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A sixth-grade spiritual fruit.

One night of protection.

This kindness is immense.

I wonder what Luo Chen will do next?

She secretly glanced at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen smiled and extended his hand: "Miss Ning, please have a seat."

She didn't hesitate and sat down naturally.

Luo Chen protected her all night last night, but he had no ill intentions whatsoever.

If he really wanted to do something, she was completely unprepared in that room and had no power to resist.

Ning Fei couldn't help but feel a little more trust in him.

She even developed some curiosity about this man.

What is he after?

Ning Fei raised her eyes and said solemnly, "Thank you, Patriarch Luo, for bestowing the spiritual fruit and protecting me. However, I am foolish and do not understand why Patriarch Luo would help me in this way?"

A sixth-grade spiritual fruit is no ordinary thing.

Even the elders of the Fierce Blade Sect wouldn't just casually give it away.

Many senior and junior brothers in the sect came to win her favor with gifts.

She understood what that meant.

He wanted to pursue her and become her Daoist partner.

At this moment, she also wondered if Luo Chen had the same thought.

She looked up at Luo Chen.

The man's face was clearly defined in the morning light.

He was aloof, yet had a touch of roguish charm.

If he brings it up later, should I agree?

The moment this thought popped into Ning Fei's head, her heart skipped a beat.

My ears started burning again.

Seeing Ning Fei's flustered appearance, Luo Chen's smile deepened.

The girl's thoughts were written all over her face; she would frown one moment and blush the next, just like turning the pages of a book.

He knew perfectly well what she was worried about.

Anyone who had a strange man stay overnight, offering them spiritual fruit and acting as their protector, would have some doubts.

Moreover, she still owed him a favor, so he was on edge.

"Miss Ning, please don't take it to heart."

Luo Chen spoke casually, picked up the wine pot and poured himself another cup, "I have a bit of a strange temper. I'm willing to be friends with those I like, and those I don't like are just good-for-nothings. And it has nothing to do with status, it's all about character."

He raised his glass and looked at Ning Fei through the amber liquid. "Although I don't know how Miss Ning sees me, I have always appreciated and admired Miss Ning since she appeared in my life."

Ning Fei was stunned.

Approval? Appreciation?

Is that all?

No other thoughts?

She looked at Luo Chen's face, trying to find some clue.

But his face was very open and honest, his eyes were clear and clean, without anything hidden or concealed.

Ning Fei felt a weight lifted from her heart, but the other half remained unsettled.

She has lived for twenty years and has met many men.

Which of her fellow disciples wasn't trying to get close to her indirectly?

People send pills, magical artifacts, or find excuses to spar; they use all sorts of tricks, but their purpose is the same.

But this person in front of her gave her a sixth-grade spiritual fruit, stayed by her side all night, and then just said "appreciation and recognition" and that was it?

Either they genuinely don't have that intention, or they're just hiding it too well.

Ning Fei coughed lightly, suppressing the jumbled thoughts in her mind: "Ahem, Patriarch Luo, your temperament is indeed a bit strange, but just because of that, you gave me a sixth-grade spirit fruit? I will remember this kindness."

She emphasized the words "sixth-grade spiritual fruit," as if reminding Luo Chen, and also as reminding herself.

A sixth-grade rank, not a cabbage.

Why would you give someone away like that?

Luo Chen put down his wine glass and smiled.

"It seems Miss Ning is still frightened. This spiritual fruit was a gift I gave voluntarily; it's nothing more than a favor. However, you owe me a debt of gratitude for helping the Gu family, which you must repay."

Ning Fei's heart tightened suddenly.

coming.

Still here.

She knew it wouldn't be that simple.

Spiritual fruit is spiritual fruit, and human relationships are human relationships; they are two different things.

This person is incredibly shrewd.

She took a deep breath, straightened her back a bit, and her expression became serious.

"I wonder how the Luo family wants me to repay this favor? I will do my best as long as it is within my power."

He spoke frankly, but his heart was pounding.

What if he makes some unreasonable request? Should I agree or not?

A Foundation Establishment stage maidservant guarding the gate—the true nature of this person's intentions is completely unfathomable.

If he really makes some unreasonable request, can I refuse it?

Ning Fei's fingers clenched tightly inside her sleeve.

Luo Chen glanced at her and then smiled.

The girl's shoulders were tense with nervousness. She seemed like a very composed person, so why did she lose her composure in front of him?

He took a letter out of his pocket, placed it on the stone table, pressed it down with two fingers, and slowly pushed it in front of Ning Fei.

"Miss Ning, don't be nervous, it's very simple."

He paused, a signature smile playing on his lips. "Please give this letter to Yao Ruobai for me."

Ning Fei looked down at the letter on the table, then looked up with disbelief.

"It's...it's that simple?"

She thought Luo Chen would propose some tricky conditions.

Deliver a letter?

Just one letter?

What kind of favor is this?

She stared at Luo Chen, her eyes practically overflowing with doubt.

"If someone owes me a favor, then it's definitely not that simple."

Luo Chen said slowly, then looked up at her, "It's because Miss Ning owes me a favor."

Ning Fei's pretty face instantly flushed.

The heat surged up from the base of my neck and burned all the way to the tips of my ears.

What does he mean by saying that?

Is this an implication?

What does "Who made Miss Ning owe me a favor" mean?

Why is it that other people can't owe her money, but she can?

The discriminatory treatment in these words is far too obvious.

Ning Fei lowered her eyelashes, not daring to meet Luo Chen's gaze.

In her twenty years of life, this was the first time her heart had skipped a beat because of a single sentence.

Why does this person talk like that?

He can casually throw out a sentence that leaves people pondering for ages.

She bit her lower lip, suppressing the panic in her heart, and reached for the letter on the table.

"Alright, since Patriarch Luo trusts me, I will definitely deliver this letter to Senior Sister Yao, as a way of repaying your favor."

Ning Fei carefully put the letter into her storage bag, then looked up, her gaze becoming more serious. "I just don't know if there's anything else you need my help with?"

She asked the question cautiously, her gaze sweeping over Luo Chen's face.

She never believed it would be that simple.

A sixth-grade spiritual fruit, a night of protection—she owes him more than just one favor.

Even if sending a letter makes up for one, what about the kindness of the spirit fruit?

She waited for Luo Chen to speak, and was even prepared for him to bring up something else.

"That's all."

Luo Chen uttered two words, crisp and clean, without even a superfluous trailing sound.

Ning Fei was completely stunned.

Is it really gone?

Can you settle both favors with just one letter?

This person is too easy to talk to!

Or is it that he simply doesn't care about that sixth-grade spirit fruit?

Ning Fei felt a mix of emotions, a sense of relief mixed with a touch of disappointment.

They didn't take her anxiety seriously at all.

She was just figuring things out on her own from beginning to end.

Luo Chen stood up, looked at Ning Fei calmly.

"The time I agreed to meet with the Gu family is approaching, and I should head to Luosha City. Miss Ning, if you wish to go, you may come with me."