After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Sometimes, in order to maintain Ming Zhongqing's level of hatred, Shi Yan would even agree with others when they spoke ill of Zhongqing.

Yes, she really is an unreasonable and weak person.

Then beat up that weirdo.

What was that saying again?

"I just love your expression."

"This expression of humiliation and hatred is on my face."

But... in reality, things seem a little different.

Shi Yan looked at Ming Zhongqing in front of him.

She didn't know how much Ming Zhongqing liked her at that moment.

Logically, it should be inherited from the game's "disagreement".

However... based on Shi Yan's experience and analysis of Ming Zhongqing, Ming Zhongqing's feelings towards him shouldn't be too bad.

This guy is just a freeloader.

It would probably be something like "a chance encounter" or "a long-standing acquaintance".

"Your cultivation has progressed very quickly; you've already reached the Spirit Realm." Shi Yan was feeding the little girl in his arms, while Ming Zhongqing sat opposite him.

On the side of the table sat a pure white mandala, its face as cold as frost, sitting motionless and staring at the two of them.

“Still… I can’t catch up with you.” Ming Zhongqing realized something was wrong as soon as he spoke.

Her hands were clenched tightly inside her sleeves as she cautiously looked at Shi Yan, afraid that her words might cause some strange 'misunderstanding'.

"Me?" Shi Yan was taken aback.

She didn't have any strange 'misunderstanding'; it was just that Ming Zhongqing's expression was too easy to guess.

"I'm different."

You can't compare to me.

Ming Zhongqing pursed his lips slightly.

really.

Shi Yan's words were almost an indirect acknowledgment of her cultivation level.

This person's cultivation level has probably already reached the Nascent Soul stage.

I couldn't help but mutter, "Why can't we compare?"

But... in the end, he swallowed his words.

The conversation between the two veered off to everyday family matters.

Beside—

The expression and eyes of the pure-colored mandala did not change at all; it remained completely still.

"Jing... Sister Jingse, aren't you going to eat?" Little girl Ba finished all the mutton soup in her bowl and most of the mutton soup in Shiyan's bowl.

Then, with a pitiful look, it turned its gaze to the bowl of the pure-colored mandala.

She...she wasn't craving Jingse's meat.

It's such a waste that Jingse isn't eating.

In the past, Jingse Mandala would definitely have said not to eat so much meat in the morning, that too much of anything is bad.

But... this time, Jingse Mandala simply gave all the meat in the bowl to the girl.

Then, under the twitching gazes of Shi Yan and Ming Zhongqing, she picked up the bowl, tilted her little head back, and without even making a gulping motion, directly 'poured' the soup into her stomach.

Shi Yan's eyelids were twitching wildly.

The color today...something's not right.

"Did Ming Zhongqing come to Le'an City also for the 'Tomb of Loulan'?" Shi Yan changed the subject.

Ming Zhongqing was still very enthusiastic about increasing his cultivation level.

Although... Shi Yan knew there was a one in ten thousand chance that Ming Zhongqing had come for her sake, what if...?

Wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing if I said something wrong?

Ming Zhongqing simply looked at Shi Yan and said, "Hmm."

After a long while, she nodded in confirmation.

"Furthermore... I already know the location to enter the 'Tomb of Loulan'."

The entire inn seemed to fall silent for a moment.

However, Shi Yan was unable to lash out because of Shi Yan, but she could still sense that all eyes were on Ming Zhongqing.

"This guy... really is..." Shi Yan couldn't help but want to purse his lips.

Ming Zhongqing was completely unafraid of the gazes directed at him.

It was even...as if it had been expected all along.

at the same time--

On the other side of the inn.

The girl, hidden under the cloak, clutched her bowl tightly.

"Who is she? Who is she? Who is she?!"

Donghuang Li was biting her chopsticks so hard that they were almost broken by the girl.

"Why is she so close to Sister Shiyan?"

"By the way," Shi Yan looked at Ming Zhongqing, "Did Ming Zhongqing book a room?"

"If you haven't booked, there's a vacant room right across from me."

Click—

The chopsticks were bitten off.

"mine..."

"That's my room!!!"

"That's where I generated electricity for Sister Shiyan!!!"

Part 299 He immediately betrayed his 'teammate', ah, so satisfying! [First update, 4K words]

While it seemed that everyone's attention was focused on Shi Yan and Ming Zhongqing.

Shi Yan could sense... that one of the gazes seemed different.

She turned her head and looked back at the other side—

Behind the railing, at the corner of the private room, a table was half-hidden, and a young girl from the Taiyi Sect looked up at him.

Unlike everyone else, the girl's gaze held no trace of hostility or covetousness.

Beneath the hood of the cloak, a pair of beautiful, star-blue eyes shone gently and calmly.

The teacher turned around.

She didn't know the girl.

In my memory, that pretty and gentle face never appeared.

However, for Shi Yan, seeing a girl from the Taiyi Sect there would probably only elicit a response like, "Oh, it's the Taiyi Sect."

"That's alright then."

What more could she say?

Should I go over and say hello?

Forget it... Who knows if this girl from the Taiyi Sect might suddenly blurt out, "Miss Shiyan, I've also read your work..."

Other things are fine, but what if it arouses Ming Zhongqing's curiosity?

The devastating consequences... Shi Yan felt despair just thinking about it.

Shi Yan had already imagined the scene of another upheaval in Nanjun City.

Even... Shi Yan could already see Xia Xia standing in front of him, her eyes almost wet with tears, biting her lip with a wronged look, and then taking out a scroll depicting herself and Wen Ruya holding hands and pinning each other against the wall.

The scene depicts someone questioning themselves about what happened.

hiss--

Fire! Fire!

How much water would it take to put out this fire?

With Xiaxia's stamina bar being so short in the game... it's probably going to be squeezed dry.

Shi Yan shook her head, banishing the terrifying image from her mind, and led Ming Zhongqing to see the room.

Donghuang Li probably won't be back for a while.

Even if she comes back... it would be fine to let her sleep in her own room while I sleep on the floor, or she could go back to her aunt's place.

Behind Shi Yan, there was a girl silently drinking tea and watching him leave.

He didn't put down his teacup until Shi Yan left.

thump—

With the sound of a teacup being set down, Donghuang Li, who had been standing against the wall, collapsed onto the table like a puddle of sweaty mud.

"Waaah... Sister Yin." She slumped on the table, reaching out her hands to the girl and pleading.

The girl whom Donghuang Li called Sister Yin. Looking at the girl's face, he gave a smile that was almost helpless yet indulgent.

A cool hand slipped inside the cloak and slid down the girl's cheek.

"What's wrong, Miss...?"