Lu Yuan did not like arguing.
Especially not over meaningless matters.
However, one thing was undeniable: his conversation with Qing Yan Jing did not count as an argument. Objectively speaking, both he and Qing Yan Jing had been honestly expressing their views. Neither had attacked the other's opinion, nor had they attacked each other, so it could not be called an argument. Subjectively speaking—taking their feelings and relationship into account—it was no more than a little flirtation. Back when he and Qing Yan Jing had been at Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy, this had been their usual way of getting along. Call it bickering or stirring things up; they had always kept it within bounds. It was clearly far from an argument.
Therefore, Lu Yuan did not get angry.
Nor did he try to prove anything to Qing Yan Jing.
After all, there was only one way to prove it: the two of them would have to fight.
Whoever won would naturally be right.
And that would be nothing but an unnecessary complication.
It would also ruin this tacit understanding between them.
Lu Yuan's emotional intelligence might not have been high, but it was not low enough for that. So he immediately changed the subject and said with an appeasing smile, "I believe you, I believe you. Since you've said so, of course I believe you. I just found it amusing to think that I'd need you to protect me in the future, so I couldn't help laughing."
"Let's just say that's what you meant."
Qing Yan Jing rolled her eyes.
She did not expose Lu Yuan's insincere agreement.
After all, it was perfectly normal for Lu Yuan not to believe her.
The fact that he had slain the Western Heaven Battle Emperor, a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign, while still in