Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

"Yes, we are engaged, so he left me here to support me."

"what?"

So that's how it is? A-Fu blinked, not expecting that Dong Yi and Mr. Chen Ming were actually engaged.

Afu lowered her eyes slightly, her tone somewhat complicated—

"I see..."

Dong nodded slightly and said—

"Hmm... Although he can be quite awful and lecherous at times, he's not bad. He can cook, earn money, and is in good health. I heard he used to exercise a lot... It seems like being around him is not bad."

"Really... I am a little envious..."

Finding someone to share life with is a kind of luck. Afu looked at her palm; she had been focused on cultivation and hadn't considered those things.

but now……

I'm actually a little envious.

Dong Yi, puzzled, asked—

"What are you envious of?"

"Hmm... I don't have someone like that, so I'm a little envious of you."

Ah Fu said—

"I guess I'm... not very likable? I only care about studying, and I'm also quite thin."

"Yeah, people like flat-chested girls too. I remember Chen Ming once said something like, 'Big-breasted monsters, stay away. I'll always like flat-chested girls.'"

"Huh? No, that can't be right."

"I think he's serious..."

A-Fu blushed, gently covered her chest with her hand, lowered her head, and whispered—

"If he were to marry me, would he be willing...?"

Chapter 72: Will you be my dowry maid?

Dongyi heard Afu's soft muttering to himself and couldn't help but tilt his head. He felt that Afu did seem to lack confidence, just as Chen Ming had said.

She thought for a moment and said—

"I heard from Chen Ming that you two have met before."

"Yes, thanks to Mr. Chen Ming's great care, I now have the courage to move forward."

Afu clenched his fist. In the past, she only focused on cultivation, so she would be at a loss if she encountered setbacks here. But now it was different. He was willing to be her fallback plan; if she failed, she could go to him for refuge.

I'm much more at ease now.

Looking at Afu's serious expression, Dongyi realized it wasn't just polite talk. She shook her head and said—

"He just likes to meddle in other people's business."

"Yes, very gentle."

"……gentle?"

Dong Yi touched the red handprint on his leg, his lips twitched, and he said—

“Look at me, I’m all red from his beating. Where’s the gentleness? He even drew graffiti on other people’s bodies. He’s so mean.”

Looking at Dong Yi's long, white legs, A Fu gently lifted her loose shorts, revealing a black turtle, which was actually drawn quite cutely.

Chen Ming had tried painting before.

Later, realizing he wasn't cut out for it, he gave up.

Ah Fu smiled and said—

"Dongyi, you weren't really angry. It was like a joke between close friends."

"...No, that's not it."

Dong curled his lip and said—

"Anyway, he's not a good person. He probably just took a fancy to you and got lustful at first sight. And you still think he's gentle."

Will it?

Afu didn't think he had any ulterior motives. Cultivators are quite sensitive to people's hearts, and she could sense that he was just helping her naturally.

Dong Yi said—

"Why ask if he will marry you? You are a genius among us sword immortals. It's probably because he's not good enough for you. It's his honor that you're worthy of him."

Afu hurriedly waved his hand and said—

"What... What does this have to do with whether someone is a sword immortal or not? Matters of the heart aren't about who's better at fighting. I think Mr. Chen Ming is really a good person."

"..."

Afu blurted out a bunch of things in a panic, but as soon as they left his mouth, he realized something was wrong. Dongyi was also a little stunned.

Huh? No way?

She looked at Afu in front of her, but Afu secretly looked away.

Dong Yi stroked his chin and said—

"Ah Fu... are you serious?"

"No, no... I've only known Mr. Chen Ming for one day..."

Afu lowered her head, thought for a moment, and added—

"Moreover, Mr. Chen Ming may not think highly of me... I don't seem to know anything else besides cultivation, and I would need him to teach me."

Dong Yi held his head and said—

"Wow, what kind of spell did he cast on you?"

"Really, there isn't any..."

In Dong Yi's eyes, A Fu had always been a symbol of composure and strength, so why was he blushing like a young girl in love at this moment?

He doesn't look like a sword immortal master at all.

Dongyi rested his chin on his hand and said—

"Even if you don't have it now, I think you'll still end up like that, right?"

Dong Yi is actually very perceptive. She saw through Lucifer's kind nature before, and now she can also see that A Fu has developed feelings for Chen Ming.

moved.

Ah Fu, feeling her gaze, whispered—

"sorry."

"what?"

"I've fallen for your fiancé."

"It's okay, anyway, there are still quite a few people who like him."

Dong counted on his fingers and said—

"As far as I know... one, two, three... there are about four, one more won't make a difference."

"...You really are carefree."

"What's the point of thinking so much? I'm happy right now."

"I see."

Afu smiled bitterly. Sure enough, this person was completely different from her, like a free bird, while she was a "genius" bound by all sorts of things.

Ah Fu said—

"You are indeed very likable."

"...That's not what the teacher said."

"You've escaped time and time again. Do you really think the teachers can't catch you?"

"That means you've given up on me, not that you like me, right?"

Even if that's the case, you still have someone to settle down with, isn't that much better than me?

"Please, Master Fu Jianxian, don't try to outdo me in misery, okay?"

"The pros are always pretending to be pitiful and newbies, what are the real noobs supposed to do?" Dong Yi scratched his head, somewhat annoyed, and said—

"Go ask him if he'd like to marry you. He'll be 100% moved, okay? You're so beautiful."

"We've only known each other for a day, it's impossible."

"Ugh, you're so annoying."

Dong Yi realized that A Fu was such a fussy and troublesome person, and lacked confidence. She was probably still a little dazed after being defeated by Lü Bu.

Could it be that this is why she so easily opened her heart to Chen Ming?

Dongyi looked at Afu, whose slender and graceful figure, fair skin, and ethereal face were complemented by her upright and dignified posture.

Looking at myself... sigh, I'd better not say anything.

Dong Yi sighed and said—

"Anyway, I think any man would like you."

"But……"

"No buts. If you're really worried and still want to say things like 'I have a future, so I'm better off than you'... then how about this: if he doesn't agree, I will. How about I make you my dowry maid? In modern terms, it's like a bundled deal!"

"Hey?"

Afu tilted his head.

Dong Yi, with his head held high, looking as if he had come up with a brilliant idea, said—