Lin Yu was curious to see how Little Chi planned to answer the question in his heart.
There was no way he could infer from such a random, out-of-the-blue question that Little Chi had feelings for him.
Besides...
Girls hated guys who were blindly overconfident.
Unless you were ten thousand percent certain you knew what a girl was thinking,
you shouldn’t casually speculate about her intentions.
Total turnoff!
Chi Qingchi took a big gulp of her hawthorn yogurt drink.
Her eyes began darting around again.
Girls had a go-to tactic.
When the other person asked something too ambiguous and awkward to answer,
there was a standard reply they could use...
“Take a guess!”
“Guess why I asked you?”
Lin Yu: “...”
What a sly second child of the Chi family!
Not only had she failed to answer his question,
she had kicked the ball straight back into his court.
It was practically like saying:
Why did I ask you? Look for the reason in yourself! Don’t you know what’s going on?
At a time like this, if he went along with Little Chi and actually gave her an answer,
he would basically be helping her smooth things over.
The motive behind her question would be completely brushed aside.
Normally,
Lin Yu might really have had no way of dealing with Little Chi.
But now?
He was the one being asked for a favor, not the one asking for one.
What the hell did he have to be afraid of?
Lin Yu pointed at himself, wearing an incredulous expression.
“Me? You want me to guess?”
“Are you sure you want me to guess?”
“Then when we’re having barbecue later, I’ll take my time and give it a good guess...”
The moment she heard that,
Little Chi panicked.
How could she possibly fail to understand the meaning behind Lin Yu’s words?
As they talked,
she had nearly forgotten that she was the one who needed Little Lin’s help!
Chi Qingchi hurriedly put on her honest, well-behaved act again.
“Oh, come on, that’s not what I meant, Little Lin!”
“When we eat barbecue, we should focus on eating barbecue. Who has time to think about anything else?”
“We should stay focused later. As for why I asked you that...”
“I feel like you must have guessed something already. You’re just deliberately refusing to say it!”
“If you and my sister aren’t in some ambiguous relationship—or dating...”
“Then I’ll feel more at ease.”
Chi Qingchi was no longer merely dropping hints!
This was a flat-out declaration!
The hardest fellow disciple in the sect to win over had suddenly hit the fast lane.
Such a change
left Lin Yu feeling a little unaccustomed to it.
Usually, whenever someone underwent a major shift in their feelings,
the system would issue a corresponding assessment mission.
But this time,
nothing had appeared on Little Chi.
That was exactly why, when Lin Yu had first arrived at the private theater,
he hadn’t taken this time alone with her seriously at all.
He had thought he had gotten the intel in advance.
Who would have thought
that this intelligence would nearly tie his hands instead?
Could it be that taking things all the way with Little Chi...
wouldn’t require any special trial mission?
Of course,
there was another possibility...
The competitive eating contest!
If he wanted to max out the intimacy between them,
the key factor might very well lie in that eating contest.
“Little Chi, don’t toy with me on purpose.”
“I...”
“am not the kind of guy who gets involved casually!”
“If I get serious, you’ll be the one in trouble!”
Chi Qingchi immediately cupped her cheeks in both hands, a rare blush rising to her face.
Little Lin’s response just now...
Did that count as him saying he kind of felt that way about her too?
Hmph!
She’d practically been dropping hints already!
And Little Lin was still being so vague.
Would it kill him to just say it outright?
“I-I’m not that easy, you know!”
“Hmph, you say that like I am.”
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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
