FVN Chapter 383: 212, can you tell that you're thinking about me? Hm?
Chapter 383: 212, can you tell that you're thinking about me? Hm?
Chapter 383: 212, can you tell that you’re thinking about me? Hm?
The sunlight shone faintly, and the pear blossoms in the courtyard burst into bloom.
Tian Liuli woke amidst the warm hues, turned her gaze, and intently stared at the sleeping face beside her.
“Awake?”
Xu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at her.
Cultivators were always brimming with energy, and even if they went ten years without sleep, it would not be a problem.
Yet, last night, Tian Liuli had indeed slept, and slept very soundly.
...
“Yes.”
She nodded slightly, her eyelashes fluttering lightly like feathers, dazzlingly dreamlike under the sky’s light.
“Shall I cook?”
He asked tentatively.
Tian Liuli narrowed her eyes, stretched lazily, and then nodded her head.
“Go ahead.”
Seeing that she wasn’t clinging to him or asking why he hadn’t touched her last night, Xu Yuan felt relieved, but he couldn’t help feeling that something was a bit strange.
Although it was a good thing, for if she had truly asked, he would have had to explain why he had not touched her.
Still, he always felt that something wasn’t quite right.
Forget it, no need to overthink it.
After all, this peace was indeed what he wanted.
He might as well enjoy it while he could.
“Knock knock~”
Just then, a knocking sound came from the door.
Xu Yuan was startled.
Who could it be looking for him at this time?
Could it be Mo Xianxian?
Knock knock~
As he pondered, the knocking sound came again, leisurely and steadily.
Not to mention just a City Lord of Xunyang and a Saint Heir from the Demon Sect, even if those three venerated Return to Void elders came together, Xu Yuan would not be afraid.
After all, he had already offended all the Return to Void Great Divine Communicators from the human and demon races, so what difference would three more make?
“You?!”
The steward trembled all over.
When had he, as the steward of the Xunyang City Lord’s Mansion, backed by the Holy Sect, ever been subjected to such humiliation?
“Very well, sir, it seems you truly think that, under Mr. Mo’s protection, you can disregard everyone in Xunyang City?”
Xu Yuan silently thought the man a fool, and just as he planned to dismiss the other, Tian Liuli inside the house huffed coldly and waved her sleeve lightly.
The next moment, the steward outside couldn’t even scream before he was sent flying by an invisible immense force.
“My husband told you to leave, did you not hear him?”
Tian Liuli’s voice, cold as early spring’s thin ice, had barely fallen when a strong voice suddenly resounded from the heavens.
“Hehe, sir, you have quite the temper, injuring my holy disciple publicly in my Xunyang City. Surely you don’t think my Holy Sect is so easily bullied?”
The moment the voice rang out, a figure approached, seemingly slow yet swift, from a high building in the distance.
He caught the steward who had been thrown out.
His originally calm expression dramatically changed the moment his hand supported the steward’s back, and his steps stamped several times in midair before barely stopping.
“May I ask who the lady is...?”
Yun Ze looked toward the courtyard with an unsettled gaze.
He tried to invade with his Divine Sense to probe the reality, but no matter how he perceived, he felt as if peering into an unfathomable Extreme Abyss, hard to further investigate.
“Leave!”
Tian Liuli’s response was even more straightforward than Xu Yuan’s, typical of her usual style.
“...”
Yun Ze’s expression darkened completely.
Truth be told, he had anticipated that this invitation might be declined, so he had instructed the steward, in case of a refusal, to deliberately lose his composure.
But unexpectedly, the other party, whether truly foolish or not, walked directly into such a simple trap.
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