Just as Luo Hao’s face flushed with anger from Ye Chuan’s provocation, Luo Xi stepped out and asked curiously, "What’s going on? Why does it look like you two are about to fight?"
Luo Hao turned his face away, sulking like a wronged child.
Seriously? You’re the one acting aggrieved now?
Meanwhile, Ye Chuan remained smiling faintly. Seeing this, Luo Xi first glanced at Luo Hao before addressing Ye Chuan,
"Chuan, what happened just now?"
"Nothing much. This guy just wanted me to help clean up, and I refused," Ye Chuan said. "Then he seemed a bit upset."
Luo Hao immediately retorted, "It’s just a small favor. Why are you so stingy? Are you even a man?"
Ye Chuan’s smile widened, though his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Don’t I have a point, Luo Xi?" Luo Hao also turned to Luo Xi for validation.
"Of course," Luo Xi replied.
Just as Luo Hao was about to smirk triumphantly at Ye Chuan, Luo Xi continued,
"Of course you’re not making sense. Chuan isn’t even part of our club. You can ask for help, but you can’t force him—he has no obligation to do it."
"Chuan, just wait here for me, okay?"
Luo Hao’s budding smirk froze instantly. Ye Chuan simply said to Luo Xi, "Hurry up. If you take too long, I’m leaving."
"Got it, got it! I’ll be quick!"
Luo Xi immediately rushed off to finish her tasks. Watching this unfold, Luo Hao was filled with confusion. Why did their dynamic seem so harmonious when Ye Chuan clearly didn’t treat Luo Xi well?
I’m gentle, handsome, and leagues ahead of Ye Chuan in every way. How does he even compare?
Luo Hao snorted coldly, lowering his voice as he glared at Ye Chuan. "Just you wait. She’ll be mine sooner or later… And you? You’re nothing but a brute who only knows how to throw punches."
"Oh?" Ye Chuan’s smile took on a dangerous edge. His fingers twitched, and in the next moment, he produced a talisman.
[Item: Ghost-Summoning Talisman
Effect: When used on any target, induces hallucinations for 24 hours (effectiveness varies based on the target’s strength)]
This was one of the little "toys" Lan Xiaoke had dropped for him. While it likely wasn’t lethal, experiencing a horror movie firsthand sounded like fun.
He reached out and slapped the talisman onto Luo Hao’s back. In an instant, it vanished without a trace.
Ye Chuan stroked his chin with amusement, already looking forward to their next encounter. If Luo Hao still didn’t learn his lesson, he’d gladly use all of Lan Xiaoke’s little "toys" on him.
Free of charge—every single one!
Instead of crushing an ant outright, he’d opted for psychological horror. Truly, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, I’m just too merciful!
Luo Hao only felt a slight itch on his back. He scratched it absentmindedly, noticing nothing unusual, and returned to the clubroom.
Less than ten minutes later, Luo Xi finished cleaning and dashed out. "Let’s go! Daddy’s treating you to ice cream."
"Mm."
……
As they left the school gates, Luo Xi brought up Luo Hao again. "He was giving you trouble earlier, wasn’t he? I’ll talk to him properly tomorrow."
"How are you planning to do that?"
"By making it clear you’re my boyfriend and telling him to stop acting weird." Luo Xi raised a tiny fist. "You don’t like him, right? Then I won’t like him either."
Her relationship with Luo Hao was purely as clubmates—they weren’t even friends. Plus, she found his arrogance off-putting.
"Hmm~" Ye Chuan rubbed his chin. Truthfully, he was curious about the talisman’s effects. It ought to be entertaining.
Walking side by side with Luo Xi on their way home, she suddenly looped her arm through his.
"What’s this? Getting handsy?" Ye Chuan glanced at her as her fingers slipped into his sleeve.
"I’m not doing anything! You make me sound like some kind of pervert." Luo Xi lightly scratched his arm with her nails, giggling.
"I think you are. You used to parade around in front of me wearing so little—pretty sure you were trying to seduce me." Ye Chuan smirked, convinced she’d been thirsting after him for ages.
"That’s not true!"
"Tsk tsk, hard to say. And if you’re gonna hug my arm, at least position it in the middle. That way, it’s more comfortable for me."
"Oh?" Luo Xi responded by pressing her "slime" against him.
……
They arrived at Luo Xi’s home around 5 or 6 PM. Ye Chuan carried a cake they’d ordered for delivery.
The familiar old apartment complex greeted them. Perhaps because sunlight rarely reached inside, the air felt slightly cooler than outside.
"Chuan, I haven’t told my parents about us yet," Luo Xi whispered as they climbed the stairs.
"Fine by me. A secret relationship has its own thrill."
"Ugh, no! I just haven’t found the right time yet." Luo Xi blushed at the thought. She planned to tell Luo's father and Luo's mother when the moment felt right.
"Whatever you prefer." Ye Chuan wasn’t in a rush.
At the door, Luo Xi unlocked it with a click. The familiar scent of medicine wafted out.
"You’re back." The moment they stepped inside to change shoes, Luo's mother’s voice greeted them. She wasn’t bedridden this time—instead, she stood in the kitchen, preparing dinner.
Though worn and frail, Luo Xi’s beauty clearly came from her mother. The woman smiled faintly at Ye Chuan, a glimpse of her youthful charm still visible.
"Mom, I told you I’d handle this! You shouldn’t be working." Luo Xi hurried over upon seeing her mother prepping ingredients.
"If I stay in bed all day, my bones will turn to dust," Luo's mother replied, shaking her head before turning to Ye Chuan.
"Xiao Chuan, your family’s medicine worked wonders. I can finally get out of bed—it’s truly miraculous."
"Just a small thing. As long as it helped. Our family has other traditional remedies too—tonics for health and vitality. Once I figure them out, I’ll let you try them. Guaranteed to make you twenty years younger. Uncle Luo won’t be able to take his eyes off you."
"Ah, your silver tongue hasn’t changed a bit." Luo's mother laughed, though she couldn’t help feeling a flicker of hope.
After all, Luo's father had worked so hard caring for them. She genuinely wanted to give him another child.
"Xi Xi, take Xiao Chuan to your room to relax. I’ve got this covered."
"But I want to help!"
"It’s fine. Go on." Luo's mother added, "And remember to close the door."
"Huh?"
Luo Xi had no choice but to lead Ye Chuan to her room and shut the door behind them.
"Why did Mom tell me to close the door?" she wondered aloud.
“So we can do things, obviously.” Ye Chuan flopped onto her bed without hesitation, only to roll over and spot a pair of little bear panties beside the pillow.
"Still wearing stuff like this at your age?" He picked them up with a grin.
"Eek! Give those back!" Luo Xi lunged at him, only to tumble straight into his arms.
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