Xie Linyuan watched as that small figure, with an air of "mutual destruction," climbed out of the window and charged straight at him with murderous intent. His beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.
Even the way he raised his hand exuded a nonchalant elegance, his long, jade-like fingertips casually pointing in the air towards Shen Zhaozhao.
Just as Shen Zhaozhao was charging forward with all her might, she suddenly felt as if she had crashed into a ball of cotton. A gentle yet irresistible force enveloped and lifted her up, and she was suspended in mid-air a few steps away from Xie Linyuan.
No matter how much she gritted her teeth and thrashed about, her limbs seemed to be bound by invisible threads, and she could only frantically flail through the air, unable to even reach a corner of Xie Linyuan's clothes.
"?!"
Shen Zhaozhao could only angrily huff at that outrageously beautiful face: "Explain yourself! Who's been chasing after you?! Stop spouting nonsense! Stop twisting the truth!"
"ill!"
"Neuropathy!"
"What the hell are you?!"
"Give me a break! I'd rather have my eye on a dog than you!"
She got angrier and angrier as she cursed, wishing she could pounce on him and bite him to death. She was sorry, Second Brother, she had actually thought that he was cursing too filthy before, but now she only regretted that she didn't have two more mouths!
Looking at Shen Zhaozhao, who was flailing about in mid-air, her eyes blazing with anger, Xie Linyuan's inexplicable unease, which he himself had not yet delved into, strangely subsided.
Ah, so excited, could it be that he has guessed what's on his mind?
It seems she really has a thing for me... cough, she's got a taste for it and her desires haven't died down.
As soon as the thought crossed Xie Linyuan's mind, he didn't even realize that the corners of his tightly pursed lips had subtly curved upwards: "Saying one thing and meaning another."
Shen Zhaozhao: "?"
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
Shen Zhaozhao: "I'm so angry (f***ing) @#@%￥@%!"
Shen Zhaozhao's insults were incredibly vulgar, a continuous stream of unique and offensive remarks that would never pass censorship.
Xie Linyuan raised his eyebrows, not only not disgusted, but also found it somewhat amusing that Shen Zhaozhao, suspended in mid-air, was like a little sparrow, baring her teeth and claws.
Perhaps it was because she had been floating for too long, or perhaps it was because she had been cursing and her throat was dry, but Shen Zhaozhao's brows furrowed unconsciously. Xie Linyuan glanced at her, and then, with a flick of his finger, the invisible, gentle force that had been restraining Shen Zhaozhao suddenly disappeared.
"Well."
Shen Zhaozhao, who landed smoothly and suddenly, was caught off guard and her cursing stopped abruptly.
When your output is abruptly interrupted, it takes a lot of courage to pick up the momentum again.
But who exactly is Shen Zhaozhao?
If you can't muster the courage, then try a different approach.
After all, rather than relying on words to cause that negligible harm, she believed more in physical salvation. Come forth, her little broken sword!
"You scoundrel, prepare to die!"
But to everyone's surprise, just as Shen Zhaozhao drew her sword, ready to betray her master and ancestors, Xie Linyuan not only did not dodge, but instead slightly raised his chin and let out a soft "hum" from his nose. The sound was not loud, but it clearly entered Shen Zhaozhao's ears.
"You just can't... restrain yourself like that?"
"..."
Shen Zhaozhao's foot, which she had just lifted, froze in mid-air, and even her breathing became lighter.
She was afraid.
She was so scared.
She was terrified that if she moved even half an inch more, this damned thing would conjure up some earth-shattering, tear-jerking melodrama!
He...he...he...he doesn't think that he's going to force himself on him by drawing his sword, does he?
Neuropathy!
This guy is absolutely insane!
On the other side.
Taking advantage of the precious moment when Shen Zhaozhao was stunned by Xie Linyuan's shocking remarks, Wan Qianqiu, who had been trying to make her presence as inconspicuous as possible and was trying to sneak away to the wall with her storage bag, suddenly had a glint in her eyes!
Now!
He didn't dare waste even a trace of spiritual energy, and was about to transform into light and escape with a hand seal—Junior sister, I'm sorry, I really can't handle this crazy senior brother, good luck to you!
However, before his escape light could solidify, a small, cold but unusually firm hand gripped his wrist like an iron clamp.
Wan Qianqiu froze, only to see that Shen Zhaozhao had somehow come back to her senses and was now clinging to him tightly, her little face pale with anger, her lips trembling: "Senior Brother...you actually want to run away by yourself?!"
"Is this even acceptable?!"
"Are you even human?!"
Wan Qianqiu felt a wave of dizziness. He pried open Shen Zhaozhao's fingers one by one with undeniable force: "No, junior sister, listen to what your senior brother said. Look, our sect leader has finally come out of seclusion. As his personal disciple, you should definitely stay and listen to his teachings!"
"This is your opportunity, how could I, your senior brother, disturb you?"
Shen Zhaozhao's eyes were red. She pressed back her fingers, one by one, which Wan Qianqiu had pulled away, clinging tightly to her lifeline. "Senior Brother, you can't leave!"
If you leave, how can she bear the harm caused by this mentally ill person all by herself?!
"No, no, no!"
Shen Zhaozhao spoke slowly and deliberately, gritting her teeth: "Senior Brother, you are also a direct disciple, and think about it, the Sect Leader has just come out of seclusion, he must care most about you, his eldest disciple!"
"During your time away from the sect, have you made any progress in your cultivation? Have you gained any insights? Shouldn't you have taken the initiative to stay and report to the sect leader in detail?!"
Under the cold moonlight of Qixia Garden, the two were locked in a silent yet intense tug-of-war over who would stay behind to face the lunatic.
Beside him, Xie Linyuan, who had been left out in the cold for a while, had his mood, which had brightened slightly because of Shen Zhaozhao fluttering around like a little sparrow with its feathers standing on end, instantly sink back down.
What happened?
Is she trying to provoke him and get his attention by using another man because she realized her strategy of playing hard to get wasn't working?
Oh.
Xie Linyuan scoffed inwardly. Even if she wanted to use such a low-class trick, she should have chosen someone of similar looks. Someone as plain-looking as Wan Qianqiu was not worthy.
Thinking of this, Xie Linyuan's fingers, which were behind his back, curled slightly in obvious displeasure.
Wan Qianqiu, who was struggling to maintain a tug-of-war with Shen Zhaozhao over "who will stay to face the sect leader," suddenly felt an overwhelming force that was completely irresistible slam into her side.
"call out--"
Before he could even utter a complete gasp, he transformed into a rather ungraceful streak of light and vanished instantly beyond the walls of Qixia Garden, leaving only a faint scent of wine in the air as proof that he had once existed.
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
She still held her hands tightly in a clenched fist, but her palms were empty.
Wait... where's her senior brother?!
Where is her big, strong senior brother who could be used to take a bullet for her?!
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