How to capture the system fairies as wives

That coquettish sound seemed particularly playful, making people feel moved.

Chen Yin was stunned for a moment. Wow, this fire is really exciting.

Sure enough, upon hearing Nan Xiaoxiang's tone, Ju Shaohe's expression finally became a little embarrassed.

He turned his head and stared at Chen Yin with a smile on his face but a hint of threat in his tone:

"Brother Chen, don't you want to make friends with me, the young master of the Canghe Sword Sect?"

When he said the words "Young Master of Canghe Sword Sect", he deliberately emphasized them.

Chen Yin blinked innocently, looking at the two of them like a pure and ignorant little white rabbit.

The next moment, he grinned again and said in a clear and crisp voice:

"…Who are you sending it to?"

91. Apology

Who are you sending it to?

Those five words echoed clearly in the morning courtyard.

Not only Ju Shaohe was stunned, his subordinates were stunned, and even Nan Xiaoxiang was in a trance for a moment.

Only Chen Yin had a look of not caring about the trouble and grinned.

"You're courting death! How dare you speak to our young master like that!"

After reacting, Ju Shaohe's men couldn't help themselves and were about to draw their swords, but were stopped by Ju Shaohe.

"We just dealt with someone, and now you have forgotten the rules again?"

Ju Shaohe said sternly, "This is Miss Nan's clinic! Anyone who dares to break the rules and hurt others is showing disrespect to me, Ju Shaohe!"

Only then did those men put their swords back into their sheaths in disappointment.

Chen Yin looked at Ju Shaohe with great interest. He looked gloomy and angry, but he pretended to be generous and bold:

"Brother Chen, didn't we introduce ourselves yesterday? I am Ju Shaohe, the young master of the Canghe Sword Sect."

"I didn't have a deep conversation with Brother Chen yesterday. Why don't we have a meal together and drink together today?"

"That's so sorry."

Chen Yin waved his hand carelessly: "I stay in a small branch of Wuling Sect every day. I have never heard of Canghe Sword Sect, let alone know any young master."

"Are you an Oono-chan girl? If so, I'll go eat with you."

After hearing these words, not only did Ju Shaohe's eyes twitch and his veins bulge, it was obvious that he was on the verge of a fit of rage.

Even Nan Xiaoxiang, who was standing aside, had a pair of murderous eyes.

"Brother Chen...you seem very unfriendly." Ju Shaohe narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"I'm not bullying others by taking advantage of my status as the young master of Canghe Sword Sect. I just want to invite Miss Nan to dinner. I don't know why Brother Chen has such malicious intentions?"

"If you really don't have the intention of bullying others, can't you see that the girl doesn't want to agree?"

Chen Yin put his hands in his sleeves, with a street-slick expression on his face: "It's foolish to force a girl to do something she doesn't like. Do you want to apply to be a referee for the Tokyo Olympics?"

"you!"

Ju Shaohe's anger had obviously reached its peak, but his reasoning ultimately prevented him from getting angry in front of Nan Xiaoxiang. Instead, he snorted angrily:

"Hmph. It seems that not everyone who comes to Qiuyi for treatment is considerate."

"Since Miss Nan is resistant, I won't bother you anymore."

"Go." He growled, and as he turned his head, a fierce light flashed across his eyes at Chen Yin.

Chen Yin still pretended not to see it and grinned.

After everyone left, Nan Xiaoxiang let out a long sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but look up at Chen Yin.

"That's good of you. I was just planning to borrow you to save the situation, but you jumped right in my face."

"Now, you have finally been remembered by the young master of Canghe Sword Sect."

"He cares about me, so he cares about me." Chen Yin shrugged nonchalantly, "He still cares about his father, so if we round it off, am I not equal to his father?"

Hearing this, Nan Xiaoxiang couldn't help but chuckle and covered her mouth with her hands.

"Of course, there is a second reason."

Chen Yin crossed his arms and said frivolously, "I don't like people using me as a shield over and over again."

"A-And I don't mean any harm."

Nan Xiaoxiang's eyes were slightly embarrassed, and she explained in a rare low voice: "Based on my words just now, you only need to agree that the privacy of the illness is not convenient to disclose, and Master Ju will not be so petty and continue to entangle."

"How can you be so sure? What if he is just petty and will bear a grudge against me if I agree with him?"

Chen Yin said nonchalantly, "To put it bluntly, you just want to divert the blame because I am a cultivator. If you really have no ill intentions, why don't you find a mortal to do this? Are you afraid that this mortal will die in an accident as soon as he goes out?"

"What if I am just a weak little cultivator and you do this to me? I might be ambushed and killed by the people of Canghe Sword Sect the moment I step out of the door."

Nan Xiaoxiang did not make any further excuses. She just shook her eyes and lowered her head with a hint of sadness in her crystal clear eyes.

"…I didn't think it through."

There was suddenly a barely perceptible hint of grievance in her tone.

"I'm sorry, okay..."

Chen Yin glanced at her strangely.

This woman who was so calm and composed in front of him and not even afraid of Qingying, is now apologizing to him?

When he apologized, he finally didn't have that calm expression anymore.

...It's kind of cute though.

"But now, you have made a big deal out of a small matter and have completely fallen out with Young Master Ju. Isn't this even more dangerous?"

She said with a little worry: "Otherwise, you can stay in the clinic for the next two days. After Young Master Ju calms down, you can find a chance to leave--"

"never mind."

Chen Yin suddenly waved his hands with a bored look on his face: "Since you've apologized, I won't pursue this matter anymore."

"As for that Ju Shaohe... don't worry about it."

"I said, if I am a weak little monk, it might be a little dangerous."

"But it's a pity."

"...I'm not." He said this lightly, then staggered towards Yaya's ward.

Nan Xiaoxiang looked at his leisurely back, which looked like an old man walking his bird on the street, and a hint of brightness and confusion flashed in her eyes.

What on earth is this person thinking about?

-

Chen Yin’s temper is indeed not that good.

Although Nan Xiaoxiang was considered Yaya's savior, he still felt unhappy that he had put himself in the crosshairs of the young master of Canghe Sword Sect's gun twice in a row.

When he thought of this girl, it seemed that she had never had a good impression of monks, and he could guess a little bit of her little thoughts.

Since he had no interest in acting with her, he might as well just flip the table.

However, after Nan Xiaoxiang apologized later, Chen Yin somewhat retracted his previous thoughts.

...She is just an ordinary person after all.

She is a young girl who is no more than twenty years old.

Sandwiched between the young master of Canghe Sword Sect, the fame she relied on could not give her a sense of security.

Even if she doesn't like him, what can she do as a mortal?

After all, he is just a poor man.

After all, it was impossible for a teenage girl to think about everything. Since she had apologized, Chen Yin was not interested in pursuing the matter further. After all, she was still Yaya's benefactor.

Back in Yaya's ward, several little foxes were sitting around the bed, listening to Luo Luo take out a book and quietly tell the story:

"…This Li family kid is originally a waiter at the inn, how could he know any martial arts! But seeing that the girl was about to be murdered, the youthful spirit made him rush at the thief with a stool in his hand!"

Chen Yin realized that this story was the content of the novel he had told her last time, so he leaned against the door and listened with great interest.

"Who would have thought that, by some strange coincidence, that stool would have hit the thief's weak spot!"

“The girl took advantage of the situation and slashed with her sword, killing the thief. She was just about to thank the young man from the Li family—ah, young master!”

Luo Luo was halfway through her speech when she saw Chen Yin leaning against the door and shouted happily.

"It seems that you quite like the novel I bought for you last time."

Chen Yin walked over and rubbed the heads of the little foxes with a smile. Luo Luo was even more smiling while holding the book:

"Of course I like it! This is a gift from the Master!"

"Besides, the stories in it are so interesting. Yaya and the others also like to listen to them."

"As long as you like it." Chen Yin casually took out a handful of candy from his pocket and scattered it on the table, then sat cross-legged on the bed with relish, rubbing the fox while saying, "Go on reading. Let me listen too."

Luoluo scratched her ears in embarrassment: "Luoluo, I didn't tell the story well... Otherwise, let the young master tell it to us! I tell you, the young master is really good at telling stories, even more attractive than the storytellers in the teahouse!"

...Is this really a compliment to me? Chen Yin couldn't help but touch his nose.

But as soon as she finished her words, a group of little foxes with light in their eyes surrounded her. Chen Yin felt so many furry ears at hand and couldn't bear to refuse.

"Okay, okay, then I'll continue to tell you."

A few minutes later, Qingying just walked to the door of the room and couldn't help but stop.

In the room, Chen Yin was telling the legendary story of the inn boy in the book with great emotion. Several little foxes beside him gathered around him affectionately, almost surrounding him.

From time to time, bursts of laughter like loud springs could be heard, and the scene was extremely warm.

After hesitating for a long time, Qingying still couldn't bear to step into the house and break the atmosphere. Instead, she leaned quietly against the door and listened.

But suddenly, her beautiful eyes frowned and her sharp gaze swept towards the beams of the house.

"System. Mark that person." She said in a cold voice.

“It’s already been marked.”

The system voice said leisurely: "You have been quite lazy recently. This person has been lurking here for quite some time, and you only noticed him now."

"If it were you half a month ago, you should have noticed it before you even walked into the house."

Qingying didn't reply, but her frosty eyes flickered.

"…Does he have any bad intentions?"

"Half and half." The system said calmly, "It's probably inconvenient to take action in the clinic, so I'm just monitoring."

"I don't want to fight in the clinic, so let's just scare him off. Just don't break the mark."

After saying that, a murderous aura suddenly surged from Qingying's body and rushed straight towards the mysterious man on the roof.

When the mysterious man realized that he had been discovered, he retreated without any hesitation.

Through the system, Qingying confirmed that the person was moving away little by little before she regained her focus.

Inside the house, it was still peaceful. The little foxes listened to Chen Yin's stories with great interest. They had drinks to drink when they were thirsty and candies to eat when they were hungry. They were very comfortable.

Qingying looked at the scene in the house expressionlessly, and suddenly asked without warning:

"system."

"Are you saying that I've been too comfortable lately?"

"The answer is of course yes." The system replied, "But since you have Chen Yin's thigh to cling to, it's okay to relax a little."

"Anyway, you are not like the other destiny ones who have deep hatred and hatred. If you don't complete the mission, you will die. Isn't it better to be a salted fish and hold on to the thighs peacefully?"

Qingying's clear and moving eyes became dazed for a rare moment.

But the next moment, she shook her head again.

"… Relying on others is ultimately unreliable."

"I can't trust him too much. At least not until he leads me to find Achen's body." She murmured to herself.