Helpless, Rong Yu grabbed his wrist and bit his hand.
Geng Qi immediately said, "How is it? Not bad, right?"
"……Um."
It's fresh, fragrant, crispy, and chewy – truly delicious.
The proprietress, amused by the scene, laughed and said, "Are you two gentlemen brothers? I've been in Sangzhong City for so long, and I've never seen anyone more handsome than you two!"
She was flipping fried shrimp in her hand, and what was originally just a joke, Rong Yu said seriously, "Not brothers."
The proprietress paused, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two faces.
She had lived in Sangzhong City for a long time and had seen many "immortals". She had heard that those who could fly with swords could keep their appearance young. No wonder she always felt that these two people were not ordinary people. It turned out that they were cultivators.
Looking at him like this, a hint of envy appeared in her eyes. "I must have misjudged him. The young master is so handsome, his mother must be a stunning beauty. You are so lucky, young master!"
These words were spoken to Rong Yu. Geng Qi, who had been watching the play, suddenly burst out laughing.
"Madam, you're wrong about that. My good looks are also thanks to my father. You can't just praise my mother, can you?"
The proprietress chimed in, "Young master is right!"
Rong Yu: "..."
One of them was frying shrimp, and the other was eating shrimp, chatting happily.
Finally, the "child's father" couldn't take it anymore. After the freshly fried shrimp was wrapped up, he reached out, grabbed it, and pulled the person away.
"Thank you, boss lady! I'll come again next time!"
Even after being pulled a long way, Geng Qi still turned back and waved. The shrimp shop owner smiled back, and only shook her head after the man was out of sight.
Judging from the way the father looks, there probably won't be a next time.
The item was in Rong Yu's hands, and Geng Qi didn't intend to take it back. He hung it around Rong Yu's neck from behind and said cheekily, "Father?"
Rong Yu: "..."
"You don't like me calling you that? Then what do you want me to call you?" Geng Qi raised his head and thought for a moment, then said, "It seems like no matter what I call you, I'll be at a disadvantage..."
He was demoted by a generation for no reason.
Rong Yu let him hang on his neck and dragged him forward, saying indifferently, "Whatever you like."
Geng Qi said, "Then I like you calling me brother, so please call me that!"
"..." Rong Yu said helplessly, "I'm older than you."
Geng Qi asked uncompromisingly, "How old are you?"
"Eight years older than you."
How did you know?
I was eight years old when you were born.
A new Demon Lord was born on Mount Kaopan. Almost everyone on the continent knew his birthday. Rong Yu was brought back to Tianzhi Sect that year when he was only eight years old.
If you calculate it that way, Rong Yu is indeed older than him.
Geng Qi pouted unhappily, and muttered while lying on his back, "Then I've been in the egg for hundreds of years!"
Upon hearing this, Rong Yu couldn't help but smile, paused slightly, and softly called out, "Chang Yi."
"..."
The deep voice carried a hint of amusement. Because he was hanging around his neck, Geng Qi had his ear pressed against his cheek, and the sound came through the skin, making even the vibrations so noticeable. It wasn't particularly seductive, but Geng Qi felt his bones melt from the sound of his voice.
This name wasn't unfamiliar to others; he himself had uttered it many times, and he had spoken it to this person many times. However, he never expected that hearing him actually say it would be so moving.
He was momentarily stunned and stammered, "Say it...say it again?"
"I will always remember."
"Mmm," he mumbled in response, burying his face behind his neck and secretly chuckling.
Hearing his cheerful laughter, Rong Yu felt as sweet as if he had been filled with honey.
Feelings are strange; even just a title can move someone's heart.
The surroundings were noisy, with strange whispers and chatter. Two conspicuous figures stood in the crowd, having shed their moon-white robes from Shangxu Peak and now wearing simple, plain white silk garments of superior quality. The boy, barely out of school, was clinging to the white-robed young man, who held an oil-paper package that seemed completely out of place with their status.
Ignoring the stares from those around him, Rong Yu turned his head slightly and asked, "Where else do you want to go?"
Geng Qi looked up and saw that the street next to the stalls was a proper shop with delicious food that was completely different from what was sold at the stalls. He thought about going to take a look and was about to jump off Rong Yu's back when he suddenly lowered his eyes.
More than one divine sense instantly landed on the two of them.
"You've been targeted so quickly?"
What a spoilsport!
Geng Qi smiled, exchanged a glance with Rong Yu, and released his neck.
She took the oil paper package from his hand, popped a fried shrimp into her mouth, and fed him one: "Shall we stroll around a bit more?"
Rong Yu: "Okay."
The two walked out of the street stalls, their expressions unchanged, allowing the figures watching them to secretly follow them.
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