You Remember Me?

"Zhu Qing, why are you here? Weren't you going shopping?"

Long Jie walked up to the girl. The girl sitting on a stone and cultivating was none other than Zhu Zhuqing!

Hearing Long Jie's words, Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes. Instinctively, she had wanted to smile, but her expression quickly turned cold again. She snorted. "What's it to you?"

She jumped down from the stone and walked away without looking back.

Long Jie stood there, utterly baffled. What was wrong with Zhu Zhuqing? Did she hate him? She definitely hated him, right?

Helpless, he decided not to try guessing what women were thinking. The more he guessed, the less he understood!

He could only follow behind Zhu Zhuqing to their meeting place. Zhu Zhuqing walked in front and Long Jie followed behind, and they did not exchange a single word the entire way.

"Brother, Zhu Qing, why did you come together?" Little Wu asked in confusion. She remembered that Zhu Qing's dormitory and Long Jie's dormitory were not in the same direction!

"We ran into each other on the way," Zhu Zhuqing said calmly.

Long Jie was helpless. This woman was far too cold. He did not even know how to get along with her.

"Everyone's here, so let's go!" Ning Rongrong said eagerly. The four of them set off toward the shopping district.

As everyone knew, no matter how strong a man was, once he went shopping with women, he was finished.

Long Jie was no exception. After walking around with three women for three hours, his feet were completely done for.

"I feel like these feet aren't even mine anymore!"

Helplessly, the girls were still browsing. It seemed they had no intention of stopping anytime soon.

"This one's so pretty... Rong Rong, do you like it?" Little Wu excitedly looked at an emerald-green hairpin. It was truly beautiful.

It even had a rabbit-shaped ornament on it.

"If you like it, that's enough. You don't need to ask me!" Ning Rongrong smiled. She had long since seen through Little Wu's intentions.

Asking whether she liked it was really just a way of getting her to buy it, because she was the only one here with money!

"Don't put it like that..."

"Do you want it or not?"

"Yes!"

"Then buy it!" Ning Rongrong smiled. She did not care about money at all.

I, the princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, have money!

While they shopped excitedly, Zhu Zhuqing stood alone outside a mask shop, staring at a Cat Mask hanging inside. Her eyes never left it.

"Miss, why not buy one? You've been looking at it for ages!" the shopkeeper said impatiently. Zhu Zhuqing had been standing there for quite some time.

"No need!" Even after being called out, Zhu Zhuqing only cast the mask one reluctant glance before resolutely leaving.

She, Zhu Zhuqing, would not ask others for money. Never!

"Boss, I'll buy that mask!" Long Jie pointed at the Cat Mask, signaling for the shopkeeper to take it down. The shopkeeper understood and immediately removed it.

"Here you are, sir. Your mask!"

"Mm!"

Long Jie paid for it, then carried the mask over to Zhu Zhuqing and held it out to her. "Here, this mask is for you!"

Zhu Zhuqing did not take it right away. She merely looked calmly at Long Jie. "Why are you giving it to me?"

Why? What reason was there? He had just seen that she liked it!

He just wanted her not to hate him!

Long Jie smiled and was about to speak when a large carriage suddenly came charging toward them.

"Watch out!"

"What?" Zhu Zhuqing did not react in time and stood there blankly. Before her eyes, Long Jie appeared in front of the carriage at top speed, shielding her with his body.

The speeding carriage crashed directly into Long Jie. The massive impact made his chest tighten, and blood rushed into his throat, but Long Jie forcibly swallowed it back. Channeling his Soul Power, he stopped the carriage dead in its tracks.

Neigh!

The white horse reared up on its hind legs before finally coming to a stop.

Pfft! Long Jie could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Long Jie, are you all right?" Zhu Zhuqing hurried forward in concern and checked his injuries.

Long Jie's face was pale, and a large hoofprint was clearly visible on his chest.

The sight made Zhu Zhuqing's heart ache.

"Zhu Qing... I'm fine!" Long Jie forced a smile, but then he could not help spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Internal injuries!

"Don't move. Let me handle this!" The girl stood up resolutely and glared at the carriage, about to demand an explanation. Just then, a nobleman in extravagant robes slowly stepped down from the carriage.

"Which blind fool dared block This King's carriage?" The moment he got down, Xue Beng began cursing, with no intention of being reasonable.

"Oh? So you're the little wench who dared block my carriage? You're quite pretty. Very good, you've caught This King's attention. Follow This King from now on!"

Xue Beng lecherously stepped forward and reached for Zhu Zhuqing's face. Zhu Zhuqing remained expressionless. Just before his hand reached her face, she grabbed it.

Then she squeezed hard!

"Ah... my hand, my hand! Bitch, let go!" Xue Beng screamed in pain, but Zhu Zhuqing showed no sign of releasing him.

"Bitch, do you know who I am? You dare lay hands on me? I—ah... it hurts, it hurts... Miss, please let me go!"

The overwhelming pain had completely crushed Xue Beng's arrogance, and he hurriedly begged for mercy.

But Zhu Zhuqing had no intention of letting him off. Her expression turned cold as she raised her left foot, her high heels gleaming with a chilling light.

"No, no, no... don't!" Xue Beng suddenly sensed that something was terribly wrong. She wasn't about to...

Zhu Zhuqing brought her foot down fiercely, kicking Xue Beng in the chest. Her high heel sank three inches into his flesh.

"Ahhhh..." Xue Beng howled in agony, tears streaming down his face. Only then did Zhu Zhuqing finally release his hand, and Xue Beng collapsed weakly to the ground.

"Now we're even."

With those soft words, Zhu Zhuqing helped the injured Long Jie up and walked away.

"Dammit... that bitch..." Xue Beng writhed in agony. A high heel buried in flesh really hurt like hell.

"Just you wait. I won't let you go!"

Next time, I'll definitely bring guards when I go out!

After beating him up, Zhu Zhuqing did not seem worried at all. As she supported Long Jie, she realized they had become separated from Little Wu and the others, so she could only help Long Jie back first!

Along the way, neither Long Jie nor Zhu Zhuqing said a word. They seemed not to know what to say, yet it also felt as though nothing needed to be said.

Even after they reached Long Jie's dormitory, neither of them spoke.

"I'll apply medicine for you," Zhu Zhuqing said. Without waiting for Long Jie's response, she helped him onto the bed.

Fortunately, Lan Ba Academy had single-person dormitories. Otherwise, there would have been quite a few inconveniences.

"I can do it myself!" Long Jie said as he took off his blood-soaked shirt.

A red hoofprint was clearly visible on his chest.

He was a Soul Elder. Even Liu Erlong's attacks had not injured him too badly, yet he had been wounded by a horse?

Who would believe that?

"Those are Heaven Dou Royal warhorses. Every one of them has the strength of at least a Soul Elder!" Zhu Zhuqing said as she took out a bottle of medicine from her robes and poured it onto Long Jie's chest.

"Hiss..." The intense pain twisted Long Jie's face.

"This is my Zhu... our family's ancestral medicine. You'll be better by tomorrow after using it!"

"I understand. Thank you!" Long Jie said, and silence fell between them again.

Zhu Zhuqing sat there for a while, growing somewhat restless. Then she stood up. "I'll leave first!"

She rose and headed for the door, her figure especially striking beneath the moonlight. Suddenly, Long Jie's heart stirred, and he said, "I never expected that the little girl who loved to cry back then would be all grown up now!"

Hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing stopped in her tracks. She no longer moved forward, but turned around excitedly to look at Long Jie. "You finally remember me?"