Matchmaking Failed

Hearing Wu Xingtian's words, Ye Fan smiled faintly.

Having lived for a thousand years in his previous life and still remained an old virgin, what he lacked least was self-control.

As an Immortal Venerable, Ye Fan had been highly sought after. Countless fairy-like female cultivators had wanted to throw themselves into his arms, but Ye Fan had remained unmoved.

If Ye Fan were ever to lose his composure because of a woman, that woman could only be Fang Youruo. It could never be anyone else.

No matter how bewitchingly beautiful Qianhe Zhenyi from Fusang was, Ye Fan could never be captivated by her.

"You needn't worry about that," Ye Fan replied calmly to Wu Xingtian.

"Since you say so, then we shall do as you say." Seeing Ye Fan's confidence, Wu Xingtian did not continue trying to persuade him. He made an inviting gesture and said,

"Please join me at my humble abode."

Ye Fan nodded and, together with Wu Xingtian, transformed into streaks of light and headed toward a courtyard somewhere in the Imperial Capital.

It was still a starry night. In the pavilion within the courtyard, a woman sat alone, propping up her snow-white chin with one hand as she stared blankly into space.

Two streaks of light descended there, taking the forms of Wu Xingtian and Ye Fan.

The woman had yet to come back to her senses.

"Wuhen?" Wu Xingtian called out.

The woman was none other than Ye Wuhen. Only upon hearing his voice did she snap awake and hurriedly reply, "Master."

Seeing her like this, Wu Xingtian frowned slightly.

Ever since Ye Wuhen had returned from her trip to the Magic Capital, she had often sat alone in a daze.

This was not the first time Wu Xingtian had seen it.

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