy who has signed a soul contract with him. That's it. Actually, he contacted me hoping I could help him find the Book God of the Classic of Mountains and Seas..."
"Yes, I have a knack for finding people. As long as the information is clear, or there are personal belongings or other identifying items, it will do. As you've heard, Lu Shu doesn't know much; the information is too vague."
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