The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

No, she doesn't seem very angry... she probably won't go that far.

So, is it a flick on the head? Or a pull on the ear?

The ending always exceeded Ning Feng's expectations.

Instead of continuing to play the role of a mature elf older sister punishing the naughty child, Shirin moved her own stool and sat down.

That wasn't all. After placing the stool down, she lay down directly on Ning Feng's lap.

Knee Pillow.

However, this time the person lying on her lap was Xilin.

My body tensed up instinctively, but I quickly relaxed, allowing my thighs to loosen up.

After hesitating for a moment, Ning Feng lowered his head and, just as Xilin had done to him before, raised his hand to stroke her hair.

A gentle caress, fingertips brushing across the ends of her hair, the soft touch made Shirin squint her eyes.

"A little unhappy?"

"No, how could that be..."

She stopped speaking halfway through, looked up at Ning Feng, and finally spoke her mind.

"...I was actually feeling a little sad."

Just as they had agreed beforehand, there was no need for them to hide anything from each other.

"When I discovered Sophie, I was actually quite flustered. I understood Jiang Wan's previous feelings."

"This is mine, and I don't want to share it with anyone else."

With a self-deprecating laugh, Xilin looked at Ning Feng with bewildered eyes and whispered:

"I really want to say that I don't want newcomers to share my heart, but unfortunately... I am the newcomer."

Yes, I'm actually a latecomer myself.

"I was the one who missed your past, and I'm also the one who wants to get involved now."

Ning Feng could only remain silent about this.

He suddenly realized that the real torture for him was not the previous interrogation.

It was guilt, rather.

Even if this is a necessary process, the pain will not be lessened.

After realizing what he had done, a belated sense of guilt tormented him.

Sensing Ning Feng's stiffness, Xilin slowly opened her eyes.

Staring at his slightly stiff expression, she suddenly laughed:

"Speaking of which, weren't you quite puzzled just now?"

"Aren't you curious why Jiang Wan let that topic go so easily?"

As she spoke, she glanced meaningfully at the papers lying face down on the table.

Correct!

Ning Feng was very puzzled as to why Jiang Wan hadn't been angry earlier.

what happened?

What changed you?

Sophie's red lips didn't even bother Jiang Wan!

Has she matured?

The doubts were resolved when the mystery was solved.

He raised a finger in that direction, and the note floated over gently, unfolding before Ning Feng's eyes.

Looking at the note, Ning Feng was momentarily stunned, his eyes gradually widening.

"This……"

The information on the note remained unchanged, exactly the same as before.

Ning Feng's surprise wasn't due to anything added...

It's because something is missing.

Sophie's lipstick mark is gone!

No, it didn't disappear.

It was covered up by magic!

"I wasn't helping you at all."

With her eyes half-closed, Shirin said this.

---Aside---

I have to go out today, so I can only update 4,000 words today. I'll try to get recommended on the 7th and aim for 10,000 words a week.

Chapter 173 The Answer (Please Subscribe!)

Resting her head on Ning Feng's lap, Xilin reached out and grabbed the note, gently stroking it with her fingers to remove the restriction and restore it to its original state.

Looking at the somewhat glaring red lipstick mark, Shirin slowly shook her head, concealing its presence once again.

"This isn't to help you."

The answer is actually quite simple.

After slipping the note into Ning Feng's pocket, Xilin shifted her position and said:

"They didn't have any bad intentions, they just wanted to see your nervous reaction."

With a smile playing on her lips, Shirin's somewhat proud demeanor was less like arrogance and more like a child begging for a reward.

Knead, knead, knead.

Ning Feng laughed and ruffled her hair as she wished, finally stopping his fingers at the tip of her ear.

"Hey, don't touch my ears!"

"Really not?"

Ning Feng stopped, looking at the elf whose ear tips were gradually turning red with a half-smile, as if he was about to stop.

"No, no... You really are a bad person!"

Ning Feng accepted the compliment with a smile and continued the massage.

uh-huh.

She let out a comfortable hum through her nose; what had started as a whim had actually made her feel sleepy.

Looking at Xilin, who seemed to be really falling asleep, Ning Feng's eyes were filled with love. He looked around, wanting to find a blanket to cover her with.

Ok?

Ning Feng raised an eyebrow when he saw the silver-white letter carelessly tossed aside on the table.

This is... an invitation?

"Shirley, what does Sophie want with you?"

After regaining her composure slightly, Shirley didn't think much of it and casually replied:

"Hmm? Oh... She's trying to win me over, just standard procedure for the Silver Council."

"Then what is this invitation?"

Ning Feng naturally reached out and picked up the invitation, flipping it over. He blinked as he looked at the different content in the same font.

Not a referee?

"Oh, that's an invitation to the premiere of 'Star Chaser'."

"The Star Chaser?"

Having finally found a more comfortable position, Xilin completely gave up resisting and surrendered all her weight to Ning Feng.

"It's a special competition organized by Jaslin's family, and it's quite famous in the Legends."

"It's for entertainment purposes, but that's only true for the legendary spectators who place bets. For the participants in the competition, it's actually quite brutal."

Ning Feng learned many details about "Star Chaser" from the tired Xilin.

In short, it is a large-scale competition held every ten years, hosted by the Jaslin family and with other Silver Council families as shareholders.

Hundreds of contestants will compete in a battle royale in a special plane called "Starfall Land" to find hidden treasures and ultimately determine the final saint.

While possessing a considerable degree of entertainment value, it also incorporates gambling elements, offering a variety of specially designed gambling games.

Just as Shirin casually mentioned, this is a great form of entertainment for spectators, allowing them to not only enjoy the competition but also profit from it.

"It seems there's nothing to be concerned about."

The match was just an ordinary game, a pastime for the legends, and had little to do with Ning Feng.

"Well, it's not absolutely necessary to go, so let's just ignore it according to the plan."

While he was thinking, Ning Feng's fingers, which were massaging Xilin's ears, never stopped moving unconsciously.

As she became more and more skilled, and more and more comfortable, Shirin stopped answering altogether and kept yawning.

Changing her position, Shirin murmured with hazy eyes:

"...You've already figured it out, haven't you?"

Snapping out of his thoughts, Ning Feng didn't stop moving; instead, he became even gentler and whispered:

"what do you mean?"

What does it mean?

The words that were about to come out of her mouth remained unspoken, and Shirin remained silent once again.