Green Profound Sect, Training Ground.
Li Qingran looked at the hand extended before her, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and placed her hand in his.
She knew full well he was saving her face.
If she couldn’t beat him now, would she ever be able to in the future?
The gap between them would only widen.
But what she couldn’t understand was why, after everything she had done, Ye Shu was still willing to give her an out. Were they not sworn enemies?
“Young Mistress!”
Seeing Li Qingran take Ye Shu’s hand, Xiaocui let out a startled cry and instinctively covered her mouth.
Th-this... wasn’t the young mistress admitting it?
Admitting she was this scoundrel’s fiancée!
And that meant—as the young mistress’s personal maid—she’d have to marry into his household too. According to the old folks, when the new bride got too tired on the wedding night, she might even call upon her maid to... fill in.
Xiaocui’s face flushed crimson all the way to the tips of her ears, and she averted her gaze, afraid to look at Ye Shu.
On the other side, Ye Shu looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Seriously, why are you blushing like a damn teakettle?
What does this have to do with you?
The atmosphere on the square grew stiff. Aside from Xiaocui’s occasional blushing and racing heart, there wasn’t much to say between Ye Shu and Li Qingran—after all, aside from the day of the broken engagement, this was practically their only real encounter.
“Um... let me help you regulate your qi,” Ye Shu said, breaking the silence first.
Li Qingran froze for a moment.
“All right.”
The next moment, Ye Shu took her hand and sent a trickle of spiritual energy into her body, instantly calming the chaotic surges within her.
“Young Mistress, you look so much better now!” Xiaocui exclaimed happily, seeing Li Qingran restored. Her opinion of Ye Shu softened a little too.
Maybe that bastard wasn’t so bad after all.
As for Li Qingran, her cheeks were faintly flushed. She didn’t know why she had nodded—she had simply done so instinctively.
Once the qi regulation was complete, Ye Shu rose and clapped his hands. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going. I’ve still got things to take care of.”
But before he could take a step, an icy voice rang out across the entire arena.
“And who said you could leave?”
Everyone instinctively looked up toward a certain spot in the air. There stood Feng Mengli, robes of pure white billowing, stepping upon the void. Her gaze was frigid as she stared down at Ye Shu.
Anyone could hear the deadly intent in her voice.
The entire training ground was steeped in a killing atmosphere.
“This master didn’t go looking for you, yet you dared to come to my sect yourself,” Feng Mengli said, her tone like ice, each step she took across the void rippling the air like water. “Not only that, but you also injured my disciple.”
“Since you’re here, you might as well leave your life behind.”
With that, a silver-white longsword materialized in her right hand, its tip gleaming coldly, aimed straight at Ye Shu.
“Feng Mengli?”
Ye Shu narrowed his eyes, a cold smirk curling at the corner of his lips.
Just as the tension reached its peak, a figure in blue suddenly stepped in front of Ye Shu.
“Master, no!”
Li Qingran spread her arms wide, shielding Ye Shu like a mother hen protecting her chick.
“Qingran, step aside!” Feng Mengli thundered.
“I won’t.” Li Qingran shook her head, her gaze steady. “He came today to keep his appointment, and I lost fair and square. If you kill him now, what will the world think of Cloud Soaring Sect?”
“That we kill to silence the defeated.”
“They’ll say we can’t accept loss—that we’re petty little people, hypocrites!”
Looking at her stubborn disciple, Feng Mengli let out a long, slow sigh. “Qingran, you’re still young. Many things are not as simple as you imagine.”
“Today, I will kill him.”
“No matter who tries to stop me!”
With that, she swept her sleeve with a fierce motion, unleashing the overwhelming pressure of her Nascent Soul cultivation across the field.
“Master…”
Seeing that words were useless, Li Qingran suddenly raised her hand and pressed a sword against her own neck. “Master, I may not understand much, but I can still tell right from wrong. If you insist on winning through dishonesty…”
“Then Qingran will have no choice but to die to prove my integrity.”
“You—!”
Feng Mengli’s pupils contracted. She had never imagined her foolish disciple would be so stubborn. But seeing the blood trickling down her neck, she knew the girl was serious about killing herself. Reluctantly, she lowered her sword.
She could always intercept him on the road outside Cloud Soaring Sect.
“Fine. I’ll spare your life today.”
“Get out of here, now!”
Feng Mengli flicked her sleeve and was about to turn away when Ye Shu, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke.
“Sect Leader Feng,” he said, “did I say you could leave?”
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