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After a moment of silence, Qi Yu slowly spoke, "I wonder how Ling Gongzi figured it out?"
"Hahaha—it's simply because I traveled around with my master when I was young. By chance, I met a few chivalrous individuals from the cold northwest who were wandering in our realm. I also witnessed some of their martial arts techniques, which is why I dared to presume that Qi Zhanggui must have learned martial arts from the northwest as well. If I'm mistaken, I hope Qi Zhanggui will forgive me!"
"I see. May I ask one more thing?"
Qi Yu, unwilling to accept defeat, decided to pose another question.
"Oh—no problem. Please feel free to speak your mind, Master Qi."
The Demonically Charming Man smiled at Qi Yu, knowing full well what was happening. However, a hint of cunning flashed in his smile, which Qi Yu did not notice due to the darkness of the night.
Thus, Qi Yu directly asked, "I wonder when Ling Gongzi became acquainted with our Heavenly Pivot Sect Leader?"
Hearing the question, Ling Yuxuan secretly chuckled, knowing he would ask this.
"Well—this is a long story and hard to explain. But one thing I can tell you is that we are both from the same school and can be considered both teacher and friend."
Ling Yuxuan intended to keep him guessing but didn't want him to catch on too much, so he mentioned 'same school' and added 'both teacher and friend' for him to ponder over.
"So you mean you have a childhood friendship as senior and junior siblings?"
Qi Yu felt a strange sense of loss in his heart, but he knew he couldn't voice this feeling at that moment.
"However, if we want to be precise about it, it's not quite that simple; it's rather complicated. Even now, I can't sort it all out. So—let's just go with the flow!"
Ling Yuxuan deliberately wanted to tease him a bit before unexpectedly changing the subject, leaving the other party completely bewildered.
"Uh? Then that is—"
As the Demonically Charming Man wished, Qi Yu felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the man beside him.
"Alright, it's getting late. Let's head back and rest!"
Ling Yuxuan knew that his scheme had succeeded, and further conversation would yield little result, as both of them were already in a heightened state of vigilance.
Since that was the case, it was better to leave some suspense for him to guess and ponder over. It would just expend some of his brain cells, and he wouldn't lose anything in the process.
With that thought, Ling Yuxuan gave Qi Yu another strange smile.
He elegantly stood up and gently summoned his energy, leaping towards the direction of the Drunken Immortal Residence.
When Ling Yuxuan returned to the roof of the compact little Yard, he turned back to see that dark shadow had also swiftly passed by him, then traversed the rectangular Courtyard, and finally, in a hazy view, he saw him directly swoop into a room on the third floor.
Ling Yuxuan slyly smiled to himself again, then leaped into the corridor on the second floor.
However, just as he was about to open his room door, he suddenly retracted his hands that were about to push it open.
Next, he quietly walked towards the door of Beloved Child's room and swiftly slipped into Ziyan's room.
Once inside, he crossed through the front hall to her innermost bedroom and quietly looked at the sleeping beauty under the dim light of the mostly covered Night Pearl.
Looking at her exquisitely familiar little face, which was turned inward as she slept soundly, a sense of inexplicable peace and satisfaction welled up within him.
Feeling immensely happy, Ling Yuxuan took off his outer garment and carefully lay down beside Beloved Child.
The sleeping beauty had no idea that a certain "daring little rascal" had come back to her side once again.
Ziyan, who was usually restless in her sleep and loved to toss around, suddenly turned over in her dreams.
Ling Yuxuan gently extended one of her arms, just in time for Ziyan's little head to rest perfectly on the man's arm, with her delicate little face facing him directly.
At the same time, she comfortably placed her free hand on his neck.
Ling Yuxuan couldn't help but smile at the adorable little face in front of her, shaking her head as she took Ziyan's small hand that had pressed against her neck and repositioned it at her side waist.
Then, unable to resist, she stretched her neck and gently kissed Ziyan's forehead before quietly embracing her beloved child and sweetly drifting off to sleep.
In her dreams, Ziyan found herself in a desert.
No! Strictly speaking, it should be a battlefield: Ziyan stood in a barren land surrounded by corpses and people who were barely alive, covered in wounds—
Of course, there were also those who groaned in pain and struggled; they were all soldiers, ancient soldiers.
The only female among them was Ziyan herself.
Seeing these warriors who were either dead or alive, or suffering and groaning, Ziyan weaved through them as she searched for her Future Husband—Ling Yuxuan.
Thus, filled with fear and endless worry, Ziyan kept running across the vast battlefield, unable to find her Future Husband.
She was anxious beyond measure, overwhelmed with an indescribable sense of dread.
Running with sweat pouring down her face, Ziyan desperately searched while calling out loudly, "Brother Yuxuan! Brother Yuxuan..."
Yet—the boundless desert and the unprecedented battlefield seemed to stretch on endlessly! Ziyan felt like her heart was breaking, but she still couldn't find Brother Yuxuan.
In this way, dream-Ziyan continued to run around frantically searching.
Meanwhile, Ling Yuxuan, who had just fallen asleep not long ago, was already awakened by the person in her arms.
As he carefully looked at the person in front of him, he noticed that she was drenched in sweat, anxiously calling out to him.
"Yan'er, Yan'er, Yan'er—"
Ling Yuxuan hurriedly woke Ziyan up.
"Huh?"
In her dream, Ziyan was still desperately running when she suddenly saw a tall boy wearing a Golden Mask smiling and waving at her, while also calling her name.
Finally found Brother Yuxuan! The heart that had been hanging in her dream finally landed.
Without hesitation, she rushed towards him and leaped into the spacious embrace of her future husband.
Ziyan woke up, opened her eyes, and indeed, her Demonically Charming Man was calling for her.
However! It wasn't on some vast desert battlefield, but in her own big bed.
And one thing was definitely true: she was really in his wide embrace at that moment.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Ling Yuxuan gazed intently at the person in his arms, gently asking with concern while using his long sleeve to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
When Ziyan kept calling his name, he had already guessed that her dream must have had a lot to do with him.
Now that Ziyan had just woken up from her dream, she didn't want to think about anything else or say anything more!
In the next moment, her hands tightly wrapped around the Demonically Charming Man, unwilling to let go for even a second.
The scene in her dream was truly heart-stopping and far too difficult for her to accept. Fortunately, she was able to find him in the end; otherwise, her mind would have been on the verge of collapse.
Just as the two were tightly embracing each other and sharing their innermost feelings, the distant crowing of roosters could be heard from outside the room.
Ziyan's cold sweat had already subsided, and her mood gradually returned to normal. However, she had lost all sense of sleepiness, so she turned to the Demonically Charming Man who was holding her and asked, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Ling Yuxuan certainly understood the implication behind her words, so he countered with a question: "What about you?"
"I can't sleep anymore. If you don't want to sleep either, why don't we get up and practice swordsmanship together?" Ziyan replied honestly, her eyes filled with eager anticipation.
Seeing her gaze, Ling Yuxuan couldn't bear to refuse and immediately nodded, saying, "Sure!"
Thus, the two of them got out of bed together. After getting dressed and tidying themselves up, this couple each took a treasured sword and headed down to the yard.
With the faint morning light as their backdrop, the pair began their practice.
Little did they know that on the third floor in the distance, a pair of bright eyes was watching this couple in the small courtyard.
As they watched, those eyes flickered with a hint of disappointment and complexity. This person was Qi Yu, the Head Innkeeper, who had also experienced an unsettled night.
Although they were not close in distance, everything happening in the small courtyard was still clearly visible from the third floor of the front hall.
In the courtyard.
Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan were deeply engrossed in their practice!
One was dressed in flowing white robes, resembling an ethereal fairy; the other wore a pale yellow dress paired with matching pale yellow trousers, giving off a similar celestial vibe from afar.
In this situation, even the distant observer felt a twinge of jealousy in their heart.
As they watched, Grandmaster Qi Yu found it increasingly difficult to look on. The more he watched, the more discontent filled his heart, and the more lost he felt.
Why was there such a stark contrast in his emotions? Why did he feel an inexplicable and selfish desire to possess Ziyan, a girl he had only recently met?
It was shocking! Even Qi Yu was taken aback by his own feelings at that moment!
For so many years, he had only harbored one thought: revenge.
But now, ever since that night when he had crossed paths with Ziyan, he still vividly remembered her wearing a lovely yellow dress, dazzling and captivating during their fight. She left an unforgettable impression on him!
Since that night, whenever his heart felt empty, Ziyan's enchanting figure and her smile would incessantly invade his mind.
For over a month now, she had been tormenting him, agonizing his lonely heart.
At the same time, it had gradually softened his heart, making him often feel an inexplicable urge to pay attention to and care for that quirky yet clever Leader.
Although he knew full well that she had such an outstanding guy by her side! He knew she loved that boy so much!
Yet Qi Yu still found himself longing for her uncontrollably, allowing these feelings of yearning to develop and overflow…
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