After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

It was as if the ice and snow had just melted, revealing the delicate flowers underneath.

Xiao Sheng's heart raced as he watched, and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

Damn, this woman has become even more beautiful in just a few days.

That skin, that figure, that aura...

That's absolutely fucking amazing!

I'll give her the gift later and praise her a bit; she'll definitely develop a good impression of me.

After a few days, when our feelings have deepened, this holy son will find another opportunity...

As Xiao Sheng pondered this in his heart, a smile that he considered charming curled at the corner of his lips.

He took a deep breath and was about to step forward—

However, the next moment, he was stunned.

Because another figure actually emerged from the cave!

He was a young man—

He wore a blue robe, had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly pursed thin lips.

He is very handsome and has a calm and composed demeanor.

At this moment, he was walking beside her, reaching out to support Xiao Xiyue in an intimate manner.

The two stood side by side, and they looked surprisingly well-matched.

The surrounding area instantly erupted in chaos!

"Holy crap! Who is this?! There's another man in Senior Sister Xiao's cave!"

"This...this is impossible! Senior Sister Xiyue has always been averse to men, how could she..."

"This person looks so much like Lin Fengmian! He's the husband of that Saintess Nangong!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's him! I've seen him before! It's Lin Fengmian!"

"Heavens! How could he be in Senior Sister Xiyue's cave! And... and he's been staying there for several days!"

Exclamations rose and fell, all the disciples staring wide-eyed in disbelief as if they had seen a ghost.

Xiao Sheng's smile froze.

He stared intently at the figure in the blue robe, his eyes gradually turning red.

Xiao Huohuo, who was standing to the side, also changed his expression drastically and quickly stepped forward, whispering:

"Brother, this person is Lin Fengmian!"

Xiao Sheng was fine until he heard the name "Lin Fengmian," at which point his expression became incredibly interesting.

First, I was stunned, then incredulous, then furious, and finally... humiliated!

He felt a surge of anger rush to his head, and his whole body was trembling!

I've been waiting here like an idiot for ages!

I waited from morning until noon, and from noon until afternoon!

The results of it?

It turned out that the other party was in the cave with another man...

Xiao Sheng's gaze fell on Xiao Xiyue again—

Her somewhat stiff gait, the rosy glow of a mature wife, the lingering springtime in her eyes...

He knew perfectly well what had happened between the lone man and woman in the cave these past few days!

Oh shit!

Xiao Sheng roared inwardly, a surge of anger rising within him that almost set him ablaze!

He turned his head sharply to look at Xiao Huohuo, his voice hoarse:

"This guy, is he the good-for-nothing you were talking about?"

Xiao Huohuo trembled at his gaze and nodded repeatedly:

"Yes...yes, big brother, it's him."

Xiao Sheng took a deep breath, then another, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He turned his head and stared intently at Lin Fengmian, his eyes surging with murderous intent.

OK!

very good!

A piece of trash dares to steal a woman from this holy son!

And they snatched three at once!

Chu Qingyi, Nangong Li, Xiao Xiyue...

They're all things that this Holy Son has his eye on!

Xiao Sheng felt as if his head was covered in a bright green color.

He gritted his teeth, speaking each word with venom:

"Lin! Feng! Mian!"

The voice was as if squeezed out from between teeth, icy cold.

Lin Fengmian was supporting his young wife when they stepped out of the cave and sensed a group of people standing outside.

It was densely packed, a dark mass.

Leading the group was a handsome young man in a brocade robe, standing with his hands behind his back and a gentle smile on his lips. Behind him followed a group of disciples, who surrounded him like stars around the moon.

Huh? What's going on?

Lin Fengmian frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the group of people.

The way these people looked at him was a mixture of jealousy, anger, disdain, and a hint of schadenfreude.

It was as if he had done something that would incur divine wrath and public resentment.

Before Lin Fengmian could figure out what was going on, a figure stepped forward and came to the two of them.

The person who arrived was none other than Xiao Sheng.

He stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in fine clothes and with a jade belt at his waist, exuding a composure and majesty of someone who had long held a high position.

But those eyes remained fixed on Xiao Xiyue, their gaze filled with a mixture of fervor and suppressed anger.

Although he was angry inside, he still maintained his composure on the surface.

With so many disciples watching, if I were to go forward and cause trouble again, what would they think of me?

How could a holy son be so narrow-minded as to publicly lose his temper over a woman?

If this gets out, it will damage his reputation.

not to mention……

Xiao Sheng glanced at Lin Fengmian, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"A mere waste furnace cauldron that has just entered the inner sect, how dare he be my opponent?"

He was very confident that Xiao Xiyue was with Lin Fengmian only because he hadn't come out of seclusion before.

After all, he is the Holy Son of the Heavenly Profound Holy Land, a genius that appears only once in a century!

And what about Lin Fengmian?

He's nothing but a useless person with five spiritual roots, a vessel for rising to power by relying on women!

As long as he demonstrates the proper demeanor and strength, Xiao Xiyue will naturally understand who is the person she can entrust her life to.

Thinking of this, Xiao Sheng smiled confidently.

He completely ignored Lin Fengmian, stepped forward, and spoke to Xiao Xiyue:

"Junior Sister Xiao, it's been a long time."

His voice was gentle and his attitude was friendly, as if he were a long-lost friend.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiyue remained expressionless and spoke calmly:

"Senior Brother Xiao."

His tone was neither warm nor cold, revealing neither joy nor anger.

She looked at the familiar face before her, but felt nothing.

In the past, she might have looked up to him because of his status and talent.

But now...

For some reason, ever since she began cultivating with Lin Fengmian, any remaining goodwill she had for Xiao Sheng had vanished.

She recalled that the other party had seemed to have hinted at wanting to marry her and become her Daoist partner.

At that time, she neither explicitly agreed nor refused.

But now...

She found herself unable to imagine what it would be like to be in the same room as Xiao Sheng.

That body, that face, that aura...

It would only make her feel unfamiliar, or even somewhat disgusted.

And what about Lin Fengmian?

His scent captivated her; his embrace made her feel safe; his kisses made her succumb...

Thinking of this, Xiao Xiyue's cheeks flushed slightly.

She lowered her eyelids and stopped looking at Xiao Sheng.

But deep down, I understand—

Now, I am completely transformed from body to mind into Lin Fengmian.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to accept anyone else in this lifetime.

Seeing that the other party was so indifferent and didn't even look at him properly, Xiao Sheng felt a little displeased.

He turned his gaze to Lin Fengmian beside him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"You're Lin Fengmian?"