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Chapter 86 Last words?

Shang Xingjian slept for a very long time, so long that if he weren't still breathing, Cheng Mai would have thought he had died.

Cheng Mai squatted down beside him, his finger probing the tip of his nose. His breathing seemed normal, but what if it wasn't accurate?
So she silently placed her palm on Shang Xingjian's chest, trying to feel his heartbeat.

Thump thump thump…

They jumped quite fast.

Furthermore, it's truly illogical that someone like Shang Xingjian, who does nothing but eat and sleep, actually has pectoral muscles.

As Cheng Mai was thinking, his hand was suddenly covered by someone. "Taking advantage of me?"

Shang Xingjian, still looking sleepy, looked at Cheng Mai with a half-smile.

Cheng Mai calmly withdrew his hand. "What advantage do you have over me? It's just that it's time to leave work. You can't expect me to leave on my own. What if something happens to me?"

After a moment of clarity, Shang Xingjian sat up and chuckled, cursing "cold-blooded." He was finally fully energized.

"It's time to get off work and have dinner. Let's go." Shang Xingjian stretched and got up to find something to eat.

Cheng Mai stared at the ceiling speechlessly for a while, then followed him out. "All you do is eat all day long. Where have you put all that food?"

Shang Xingjian just smiled without saying a word, and remained lazy as he entered the elevator. "Eating is the same as making hand-ground coffee. Do you think hand-ground coffee really tastes that good in the end? You rich people still like that kind of fancy thing. The process is the most important."

Cheng Mai: "..." Suddenly, he felt like he was being subtly implied.

The two left the company and did not go to a restaurant or hotel, but went home. Before leaving get off work in the afternoon, Cheng Mai told the housekeeper to cook dinner and leave, so there should be dinner at home now.

There was dinner at home, but the two seemed to have forgotten a very serious problem: they came home late, the food was cold, and they didn't know how to use the microwave.
"Is this too much trouble?" Shang Xingjian said, rolling up his sleeves to get on the field himself.

The little dragon wrapped around his wrist thought its chance to shine had come, and it spewed out a mouthful of heavenly fire, and then...

The smoke alarm went off deafeningly, and the desktop was completely ablaze.

Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian, who used a Water Flowing Technique to extinguish the fire and clear the smoke. "This was an accident. I didn't mean to use this move."

The table, which was originally full of color, aroma and flavor, is now soaked to the bone. Putting aside the taste, at least in this state, it certainly makes one lose their appetite.

In the end, Cheng Mai found two bowls of instant noodles, which became their only dinner for the day.

"I'm curious, your ex-wife must be a very good cook." Otherwise, this man would starve to death. And although the small house was old and dilapidated, it was kept clean, which showed that she was a very hardworking person.

Shang Xingjian was still happy while eating instant noodles. "I don't know how." Shang Xingjian thought about it seriously. "I don't know anything. I'm used to being waited on hand and foot."

Cheng Mai felt he was slandering her, "What do you like about someone like that?"

"Some people have been tired for too long, so it's only right that they be pampered for a lifetime."

Cheng Mai stirred his instant noodles, watching the person sitting next to him eating heartily. He must have loved his ex-wife very, very much.

"Can you tell me what kind of person she is?" Cheng Mai didn't know what she was thinking. She probably felt like she was asking for trouble, but she just wanted to ask. Shang Xingjian didn't expect her to ask this question. After finishing the last bite of noodles, he seemed to be thinking about how to describe that person. "Pretentious, heroic, bad-tempered, gets angry at the slightest thing, and most importantly, not very bright."

Cheng Mai: "..." It sounds like he's being insulted.

However, the way Shang Xingjian said these words was filled with tenderness.

"Oh, right, and most importantly, he likes to say one thing but mean another." Shang Xingjian added fearlessly, "Tell me, besides me, no one else could tolerate someone like that."

"So you killed him," Cheng Mai coldly reminded him.

Shang Xingjian burst out laughing. Seeing that Cheng Mai was having trouble eating, he kindly stole half of her instant noodles. "This tells us that we need to be a little selfish. If one day, and I mean if, the same choice is placed in front of you, remember that if the sky falls, you can't hold it up by yourself."

Cheng Mai frowned. While looking at Shang Xingjian, he had already mindlessly started eating the instant noodles he had stolen.

Cheng Mai stirred the few noodles he had left. "What do you mean by that?"

"So, do you have other flavors of instant noodles? I like Lao Tan's pickled cabbage." Shang Xingjian said, already eating his instant noodles while looking for new ones.

Cheng Mai watched Shang Xingjian's departing figure, then looked out the window at the night sky, which had clearly cleared up considerably. What did it mean that the sky had collapsed?
Cheng Mai lowered his eyes, his fingertips gently tracing the shape of the instant noodle box, a vague unease creeping into his heart.

"If Xuanhe Technology really does divide the human realm and the spirit realm into regions, you need to think about this: what will happen to the ghost realm?" Shang Xingjian leaned against the kitchen doorway, unusually serious in his conversation with Cheng Mai.

"The Spirit Realm?" Cheng Mai asked, puzzled.

"I'm too lazy to categorize everything except humans and ghosts. Just consider them all to be from the spirit world." Shang Xingjian seemed to be getting impatient.

Cheng Mai's lips twitched. This was supposed to be a reason?

“Xuanhe Technology is in charge of the Spirit Realm. Large monsters like them definitely can’t live in the city, but small monsters like Huhu, who are not malicious, can actually work with humans, as long as they are under Xuanhe’s supervision. As for the Ghost Realm…” Cheng Mai hadn’t thought about this issue yet, since the system was not fully established yet.

"Don't rush, you have time to think it over. I'm just reminding you that the needs of the human world and the spirit world are different, but the space is only so big. Human hearts are unpredictable, and so are demon hearts. If you let them live together, you have to consider whether trouble will arise over time."

Cheng Mai looked up at Shang Xingjian, his sudden seriousness making it a little unusual, "Isn't there still you?"

Shang Xingjian suddenly laughed, went over and ruffled her hair, "Trying to slack off? Dream on. This is your problem, don't drag me into it."

Cheng Mai pushed his hand away with disdain and looked at Shang Xingjian seriously, "Are you planning something lately? Are you in danger?"

I have a feeling that Jian from the business has been giving his last words lately.

“Nonsense, what in this world could possibly pose a danger to me?” Shang Xingjian said arrogantly. Cheng Mai looked at the back of his hand, which had been bitten by a poisonous snake not long ago.

Shang Xingjian coughed lightly, seemingly unconcerned. "That was an accident."

Little Tianlong leaned on Shang Xingjian's wrist and muttered, "Yes, yes, it was an accident. If we hadn't heard someone shouting, this wouldn't have happened."

The sound was very soft, but Cheng Mai vaguely heard something.

"Who's speaking?" Cheng Mai looked toward Shang Xingjian's wrist, following the sound.