“What, your man can’t even hold your hand?” Yi Feng frowned and retorted.
This made Shi Qingwu speechless, and she couldn’t help but raise her head to look at him.
For a moment, she was at a loss for words.
The killing intent she had just released came to an abrupt halt, and she allowed Yi Feng to hold her hand like this.
This scene was immediately noticed by many.
“Heavens, look, who is that guy?”
“Yeah, he dares to hold the Sect Master’s hand.”
“The key is that the Sect Master isn’t even saying anything?”
“Am I seeing this wrong?”
In an instant, various murmurs and gossip spread among the crowd.
Seemingly noticing the reactions of these disciples, Yi Feng became even more audacious. Not only did he hold her hand, but he also pulled her into his embrace.
Shi Qingwu’s expression turned cold.
“Don’t go too far!” she said icily.
“If I don’t do this, who will believe you?” Yi Feng countered. “Don’t you want everyone to know you have a man? Look at the reactions of your little disciples. Isn’t this exactly what you need?”
Hearing this, Shi Qingwu pursed her lips and did not refute.
Her delicate face showed an indescribable expression.
Since childhood, apart from her closest family, no one had ever been this intimate with her…
Not long after, the three of them returned to the Hundred Refinements Hall.
As soon as they arrived, over a dozen elders swiftly approached.
Clearly, they had all heard the news—Shi Qingwu had brought a man back.
With grim expressions, they entered the hall.
Before they could speak, Shi Qingwu took the lead.
“I didn’t expect all of you to arrive so quickly. Since everyone is here, I might as well announce something.”
“This…”
She turned her gaze to Yi Feng, paused for a moment, and then continued, “This is my childhood sweetheart and the man I’ve chosen as my husband, Yi Feng.”
“Greetings, everyone. I am Yi Feng.”
Yi Feng stood up and gave a respectful bow, neither humble nor overbearing.
Although the elders had already heard the news before arriving, their expressions darkened further upon hearing this announcement. They completely ignored Yi Feng’s greeting.
“Sect Master, where did this childhood sweetheart come from? I’ve never heard of him before,” Elder Sun Zimei was the first to challenge, directing his question at Shi Qingwu.
“Do I need to report my childhood sweetheart to you, Elder Sun?” Shi Qingwu’s expression turned cold as she spoke.
“That’s not necessary,” Sun Zimei’s eyes narrowed as he replied. “We’re just concerned for you, Sect Master. After all, you are the leader of our sect, and your every move affects the entire sect. We’re just worried that you might be deceived by someone with ill intentions.”
“So, you don’t trust me?” Shi Qingwu sneered.
“It’s not that we don’t trust you, but we don’t trust him,” Sun Zimei said bluntly, not holding back.
Hearing this, Shi Qingwu’s expression turned icy.
Not trusting Yi Feng was the same as not trusting her.
However, she had anticipated that these people would cause trouble. Deep down, she knew that they would never believe that Yi Feng and she had such a relationship.
Using Yi Feng as a shield was merely a calculated move. As long as she insisted on it, even if they knew Yi Feng was a fake, there was little they could do.
“Sect Master, may I ask a few questions of this Young Master Yi?” Sun Zimei said leisurely.
Shi Qingwu’s sharp eyes flickered.
What she feared most was that Yi Feng might falter at this critical moment.
But she also understood that if she didn’t let Sun Zimei and the others have their way, they would not let the matter rest.
After a brief moment of contemplation, she nodded.
Sun Zimei fixed his sharp gaze on Yi Feng, scrutinizing him openly for several breaths before speaking.
“Young Master Yi, how can you prove that you are the Sect Master’s childhood sweetheart?” He didn’t ask about Yi Feng’s background or origins, knowing full well that if Shi Qingwu had brought him back, such details must have already been prepared.
So, he bypassed those questions and went straight to the point.
Before Yi Feng could respond, Sun Zimei added, “Young Master Yi, don’t bother using things that everyone already knows as proof…”
After saying this, he smirked.
This addition effectively blocked Yi Feng’s escape route. Unless Yi Feng could provide a convincing reason, any hesitation or inability to answer would lead to further challenges.
If Yi Feng was indeed a fake, he would inevitably reveal himself.
As expected, as soon as Sun Zimei finished speaking, Shi Qingwu’s expression changed.
She hadn’t prepared for this level of scrutiny, nor had she briefed Yi Feng on such details.
Noticing Shi Qingwu’s subtle change in expression, Sun Zimei and the other seven or eight elders couldn’t help but smile faintly.
In an instant, the gazes of everyone in the hall focused intently on Yi Feng.
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
