Feng Xue: “…”
The handsome Palace Master Shenxue smiled at the two of them, his expression containing just the right amount of apology, one that wouldn't cross the line into intimacy. When he spoke, his voice was as clear as spring water breaking through the ice in spring, carrying a unique charm.
"I was not able to speak just now, and I may have offended you two. Please follow me, and we can sit down and discuss the matter of Liu Shen in detail."
Feng Xue uttered an audible "Huh?" and subconsciously asked, "Isn't it Jiujiang?"
Han Qianling's smile became more sincere: "Yes, it is Jiujiang."
Without waiting for Feng Xue to react, he turned around and said solemnly, "Jiujiang's affairs are far more important than my life, so please don't be offended. If you'll tell me his whereabouts, I'll grant you whatever you ask for."
"I hope you won't blame me for being too blunt, young lady. I'm grateful that you came all the way here to tell me about Jiujiang, but I wonder if you have any proof?" Before Feng Xue could get offended by the distrust in his words, Han Qianling said sadly, "Perhaps I'm being too cautious, but too many people have used information about him to deceive me these days."
After being attacked and countered by him, Feng Xue dazedly obeyed his words. She thought about it seriously and said, "I know you once gave him a song that can only be heard in the turbulent flow of space."
The palm of Han Qianling's hand in his wide sleeve suddenly tightened!
Yet, on the surface, he remained gentle, easygoing, and expressionless, even his tone of voice deliberately slowed down. "Indeed. Did Jiujiang sing this song to you?"
Feng Xue nodded and hummed a few lines of the tune from memory. Then, she said embarrassedly, "You just saw the identity of my body. I also understand some of the alien language... So, I translated the lyrics of this song for Jiujiang."
Upon hearing this news, even Han Qianling, who had great composure, couldn't help but hold his breath.
He had long held great power, and a casual word from him could determine the survival of a force and affect the lives of hundreds of millions of people. But at this moment, he couldn't even ask, "How did Jiujiang respond?" as fluently as before.
I feel homesick, that's all.
Feng Xue was unaware of Han Qianling's subtle changes. She simply narrated the story step by step: "Then Jiujiang said that he likes you, too."
"He praised you a lot to us."
"In the caves of the dead, on those rare occasions when the weather was extremely cold, he would tell us about you."
Han Qianling closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, Feng Xue was surprised to find that the eyes of this handsome boy, which were originally deep and quiet, now seemed to be filled with two limpid moonlights.
Han Qianling smiled at Feng Xue. If his initial smile was just a courtesy and became more sincere after Feng Xue mentioned Luo Jiujiang, then his current smile could be described as sincere: "I haven't asked for your name yet, young lady - what can I do for you?"
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This must be Qianling from Jiujiang. Feng Xue thought with conviction: He's a very good person. My previous impression of him as a jerk must have been an illusion.
After briefly providing him with some news about Jiujiang, the Palace Master Shenxue, who was known for his aloofness, became very enthusiastic and pleasing to the eye ("Even better looking," Xiao Ren said). He agreed without hesitation to all of Feng Xue's requests to "find information about the Broken Water Vein", "search for herbs that could help Xiao Ren recover", and "keep a close eye on the Jinyun Chain Realm and the Taotie Master's movements".
Not only that, when he heard that Luo Jiujiang was planning to go to the Qinglong Realm when he left, he simply invited Feng Xue and Xiao Ren to go to the holy land together.
"I still have four spots on my team," Han Qianling said politely. "Yes, anyone can join. Of those who were just eliminated, no matter which one I ask to join, they will happily agree. But Jiujiang will still be happier to see you."
"It's not just for Jiujiang. There are countless natural treasures in the Holy Land. I think this Feng Ren girl might need something."
"Please don't worry. I will ensure your safety." At this point, the Palace Master of Shenxue, whose face still retained a youthful air, curved his eyes. His eyelashes were jet-black and long, as thick and attractive as crow's feathers. When he smiled like this, his usually clear and cool features became almost alluringly beautiful. "No one in this world knows the Holy Land better than I do."
After getting a nod from Feng Xue, they left via teleportation that same day, almost like a spontaneous trip.
Feng Xue saw with his own eyes how Han Qianling randomly picked two heads as Suzaku envoys, and how he acted first and reported later, and directly sent a visiting letter to the Qinglong Realm in the name of the Suzaku Lord.
"I can imitate the Suzaku seal. It's no problem. Just tell me before you leave, and someone will complete the rest of the process for us."
Feng Xue: “…” This doesn’t seem to be a question of whether you can imitate the Vermillion Bird Seal.
——By the way, why are you so skilled and courageous?
When Feng Xue reminded him that the Xuanwu Messenger was still in the Suzaku Realm and whether this was inappropriate, Han Qianling said "Hmm?", as if he had just remembered Nu Zi, who had been chatting with him happily at noon.
"They are all minor details, not important." Han Qianling said nonchalantly: "The Xuanwu Envoy knows the way to the Qinglong Realm and will not get lost."
"As an envoy, you just abandoned the people and ran away. Wouldn't that Xuanwu envoy be furious again?"
Han Qianling's beautiful smile seemed a little cold at this moment: "That's his business, and he has many options for how to react. But I only have one choice, and that is to go find Jiujiang immediately."
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