These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Ran Xinxue didn't feel dizzy, but she did feel the world spinning.

The boy's familiar aura instantly filled her mind, leaving her without any further thought, as if she had even lost her instinct to be stubborn.

Wei Tu lowered his head and lifted the chin of the woman in his arms. Ran Xinxue was looking at him with a confused expression.

It seems that at this moment, we have returned to simplicity and authenticity.

To glimpse the most innocent and natural charm of this woman.

That stunning face was devoid of any other qualities; it was simply beautiful, simply perfect, simply captivating.

"You even barked like a dog yesterday."

"……no I do not!"

Ran Xinxue struggled to get up, but Wei Tu held her chin and said with a smile.

"I want to hear it again, to learn it one more time."

"impossible……"

"Nothing is impossible. After all, we've come this far, what else is impossible in this world? Don't we know what will happen to disobedient slaves?"

Ran Xinxue was speechless, her eyes struggling as she looked at the boy's unquestionable gaze.

But I felt regretful inside.

Why do I always end up doing such terrible things?

What is the key reason for this?

They received very little, yet suffered far more punishment.

Unable to struggle, she opened her red lips under Wei Tu's threatening and enticing gaze.

She made a sound.

They uttered their voices in unbearable humiliation.

"Wang...wang..."

"That's interesting."

Wei Tu looked behind the woman, whose kneeling posture was extremely alluring.

Her delicate waistline and pert hips created an exaggerated curve.

This pose perfectly shows just how perky, how full, and how round and smooth Ran Xinxue's buttocks are; the skirt covering them can hardly be called a cover.

It's almost like a disguised embellishment, because the existence of this layer of fabric can fulfill all your fantasies about what's below.

Seriously... just one look and my heart is set ablaze.

"What a pity, you don't have a tail."

Ran Xinxue glared angrily at Wei Tu, "You pervert!"

Wei Tu sighed.

"So who's to blame for things turning out this way? Was it me?"

Wei Tu lowered her head, resting her hands on her knees, looking down at the sect leader, who always referred to herself as "this palace's woman."

Ran Xinxue bit her lip.

"It's just giving them a taste of their own medicine..."

"Come on, you're just comforting yourself, thinking that these little tricks can really make me feel disgusted and uncomfortable, satisfying your desire for revenge... You think that's what you think, right? In the end, you're just fooling yourself."

"..."

Ran Xinxue stared coldly at Wei Tu without saying a word, seemingly expressing her anger and dissatisfaction in this way.

Wei Tu didn't mind and said with a smile.

"From another perspective, I'd rather interpret it as... your reckless behavior was so that I would 'punish' you..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Ran Xinxue's sudden anger.

Wei Tu, however, did not take it to heart.

"You're angry, you're furious, because I'm right."

"It's because it sounds awful! Haven't you ever told yourself how self-righteous you are?!"

"Of course not, because I've been right most of the time, so most of the time my reaction is the same as yours: anger, impotent rage, but unable to give a real reason to refute it... just like you are now."

"Fuck off!"

"Sigh, that's why I say, why do you like to deceive yourself so much? Stop doing this kind of thing."

"If you're scared, just say so. You don't have to say it like that while acting like you're pitying me!"

Ran Xinxue clearly ignored Wei Tu's advice.

The boy smiled, pushed back his chair, and stood up.

"I'm not pitying you, after all, I have no right to pity others. But you can take it as me feeling sorry for you."

"……What did you say?"

Ran Xinxue clearly did not expect the other party to say such a thing.

She was at a loss for what to do, not knowing what to think, her mind a jumbled mess.

Wei Tu pulled the other person up from the ground and made her sit in a chair.

Then he said it.

"Why bother with something so thankless? If you're worried that without this method, I won't contact you anymore and we won't have anything to do with each other, there's no need to worry. Actually, I don't think what you did last night was excessive at all. I came here simply because I was in a good mood."

"...Wei Tu, you're such a disgrace! I still hate you, and you've already fallen for me?"

Ran Xinxue gritted her teeth and looked at the boy.

Wei Tu smiled.

"I wouldn't say I like you, but I don't really dislike you anymore. I even find you adorably silly sometimes. That's probably how I feel. Don't overthink it, and don't go too far. I'll be leaving in a few days to go to the mortal world. You can think about this carefully during this time..."

What are you thinking about?

"Do you want to continue causing me trouble, being my enemy, and making me feel uncomfortable? Or... be normal and let me see what a charming woman you are?"

32. Senior Brother's 'Sword Technique' (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month~)

There aren't many things to deal with these next few days.

Ran Xinxue had more time to rest in her room when the boy left and she was alone.

Unsurprisingly, the atmosphere became quiet again.

Actually, Ran Xinxue doesn't really like this feeling of being alone. There's nothing special about it, and she wouldn't be so sentimental as to say that she feels abandoned by the world.

That's completely unnecessary.

But... it's still not as good as the feeling of that boy staying in his own room.

It seems I have to admit that I'm used to being alone, but I still prefer the liveliness of being with someone to be alone.

The feeling is probably like this: if there are more people, it feels noisy; if there are only one person, it feels boring.

So how could I possibly depend on him?

Ran Xinxue crumpled the edge of a piece of paper, and the fine pieces turned into powder, falling from her palm like snowflakes.

"I was just bored and playing along with you... Did you really think we couldn't live without each other?"

If you make yourself dependent in this way... such a situation is impossible.

Ran Xinxue stood up, pushed open the window of the room, and let all the light pour in; the midday light was so intense and brilliant.

It illuminates itself as if covered with a layer of golden light, a dazzling spectacle like a goddess descending.

But even bathed in sunlight, she couldn't feel the warm, cozy atmosphere.

It's just hot and bothersome.

She turned away the sunlight from the window and returned to the dark room with a frown.

"What's so good about being covered in light... I don't want to be the one being warmed by you."

He was indeed like sunshine, capable of radiating warmth to everyone around him, but unfortunately...

She didn't want to enjoy the tenderness and warmth he might offer; she wanted to stand alone in some dark corner, coldly watching them cry and laugh.

It doesn't matter if you can't enjoy those things; your own uniqueness is something others can only dream of.

"I will still hate you, I will always hate you."

She raised her swan-like, fair neck, the beautiful curve of her jawline radiating a cold light.

-

"Hey! It's Senior Brother Wei!"

When Wei Tu circled around from the side path to the main road, intending to act as if nothing had happened, just taking a stroll and showing his face before heading back, he didn't expect to be recognized by the little guys ahead of him.

The three people stood together.

If Wei Tu remembers correctly, the little girl who called out his name is Qin Xiaoman, and the other one is a slightly older boy, but still one of the youngest in the Yuanjian Sect, named Jiang Yuqi. Wei Tu remembers these two only because of the girl disguised as a boy standing behind them.

Xu Qing had mentioned it before and had seen them together on many occasions.

Wei Tu once jokingly said to Xu Qingtan, "I'm quite surprised that someone with your personality would have friends."

Xu Qing responded lukewarmly, "My senior brother feels the same way."

The relationship of friendship is mysterious and unpredictable.

There are friends who would die for each other, and there are also fair-weather friends.

Moreover, they often cannot distinguish between good and bad, and some people are lucky because of their friends, while others suffer because of their friends.