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Some time ago.
Zhao Wentong and Xie Bei returned to Ming Zhong University.
Throughout the journey, neither of them spoke. Zhao Wentong walked ahead with a furrowed brow.
Xie Bei finally broke the silence, "Wen Tong, what's wrong? You haven't said a word the entire way."
Since one person had spoken, the other should have responded.
However, Zhao Wentong pretended not to hear and continued walking forward.
"What? Did I do something to upset you?"
At this moment, Xie Bei was also feeling frustrated. First, he was forcefully attacked by Tang Luor, and then he faced another onslaught from her shortly after. Although Xie Bei could tell that Tang Luor had been filled with murderous intent the first time, the second time she merely wanted to teach him a lesson.
These events were in the past, but now Zhao Wentong was angry with him again?
What was there to be angry about?
Anyone would feel down if such bad luck befell them.
Xie Bei couldn't take it anymore: "What is going on? What did I do to upset you???"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wentong could no longer tolerate Xie Bei's incessant chatter. He stopped in his tracks and turned to glare at Xie Bei.
"Hmph! You still have the nerve to ask? We've been roommates for so long; why have you never mentioned your family background?"
Xie Bei let out a long sigh upon hearing this. He had thought there was some major issue causing a rift between them, but it turned out to be this matter.
"Family background is something I naturally kept private. First, I wanted to avoid your admiration for me; second, it's better to stay low-key," Xie Bei replied with a smile.
Zhao Wentong suddenly snapped, "I don't have time to joke around with you!"
Xie Bei exploded in response: "Fine! Even if it's about family background, what about the rest of you? Don't you all have one? Even Ye Xiu doesn't have one!"
"This isn't the point! The point is, back in that Abandoned Laboratory, we were chased so badly by that Evil Spirit! We suffered so much! Only Ye Xiu didn't hold back and used his skills to save us! You have that amazing mirror, why didn't you bring it out sooner? If you had, would we have been chased? My first kiss would have been..." Zhao Wentong erupted, his voice nearly breaking with tears at the end.
Xie Bei frowned and didn't immediately explain.
At that time, Xie Bei could tell that Ye Xiu was also a Cultivator and stronger than himself, so he chose not to reveal his own strength to Zhao Wentong and Qian Jinyu. He thought Ye Xiu would recognize him as a Cultivator too, but in the end, Ye Xiu didn't step in. His initial thought was that if Ye Xiu couldn't handle those two Spirit Ghosts, he would definitely use his Fated Protective Mirror to shield everyone from harm.
But in the end, Xie Bei had no opportunity to act.
Xie Bei's position within his own faction was quite delicate; he had neither too many nor too few enemies. He was sent to Ming Zhong University for a family mission, so it was best not to expose his identity easily. Thus, he chose to keep his identity hidden altogether.
"Got nothing to say now? Hmph! If it weren't for Ye Xiu, I bet Qian Fatty and I would have died at the hands of that Evil Spirit long ago. And then you just pull out your mirror to make your escape, right?" Zhao Wentong continued, "Hmph, what a brother!"
Xie Bei calmly replied, "Wen Tong, if you keep talking like this, I really have nothing more to say. Right now, we should hurry and find Jiang Baixuan."
"Hmph!"
Zhao Wentong snorted coldly and ignored Xie Bei as he continued walking ahead.
But after taking just a couple of steps, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.
Zhao Wentong turned around and saw a pale face right in front of him—so close that anyone could reach out and touch it with a tremble…
"Damn it!"
Zhao Wentong cursed.
He glared at Jiang Baixuan and said, "You scared the hell out of me! Do you have to appear like this every time?"
Jiang Baixuan smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehe... I think I heard someone calling for me..."
"Stop being vague; it was me looking for you! Come on, Ye Xiu wants us to find someone named Wu Nan and investigate Anxu. By the way, do you know Wu Nan?" Zhao Wentong ignored Xie Bei and focused on Jiang Baixuan.
Jiang Baixuan raised an eyebrow. "Who’s Wu Nan? I don’t know him..."
Zhao Wentong's expression turned to one of disappointment.
Jiang Baixuan looked at Zhao Wentong with an appreciative gaze, while Zhao Wentong's face showed a hint of anger.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Although I don't know Wu Nan, this Anxu..."
Zhao Wentong's demeanor shifted urgently as he asked, "Anxu? What about Anxu? Do you know him? Are you familiar with him?"
Jiang Baixuan replied slowly, "This Anxu... Anxu. I don't know him..."
"What do you mean you don't know him?" Zhao Wentong's nose flared in frustration.
Jiang Baixuan continued, "While I don't know this Anxu, I have been investigating him recently. To be honest, Anxu is indeed quite strange."
Zhao Wentong asked curiously, "Strange? Hurry up. What exactly is going on?"
Jiang Baixuan responded, "I want to know too. But right now, I haven't figured out these matters clearly and don't want to jump to conclusions..."
Zhao Wentong seemed to want to say more, but Xie Bei, who had been left out of the conversation, spoke up, "Then let's find Wu Nan first. Once we locate him and verify the information, we can make detailed plans."
"Agreed!" Jiang Baixuan replied immediately, effectively cutting off Zhao Wentong.
Zhao Wentong could only obediently fall silent, his displeasure evident.
"Alright, you two wait for me at the Ancient Heart Pavilion for a moment. I need to go back and get something," Jiang Baixuan said.
Zhao Wentong grumbled, "What do you need? It's not too late to get it after we finish our business!"
Jiang Baixuan replied, "I can't do that. I need to grab a few talismans from home; otherwise, it won't be good if we encounter something unclean."
With that, Jiang Baixuan left first.
The two remaining individuals fell into silence, their earlier conflict unresolved.
The two walked one in front of the other, and before long, they arrived at the Ancient Heart Pavilion.
At that moment, Xie Bei spoke first, "Let me explain why I didn't take out that mirror back then."
Zhao Wentong glanced around, seemingly uninterested.
Xie Bei continued towards Zhao Wentong, "That mirror is called the Protective Mirror. The Protective Mirror is of very high grade, belonging to the highest tier among the existing magical artifacts. The reason I didn't take it out in the Ghost Tower was that I had already sensed an extremely terrifying presence above the Ghost Tower. If I had taken out the Protective Mirror, just the Spiritual Energy emitted by that Divine Mirror would have been enough for that terrifying presence to notice us. If that happened, even with Ye Xiu and my strength as sect leaders, we wouldn't have been able to ensure your safe escape."
On the surface, Zhao Wentong seemed not to be listening, but at this moment, he found some sense in Xie Bei's explanation.
If he continued to hold a grudge against Xie Bei, wouldn't that be childish?
Zhao Wentong turned to look at Xie Bei, neither showing goodwill nor continuing to create conflict.
As Zhao Wentong turned back to face Xie Bei, he noticed Xie Bei frowning, his fists clenched with a fierce aura, and then he lunged forward…
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