He picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the moment he put it in his mouth, he felt a jolt of pain. His brows nearly split open, and if the butler hadn't been there, he would have almost thrown it up.
"So...sour..." Tears welled up in Lu Xingyun's eyes.
"Mr. Lu, this is to refresh you," the butler explained with a smile.
At that moment, Lu Xingyun felt that the butler seemed to have a kind of righteous mischievousness, the kind that would tease you and you wouldn't even be able to find a reason to be angry.
"It really refreshes me; I'm wide awake all at once." Lu Xingyun took a tissue and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
5 PM, 8 PM, 11 PM...
No one was sleepy.
"I need to go out for a while."
Fang Zhiyou's murderous aura emanated from his body, and the area within a meter was unusually cold.
"I wonder which unlucky guy will run into him." Lu Xingyun looked at his murderous back and felt sorry for the first unlucky guy he might encounter.
"No, this is too passive. We need to think of a way."
"An order has come in!" Bo Zijin shouted, slamming her hand on the table.
Answer it quickly.
These are the voices of three people, shouting in unison, creating an extremely powerful sound wave.
"Don't worry, I've accepted it. I'm leaving right away." Lu Xingyun grabbed his helmet and rushed towards the door, but stopped after only a couple of steps. "This order... I can't handle it."
Why?
“It’s already 11:41. It will take at least 40 minutes to deliver it, so it can’t be counted as today’s order.” Lu Xingyun’s eyes were full of despair. “Forget it, I’ll come again tomorrow.”
“No, there is still a chance.” Yuan Qingli stood up, her eyes burning. “Come out, Sword Immortal.”
The blinding white light shone throughout the house, dispelling the gloom outside.
A handsome and aloof young man floated in mid-air and appeared before everyone.
Lu Xingyun and Bo Zijin had seen this many times before, so they weren't particularly surprised.
But Wen Yuning's mouth was so big that a tea egg could fit inside.
Her heart was filled with two emotions: surprise and surprise.
However, these two kinds of surprise are different. One is surprised by the way the sword immortal made his appearance, and the other is surprised by the sword immortal's—handsomeness.
"Sister Qingli, who is this???"
“Her pet is bound to her.” Bo Zijing’s words were met with a cold glare from Mu Yingshan.
"Sister Qingli, you are bound to Brother Yun, and he is bound to you, so what is his relationship with Brother Yun?"
...
“He is my companion,” Yuan Qingli said with a smile, defusing the situation.
Are you kidding? You've already asked him to be a tailor and an elevator operator, and now you want him to be your errand boy? It'll be hard to handle if this strains the relationship.
She wasn't worried that Mu Yingshan would hurt anyone, but she was afraid that he might reveal some sword energy and break the light bulb on the wall, which would be a big problem.
Upon hearing this, Mu Yingshan's expression softened slightly.
"What do you want with me?"
"We've run into a bit of trouble that we can't solve, and we need your help," Yuan Qingli said, trying to sound amicable.
"What kind of help?"
Being needed by others proves one's strength, and everyone likes flattery, even sword immortals are no exception.
"We need to deliver something, but we don't have enough time. We'd like to ask you to help us get there by flying on your sword," Yuan Qingli said with a fawning smile.
"You mean, you want me to be a groom?" The room was starting to cool down.
"No, because we'll encounter all sorts of unexpected events along the way, and we'll need your protection."
"I understand, he's not only a coachman, but also a bodyguard."
A cloud of dust began to rise around Mu Yingshan, a sign of impending danger.
“No, it’s just…” Yuan Qingli stood between the sword immortal and the light bulb, trying to come up with an explanation.
"Handsome brother~" a sickeningly sweet voice rang out, "Please help me out!"
Everyone's jaws dropped to the floor.
Wen Yuning actually rushed over and grabbed the leg of the sword immortal who was floating in mid-air...
She raised her head, blinking repeatedly, her eyes filled with mist.
The sword energy dissipated, and the wind and rain subsided.
Mu Yingshan was forced to land and managed a weak "Okay."
It's been so many years since I've heard such a sweet and saturated tea flavor; I was almost overwhelmed at first.
He feared that if he did it again, he would raze the place to the ground.
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