The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

"..."

Ye Chen pressed his temple.

Just how well did she remember that sentence?

"Who said you don't have clothes?"

Ye Chen raised his hand and swiped open the backpack panel.

slam-la-

The light flashed one after another.

Dozens of outfits fell onto the carpet, quickly piling up into a small mountain.

Combat suits, skirts, pajamas, underwear, stockings—they have it all.

Jiang Liyu looked at the pile of clothes in front of her, her gaze lingering on the top layer of misty white stockings.

After a two-second pause, she looked at Ye Chen again.

"Master bought so many?"

"The shop owner was too enthusiastic in his introduction."

Ye Chen picked up his rice bowl, his tone calm.

I bought a few sets on a whim.

Jiang Liyu glanced at the clothes that covered half the carpet, but did not expose the "several sets" mentioned.

"Pick something to wear later and come out with me."

"it is good."

Jiang Liyu reached out and untied the bath towel.

The snow-white bath towel slid down her body.

Her long, icy blue hair cascaded down her back, outlining her slender and well-proportioned figure.

next moment.

The blinding holy light occupied most of the projection.

The light was layered upon layered, completely obscuring even the outlines.

Viewers in the live stream could only see Jiang Liyu bend down and pick up a pair of misty white stockings from the pile of clothes.

"no!"

"Again?"

"Heavenly Dao, who are you guarding against?"

"We're all on the same side, what's wrong with letting us take a look!"

The protests had no effect.

The holy light was even brighter than before.

Left with no other option, the audience could only turn their attention to Ye Chen.

He continued eating his meal calmly, not at all a hypocrite, but rather openly observing as he ate.

However, his gaze remained largely unchanged.

This calm, ironically, caused the viewers who had previously chosen "2" to collectively break down.

[Youwen Ziyouwo]: "No... family members, is our Jiang Jianxian ugly?"

[Shen Yuan Empire—Zishen]:

"Ugly my foot! To say something outrageous, I... cough cough, just now when I looked at Patriarch Jiang's face, I imagined Patriarch Ye in his eyes..."

[Slightly Twitching Sprout]: "Holy crap! Did the person upstairs treat the unveiling ceremony like a movie and take off like that?!"

[Youwen Ziyouwo]: "That's really strange. How did Elder Ye manage to remain unmoved by a woman in his lap?!"

"Could it be... that Elder Ye is truly incapable?"

Within the projection.

Jiang Liyu had already put on her stockings.

She knelt beside Ye Chen, stretching one of her long legs out in front of him.

The misty white fabric clung to the lines of her legs, gleaming faintly under the magic crystal lights.

"Master, do I think my legs are beautiful?"

Ye Chen glanced at it.

"They're a good match."

Jiang Liyu moved forward a little.

"Master, could you please provide me with a set of clothes?"

Ye Chen put down his chopsticks and turned to look at the clothes piled up on the carpet.

"OK."

"Stand up."

Holy light once again covered the projection.

The audience could only vaguely see Ye Chen picking out a few pieces of clothing from the pile and then raising his hand to compare them with Jiang Liyu's figure.

"This one."

Wear this over your clothes.

"Tighten the belt a bit, it won't get in the way during combat."

Jiang Liyu quietly did as instructed.

When the holy light that had covered most of the scene dissipated, the two had already left the hotel.

Jiang Liyu followed beside Ye Chen.

Her long, icy blue hair reached her waist and was blown by the evening breeze.

She changed into a white and gold and turquoise belted dress with a clean cut that facilitated combat, and the outer layer of light gauze swayed gently with her steps.

White stockings encased her long, slender legs, with blue phoenix patterns extending upwards from the sides of her legs.

She no longer had the white spiritual mark between her brows from her second life, nor did she have the jade dragon horn ornaments at her temples, and she no longer possessed the oppressive aura of a sword immortal looking down upon all living beings.

But when she grasped Frostfall, the shadow of the future Jiang Jianxian was already faintly visible.

The live stream room immediately became lively.

"Wow!"

"Is this Jiang Jianxian in his beginner stage?"

"It already tastes like that!"

"These clothes were personally chosen by Elder Ye!"

"She says she has no interest, but she's already bought stockings for someone in her backpack!"

In the scene, Ye Chen was unaware that the audience of later generations was making up stories about him.

He led Jiang Liyu across the street outside the inn and headed straight for the arena located in the center of the safe zone.

It was nearly 8 p.m. at this time.

All the magic crystal lights on both sides of the street lit up.

More and more players headed to the arena, including many high-level players who had just returned from leveling up in the wild.

News of Ye Chen rescuing Jiang Liyu from the ant swarm has spread.

Many people recognized the two swords behind him.

Several female players walking together frequently turned around, their gazes constantly falling on Ye Chen.

"Is that Elder Ye...?"

"Gulp~"

"He's so handsome~ I want him so badly~"

Jiang Liyu paused for a moment.

She turned her head and glanced at the group of people who were speaking.

His previously calm gaze suddenly turned cold.

The female players were somewhat intimidated by her gaze, yet they still couldn't bear to look away from Ye Chen.

Jiang Liyu pursed her lips.

The next second, she grabbed Ye Chen's arm.

The distance between the two quickly closed.

Ye Chen felt a soft touch against his arm, and his steps slowed down by half a beat.

He looked down at Jiang Liyu.

Jiang Liyu, however, simply gazed ahead.

She was expressionless, her arms were tightly clasped together, and she deliberately swept her cold gaze over the female players.

The intention to assert sovereignty is already written all over their faces.

Ye Chen felt somewhat helpless.

"Xiao Jiang, don't get so close in public."

"I'm just yours..."

"Elder Ye!"

"Elder Ye! Wait for us!"

Suddenly a shout came from behind.

Ye Chen was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

He stopped and looked back.

John, Hong, Yun Cangsui, and their group of five were quickly chasing after them from the crowd.

From a distance, the group spotted Jiang Liyu clinging to Ye Chen's arm.

John's strange steps faltered.

Hong Ge also slowed down.

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously understood each other's meaning.

Help me out!

Promote the two ancestral masters!

This has potential!

The men immediately exchanged knowing smiles.

As they approached, all four men's eyes fell on Jiang Liyu at the same time.

It has to be said that Jiang Liyu, dressed in a dress, is completely different from before.

When she was cornered by the ant swarm, she was covered in blood, pale, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair.

Now that her injuries are under control and she has changed into clothes personally chosen by Ye Chen, her already cool and beautiful face is fully revealed.

John the Strange was the first to get into the zone.

He widened his eyes, deliberately feigning a stunned expression.

"Elder Ye, who is this?"

Ye Chen paused for a moment.

"My apprentice."

"oh!"

John drew out his voice.

"My apprentice!"

He quickly adjusted his breastplate, then revealed the broadsword behind him, giving Jiang Liyu what he considered a handsome smile.

"Hey fairy, you can ask me to team up next time!"

"While my level may not be as high as Elder Ye's, protecting my teammates is definitely not a problem!"

Hong Ge quickly followed.

"You can contact me!"

"I can explore the map quickly and know several monster spawn points, which guarantees efficient leveling!"

Yun Cang then opened his folding fan and winked at Jiang Liyu.

"Miss, are you free after your meeting later?"

"Would you do me the honor of having a drink with me?"

Even the man in the group who always carried a long spear spoke up, which was quite rare.

"Follow me, we can level up together."

Jiang Liyu did not answer.

She turned her face away and quietly observed Ye Chen's reaction.

Ye Chen's expression did not change much.

But as he stood between Jiang Liyu and the others, his voice was a few decibels lower than before.

"This is my apprentice."

"You don't need to worry about leveling up."

John tried hard to suppress his laughter.

"Elder Ye, we meant well."

"yes."

Hong nodded in agreement.

"You can't possibly take your apprentice with you all the time, can you?"

"If she needs more people to form a team in the future, we can definitely fill in for her."

Ye Chen glanced at them for a few seconds.

He didn't argue further, but turned around and grabbed Jiang Liyu's hand.

"I'm gone."

Jiang Liyu was led forward by him.

At first, Ye Chen only held her wrist.

As he walked through the crowded throng, his palm slid down until he finally grasped her hand completely.

Their fingers are intertwined.

Jiang Liyu looked down at their clasped hands.

Master's palm was very warm, and he held her even tighter than when he saved her.

She raised her eyes again and looked at Ye Chen's profile.

Ye Chen remained calm, his gaze fixed ahead, but his pace was a bit faster than usual.

Jiang Liyu's lips curled up slightly.

She turned to look at John Strange and the others.

Five people were standing at the back.

John the Stranger was clenching his fist and giving her a thumbs-up.

Hong Ge gave a thumbs up.

Yun Cang then closed his folding fan and mouthed the following words silently:

"Take him down!"

Jiang Liyu's smile widened even more.

She looked away and quickened her pace to catch up with Ye Chen.

Their shoulders were almost touching.

Then, Jiang Liyu tiptoed slightly and whispered in Ye Chen's ear.

The warm breath fell on his earlobe.

"Master."

Ye Chen did not stop walking.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Liyu looked at his slightly tense jaw and a smile appeared in her eyes.

Are you jealous?

Ye Chen tightened his grip on her hand.

"no."

"oh."

Jiang Liyu did not expose him.

She simply tightened her grip on Ye Chen's fingers, a hint of pleasure creeping into her cool voice.

"Then why is Master holding on so tightly?"

Ye Chen remained silent for a moment.

"There are a lot of people here."

I'm afraid you'll get lost.

"Disciple understands."

Jiang Liyu moved even closer to him.

"Then Master must hold on tight."

"It's best if you never let go in this lifetime."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

I don't know whose lips curled up, I only know that I wrote "hehehe" in a strange laugh.