Give Me a Chance

"Could it be...?"

Li Renhao's voice trembled.

"Yes!"

Li Jiaxin nodded solemnly and said, "That's right, this turtle is none other than the Bugu Demon Emperor you spoke of!"

Having received confirmation, Li Renhao's entire body shuddered.

She suddenly staggered back two steps, struck by the information, unable to recover for a long time.

Back then, she had looked down on this turtle, and hadn't even glanced at it once. But who could have imagined that the turtle this young man was carrying around was actually the Bugu Demon Emperor!?

She gasped.

So it turned out.

He was the one who had brazenly trespassed into the Demon Emperor's lair alone and captured the Demon Emperor!

So it turned out.

The reason he was able to survive in these mountains wasn't because of good luck at all, but because the rampaging demonic beasts in these mountains posed absolutely no threat to him!

Now that she thought back on it, she realized she should have understood this long ago.

After all, when even she, a Martial King, had faced repeated brushes with death, how could an ordinary person rely solely on good luck to survive?

And the ever aloof and detached bearing he maintained was clearly not an act!

However, when she recalled the words she had exchanged with Yi Feng, Li Renhao's face couldn't help but flush red all the way down to her neck. She wished she could just find a hole and hide away.

Her words must have seemed quite laughable to Yi Feng!

Fortunately, her previous disrespectful words didn't seem to have provoked any ire from him. Otherwise...

Thinking back on it all, she was filled with both shame and fear!

"Greetings, sir."

Li Jiaxin and Xu Mo Zhu spoke with a trace of deference.

"It's you guys!"

Yi Feng smiled and shifted his gaze towards Li Renhao, chuckling, "I didn't expect you to be here too."

Hearing this, the usually frosty-faced Li Renhao instantly turned red.

Clearly, now that she was facing Yi Feng again, she no longer had her previous composure. On the contrary, she was filled with apprehension and deference. After hesitating for a long time, she finally nervously spoke, "Greetings, sir."

However, even as her heart was filled with apprehension, she still reflexively sized up Yi Feng.

Aloof and detached.

Extraordinary aura.

Especially since Yi Feng always had that faint smile about him, as if everything was within his calculations. Even when faced with monumental events, he would not frown.

How laughable that she hadn't noticed before. She had only felt that interacting with this ordinary man was quite comfortable.

As for this girl's way of addressing him, Yi Feng was not surprised at all.

Judging from their facial features, Li Jiaxin and Li Renhao resembled each other somewhat, and were probably related in some way. Since Li Jiaxin addressed him as "sir" out of respect for his musical talent, it was only natural that her junior would follow suit.

"See, I told you there was no danger in these mountains right?" Yi Feng said with a laugh, "Look, I'm completely fine!"

However, Yi Feng's words once again caused Li Renhao's face to flush red.

Yi Feng was clearly mocking the words she had said before. Of course, the blame lay solely with her own poor judgement, as she had failed to discern Yi Feng's true identity.

After exchanging some pleasantries, Yi Feng had assumed these three would be on their way. But unexpectedly, Li Jiaxin and Xu Mo Zhu kept striking up tangential conversations with him. Especially in front of him, they praised Li Renhao incessantly.

Saying how Li Renhao was exceptionally talented.

How she had tremendous comprehension ability.

How I, her master, am practically wasting her potential, and so on...

This made Yi Feng quite annoyed.

What business was it of theirs that his disciple was talented? Were they just showing off in front of him to be annoying?

Besides, after travelling all day, he was exhausted and really didn't want to chitchat with them anymore.

Stifling another yawn, Yi Feng could no longer endure it. He finally directly said, "It's already dark, don't you three plan on leaving yet?"

Xu Mo Zhu, who had been zealously praising Li Renhao right in front of Yi Feng, suddenly froze as his expression turned red. He forcibly swallowed back the words he had been about to say next.

Exchanging a glance with Li Jiaxin, disappointment filled both their eyes.

They had hoped he could bring some opportunity to Li Renhao, but it seemed he had no such intention. Instead, he had directly hinted for them to leave.

They certainly didn't dare to disregard his hint to leave, so they respectfully bid their farewells.

But their reluctant gazes as they left betrayed their unwillingness to part.

"If only this senior could bring some opportunity to Renhao, that would be wonderful!" Xu Mo Zhu sighed lightly as they sped down the mountain.

"Yes, what a pity!"

Li Jiaxin also lamented, feeling somewhat let down.

Such powerful figures were rarely seen, and the rare chance they had to build relations with one had not brought any opportunity for Li Renhao. It was truly disappointing!

"Auntie, Master, forget it..." Li Renhao flashed her eyes as she said in a complex tone, "I repeatedly spoke disrespectfully to that senior earlier, so it's already a great blessing that he doesn't hold it against me!"

Having said that, she lowered her head.

"Alright then!"

Li Jiaxin and Xu Mo Zhu sighed once more, and said no more, their expressions still filled with endless gloom.

But just then, as if recalling something, Li Renhao suddenly raised her head and said, "No, that senior has already brought me opportunity!"

"What?"

Hearing this, the two, whose expressions had been downcast, immediately shot her looks of burning anticipation.

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