Jing Zhe's good mood didn't last long, because standing next to Qing Qiu was someone who was somewhat familiar to him—Lin Qingshan, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, whom he had met on the road!
He was standing side by side with Qingqiu, his back to Jingzhe, talking to her.
Qingqiu stood there coldly, just like when he first met her, not even bothering to open her mouth.
Like a thief, Jing Zhe sneaked up to them and hid around the corner, listening to their conversation.
"Junior sister, I told you before that I would prove myself to you!"
"..."
"Junior sister, I'm determined to take first place in this martial arts tournament!"
"..."
"Junior sister, you know best how I feel about you. I don't want to run into you in the arena, so please don't participate!"
"..."
Upon hearing the last sentence, Qingqiu finally turned her head to the side.
His expression remained indifferent as he coldly stated, "In this martial arts tournament, I only want to win, not lose. If you wish to defeat me, you'll have to get past the Azure Sky Sword in my hand first!"
While Lin Qingshan was still in a daze, Qingqiu said again, "You have already left Qingyun Sect, so you are no longer my senior brother, and you should no longer call me junior sister."
"Junior sister, don't you have any sentimentality at all? Don't you remember the good things your senior brother did for you?"
"I'll say it again, don't call me junior sister anymore."
Qingqiu's indifference was something Jing Zhe had never experienced before—because when she was with him, although Qingqiu was a bit cold, she still had a variety of emotions and a kind of silly and cute feeling, which was completely different from how she felt now.
After she finished speaking, she turned and left without lingering.
Lin Qingshan was unwilling to give up and was about to reach out to pull her back.
Jing Zhe, with his fiery temper, stopped peeking and instantly jumped out from behind the wall, blocking Lin Qingshan's path.
Lin Qingshan was about to grab Qingqiu's arm, but Qingqiu blocked him, ruining his efforts. He was a little angry, and when he looked up, he realized that it was Jing Zhe, whom he had met once before and who hadn't paid much attention to him back then. His anger flared up even more.
"Who are you?"
"Never mind who I am! She's already made our relationship clear, and you're still calling her 'Junior Sister,' have you no shame?"
Jing Zhe scoffed.
Lin Qingshan was taken aback, then became even angrier.
He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"
"Don't put it so harshly. What do you mean by eavesdropping? I just happened to be passing by!"
"Hehe, what a perfect 'just passing by'!"
Lin Qingshan glanced at him coldly and said, "I won't make things difficult for you because you know Senior Sister Wang. You can leave now! My affairs with my junior sister are none of your business, you outsider!"
As the head of a sect, Lin Qingshan had too many things to consider, so he remained relatively restrained.
"Heh, the fairy's business is my business. I think it's you who should leave!"
After saying this, Jing Zhe looked back and found that Qing Qiu did not refuse. Instead, her face was slightly flushed. When she saw him turn around, she quickly turned her face to the side and avoided his gaze.
"You dare call me Qing Qiuxian—you're asking for death!"
Because Jing Zhe's tall stature blocked his view, Lin Qingshan couldn't see Qingqiu's expression, but the word "fairy maiden" still made him explode on the spot.
After saying that, he opened his folding fan and swung it at Jing Zhe.
It was only then that Jing Zhe realized why Lin Qingshan was carrying a folding fan despite the cold weather. It wasn't just for show; it was his weapon! Because the folding fan was made of iron!
Just as he was about to dodge, his body suddenly swayed and he was pulled behind. Then, Qingqiu stood in front of him.
Lin Qingshan's folding fan could not advance.
"Junior sister! Why are you blocking my way?"
You mustn't hurt him!
"..."
Seeing Jing Zhe's smug expression, Lin Qingshan almost vomited blood.
"Why? Because he calls you a fairy! Those who dared to call you a fairy in the past, which of them had a good ending?"
Hearing this, Qingqiu turned to look at Jingzhe, her eyes full of tenderness, with a hint of pride and smugness, as if to say to him: Listen to this, who else dares to do this but you?
Turning back, she said calmly, "I don't want to be called a fairy by others."
Lin Qingshan nodded frantically, but before he could speak, Qingqiu continued, "But if he calls, I'm willing."
"..."
Lin Qingshan froze on the spot.
He looked at Qingqiu, then at Jingzhe, and instantly understood!
These two have known each other for a long time!
And judging from their appearance, their relationship seems to be quite special!
Lin Qingshan was shocked, angry, and jealous. He wished he could kill Jing Zhe with a single slap, but Qingqiu stood in front of him, so he could only dream about it.
"Junior sister, you've rejected me time and time again... could it be because of some pretty boy who can't even do martial arts?"
"..."
These words infuriated Jing Zhe. You can call me a pretty boy, but you can't say I don't know martial arts!
Just as he was about to show off, he suddenly froze: If he knew that he had lost to someone who didn't know martial arts, wouldn't he feel even more frustrated?
I'd better not say anything more.
“You’ve got it wrong. I made it very clear before that when you were in the sect, we were just fellow disciples. Now that you’ve left the sect, we have no relationship anymore, and it has nothing to do with anyone else.”
"..."
Lin Qingshan felt a tightness in his chest, as if a mouthful of blood was stuck in his mouth, and he had to spit it out.
Jing Zhe glanced at him smugly, which made him even angrier.
"Junior sister, don't fall for this pretty boy's tricks! His relationship with Junior Sister Wang is unusual. If you don't believe me, just ask Junior Sister Wang when we get to Wuxian Pavilion!"
Thinking about the possibility that Jing Zhe was two-timing, Lin Qingshan was even more furious: If I can't even do it, why should he?
After saying that, he glared fiercely at Jing Zhe, turned around and left, intending to find a place to vomit blood.
...
Why are you here?
"The light bulb is gone," Qingqiu asked.
Although the voice was still calm, it no longer had that cold, aloof quality.
"I missed the fairy, so I came!"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Qingqiu was at a loss for words.
He looked embarrassed, but was very cute.
Jing Zhe didn't want to tease her anymore, so he smiled and said, "Actually, I came here on His Majesty's orders! But I really missed Fairy Maiden, so as soon as I arrived in Jinxi, I inquired about her and came here."
Qingqiu's eyes flickered slightly, but she still asked curiously, "His Majesty sent you? Are you an official now?"
But upon reflection, it made sense. He was such a talented writer, and she had left just before the Mid-Autumn Poetry Gathering. It seemed that it wouldn't be difficult for him to win first place at the poetry gathering and receive Emperor An's reward.
Jing Zhe smiled and nodded: "You've heard of Da'an Newspaper, right? I'm the president of Da'an Newspaper!"
He patted his chest as he spoke, looking extremely proud.
"Da'an Newspaper? The editor-in-chief?"
Qingqiu looked puzzled: "I've never heard of that!"
"..."
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