Upon hearing Ye Qiu's words, Li Yuechan was startled and hurriedly touched her pants, blushing and coquettishly saying, "Ye Qiu, you...you can't tease me like that, you're being a hooligan."
"Where did I tease you? You really are... uh?"
Ye Qiu was speaking when he suddenly realized what he had said and stared at Li Yuechan in disbelief.
Li Yuechan covered her face and quickly got into the car, keeping her head down and not daring to look up.
After Ye Qiu sat down in the passenger seat, she whispered, "I...I don't know why, but whenever I have physical contact with you, I...I just..."
"Let's drive."
Ye Qiu remained expressionless.
Ye Qiu felt a strange mix of amusement and exasperation, filled with a peculiar and inexplicable feeling.
The return journey was silent, but the temperature inside the car was very high, creating a very strange atmosphere.
It wasn't until they arrived at the Li family home and Ye Qiu was about to get out of the car that Li Yuechan suddenly grabbed Ye Qiu's hand.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qiu asked.
Li Yuechan bit her lip lightly, her bright eyes filled with expectation, and mustered her courage to whisper:
"How about we get back together? Over the years, no one has been able to enter my heart."
I can't forget you. After seeing you again, your every move keeps me on edge.
I've already decided that you're my man, Li Yuechan's man, and I want to give you everything I have.
Ye Qiu remained silent for a good ten seconds before saying, "These are turbulent times; I don't want to talk about love."
Li Yuechan grew impatient: "Then when will you start thinking about it?"
"Let me find the culprit and avenge him first."
Ye Qiu said seriously.
Finding the culprit and avenging his family is what Ye Qiu wants to do most.
With this matter unresolved, Ye Qiu felt as if a knot was tied in his heart, preventing him from having any interest in romance.
Li Yuechan gently approached Ye Qiu, pressed her cheek against his face, and said tenderly, "No matter how long it takes, I can wait for you. Just remember, Yuechan will always be yours."
"I have to go back to my senior sister's place today. After your parents come back, you two should discuss it and move as soon as possible."
Ye Qiu opened the car door and got out, quickly driving away.
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At the same time, an elderly man in his seventies came to Murong Qingcheng's villa and found her.
“Miss Murong, my name is Beitang Su, from the Qianzhou Martial Arts Association. I have long heard of your great name. I have come to pay my respects today, and I hope you will not mind.”
Beitang Su bowed slightly, a smile on his face.
Beitang Inn?
Murong Qingcheng's pupils contracted; she was familiar with this name.
This is a transcendent being ranked fourth on the Great Xia Grandmaster Ranking, at the Grandmaster level.
Although Murong Qingcheng was shocked, she was able to hide it well on her face: "Senior Beitang, please have a seat. Let me pour you a cup of tea."
"I won't have any tea. I'll just say a few words and leave." Beitang Su asked, "Does Miss Murong have a junior brother named Ye Qiu?"
"Is that so?" Murong Qingcheng asked calmly, "My junior brother shouldn't have any dealings with the Martial Arts Association, right?"
"There is no interaction between them, but his recent actions have stirred up a storm in the martial arts world."
Many martial arts practitioners have died at his hands, causing considerable dissatisfaction among many.
More importantly, Ye Qiu has offended the governor. If this matter is not handled properly, it may implicate our martial arts association.
Therefore, I have come to discuss with Miss Murong how to resolve this matter.
Beitang Su spoke in a gentle tone, but his words were extremely sharp.
Murong Qingcheng frowned and said seriously, "My junior brother did not join the Martial Arts Association, and he only killed those who deserved to die. Even if he offended the governor, he should face it himself. What does it have to do with the Martial Arts Association?"
“That is not true,” Beitang Su said. “Ye Qiu is from Qianzhou. Regardless of whether he joins the association or not, once the governor puts pressure on him, the Martial Arts Association will have no choice but to intervene and resolve the matter.”
"Judging from Senior Beitang's words, are you planning to deal with my junior brother?"
Murong Qingcheng's gaze had turned several degrees colder.
"That's not necessarily true," Beitang Su said. "I have a suggestion: if your junior brother is willing to become my disciple and respect me as his master, I can find a way to save his life."
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