As soon as Ji Qingzhou finished speaking, He Beiruo immediately said no: "This girl's background is unknown, and Young Master Ji cannot take her home. Moreover, you don't know her at all, so it's probably inappropriate to take her home like this."
Ji Qingzhou looked up at the other person and said in a cold tone, "What's it to you?"
The girl was stunned when she heard this, and opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.
"I...I meant well." After a long pause, the girl finally managed to utter these words.
"No need." Ji Qingzhou's icy voice allowed no room for denial.
The others exchanged glances, probably not expecting Ji Qingzhou to say such a thing.
My impression of Ji Qingzhou was that of a gentle and refined young master, but he was actually very strong. Some people once thought that someone as fair-skinned and seemingly fragile as him must not be very skilled in martial arts. However, at the conference, his opponent was knocked to the ground and unable to move after only two moves, and it is said that he had to recuperate for more than two months before he could barely get out of bed.
After that, they gained a new understanding of Ji Qingzhou, the son of the great swordsman. He wasn't just handsome; his martial arts skills were even higher. It was best for no one to provoke him.
Although Ji Qingzhou is not a chatterbox, his gentle nature means he will never refuse anything someone says.
This was truly the first time they had seen Ji Qingzhou like this—cold, unapproachable, and extremely difficult to talk to.
An older man stepped in to smooth things over, saying a few simple words to bury the matter, and then everyone headed back towards the Martial Arts Alliance.
Ji Qingzhou carried Wan Ge to the end, and Wan Ge wrapped her arms around his neck, gently whispering in his ear, "Did you miss me?"
Ji Qingzhou felt her warm breath in his ear, and his arms around her tightened involuntarily, his body stiffening slightly.
Her face instantly turned bright red. Just when Wan Ge thought the other person wouldn't respond, she heard them softly hum in agreement.
Her innocent and shy demeanor is just so endearing.
Wan Ge thought to herself, "How can this world be so adorable! Just last night, he gave in with just a little teasing."
Ji Qingzhou didn't speak, but Wan Ge heard him: "Yesterday...did you deliberately seduce me to get the Feixing Sword?"
Ji Qingzhou didn't use ventriloquism, nor did he speak. Someone as powerful as him could use his internal energy to convey what he wanted to say to others without a third person knowing.
"What sword?" Wan Ge looked at Ji Qingzhou with some doubt in her eyes, and suddenly remembered a very important sword mentioned in the plot.
The male and female protagonists met because of this sword, but this sword is actually...
"It's alright." Ji Qingzhou looked at her innocent face and knew that regardless of whether she knew or not, he probably wouldn't tell him the truth.
"I really don't know, do you believe me?" Wan Ge looked at the other person expectantly.
She had only met him twice, yet she was asking him to believe her. In fact, even Wange herself found it hard to believe.
But Ji Qingzhou still nodded.
In truth, Ji Qingzhou didn't care whether Wan Ge was the one who did it, but if she really was, then her approach to him was all for her own use, which wasn't good.
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They arrived at the Martial Alliance soon after. The sword that was supposed to be escorted was lost, but the leader of the Martial Alliance was not angry.
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