"Brother Shangyan, you're here too?" Lin Qiye stood in front of the warehouse with an expression that said, "I knew it."
Shang Yan walked ahead and smiled when he saw Lin Qiye, "Yes, I was sent by Ye Fan, but the helicopter was damaged by the Trident on the way, so I flew here myself."
Lin Qiye: ...
Based on his understanding of Shang Yan, he wondered if Shang Yan had accidentally damaged the plane while in a fit of excitement, perhaps by using his trident.
"Senior Sword Saint, you're back too..." Baili Tuming greeted Zhou Ping, who was carrying a suitcase, first.
Zhou Ping blushed slightly, then slowly nodded.
"He came to pick me up." Shang Yan noticed his embarrassment and stepped forward to greet everyone, "How have you all been studying these past two days? Have you made any progress?"
He followed behind the crowd and pulled Zhou Ping into the warehouse.
Cao Yuan whispered from the side, "I've gained a body full of scars, I wonder if that counts..."
"Aren't you all recovered yet?" Shang Yan stroked his chin, and with a gentle swing of his trident, his resurrection was instantly restored to Lin Qiye and the others.
The bruises on their bodies from the training healed within ten seconds.
"Wow, this is like a godsend!" Baili Tuming touched his face, which had already lost its swelling. "A miracle doctor!"
Shang Yan chuckled, then nodded proudly, "That's right, I am the most amazing doctor in this village!"
"Next time you have your practical training, I'll be watching from the sidelines. I guarantee that even if you get knocked down, you'll be able to get back up very quickly!"
Baili Tuming: Starry-eyed
Cao Yuan nodded seriously, "That's wonderful!"
An Qingyu pushed up her glasses, her hands itching slightly.
Jialan blushed slightly as she looked at Shang Yan and Zhou Ping's tightly clasped hands. She secretly glanced at Lin Qiye beside her before quickly averting her gaze.
Lin Qiye seemed oblivious, still talking to Shang Yan, "Brother Shang Yan, are you here to teach us too?"
"Ye Fan didn't tell me to teach you. He's probably afraid I'll lead you astray." Shang Yan handed the trident in his hand to Zhou Ping, who took it from him.
"I heard that Brother Shangyan previously seized Poseidon's weapon, is that it?"
"Hmm, do you want some? I can take a few more," Shang Yan said, taking the trident again and handing it to Lin Qiye. "It's just that this one might be a bit heavy..."
Lin Qiye's hand holding the trident trembled slightly. "It is indeed quite heavy..."
"Zhou Ping, I want to eat." Shang Yan was suddenly thrown onto the plane and hadn't had dinner yet. In fact, he hadn't eaten lunch either.
Zhou Ping, who had been watching him with his eyes down, nodded upon hearing this and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
He quickly brought out a bowl of vegetable porridge and other reheated dishes.
"So fast this time?" Shang Yan was somewhat surprised.
“These dishes were made by Brother Qiye, and the porridge must have been made by Senior Sword Saint.” Baili Tuming glanced at the food that had been served and naturally sat down at the table.
Shang Yan sat at the table, looking at the bowl of vegetable porridge. "Didn't you eat any before?"
“We’re all waiting for Senior Sword Saint to come back for dinner!” Baili Tuming said, sitting down and picking up a pair of chopsticks.
When Zhou Ping heard him say that, his expression froze.
He pursed his lips, looking down at the ground with a somewhat helpless expression.
"Wow, let's eat together then?" Shang Yan reached out and took Zhou Ping's hand, his emerald eyes clearly reflecting Zhou Ping's image.
Zhou Ping saw himself in his eyes...
"Everyone's waiting for you, brother," Shang Yan said, pulling Zhou Ping to sit next to him and taking a sip of the vegetable porridge he had made.
"tasty!"
He reached out and picked up a piece of stir-fried tomatoes with his chopsticks, placing it in Zhou Ping's bowl. "This stir-fried tomato dish looks just like the one my third uncle makes at his restaurant."
"Hmm..." Zhou Ping lowered his head and took a bite, then quietly glanced around.
He met Lin Qiye's gaze.
Lin Qiye smiled at him, "Senior Sword Saint, how does my stir-fried tomatoes taste?"
“…”, Zhou Ping lowered his head and took a bite.
Under the bright lights, Baili Tuming was talking and laughing with Cao Yuan.
Jialan was resting her chin on her hand, looking at Lin Qiye. Her eyes were sparkling, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
An Qingyu was sitting quietly eating her meal. After picking up a piece of green vegetable with her chopsticks, she narrowed her eyes.
“It’s delicious,” he said softly.
His voice was very soft, but as he spoke, everyone around him unconsciously smiled.
"I knew Brother Qiye's cooking was good! Even the Sword Saint said it was delicious!" Baili Tuming praised after taking a bite of the dish.
Lin Qiye's ears turned slightly red from the praise, but he continued eating without changing his expression.
After everyone finished eating and the dishes were washed, Shang Yan pulled Zhou Ping back into the house.
Jialan tugged at Lin Qiye's hand, "Qiye, what's the relationship between Sword Saint and those two?"
Lin Qiye coughed lightly, then said naturally, "We're in a romantic relationship."
“Oh…” Jialan nodded, looking at Lin Qiye with some anticipation, wanting to hear something different from what he said.
However, she was ultimately disappointed.
Seeing Jialan staring at him expectantly, Lin Qiye's mind went blank for a moment, then he asked with some confusion, "What's wrong? Are you still hungry?"
Garan: ...
"I'm full, I'm going back to my room to sleep." She twitched her eye and turned to leave.
Lin Qiye stared at her back, slightly lost in thought.
After returning to the room with Zhou Ping, Shang Yan excitedly pulled him aside and said, "I can't sleep, can you?"
Seeing his unusually excited appearance, Zhou Ping understood perfectly. He reached up and rubbed his forehead, "Yan Yan, we're outside, let's go to sleep early."
"Let's go out and play for a while, just for a little while. I saw it on the way here. There's a small pond not far from this warehouse. It sparkles in the water and it's so beautiful!" Shang Yan pleaded, pulling his hand.
"We'll just watch for a little while, then we'll come back..."
"If I can't sleep now, let's go take a look... I'll definitely sleep after we see it."
"...Alright." Seeing Shang Yan's boundless energy, Zhou Ping sighed and could only agree.
"Let's go out quietly and not be discovered," Zhou Ping added as a reminder.
As night deepened, two figures stealthily and darted out of the warehouse at breakneck speed.
After they ran out, Lin Qiye also sneaked out, carrying a glass bottle in his hand.
In the night, fireflies flew out of the grass from the pond not far away.
Under a sky full of stars, tiny fluorescent lights shimmered on the tranquil pool.
"Hey...there's someone here." Shang Yan pulled Zhou Ping aside.
Lin Qiye quickly arrived, parting the grass to catch...
mosquito???
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