At those words.
Most of the inexplicable irritation in Dugu Linglong's heart quietly melted away...
She picked up her teacup again.
When she spoke again, her voice had regained its usual cool gentleness.
"In that case..."
"Wait until the rain stops before leaving."
[Ding! The news about Liu Ruyan made Dugu Linglong slightly jealous. Emotion Points +36666!] [Ding! Learning that the host would not be leaving for now reassured Dugu Linglong. Emotion Points +55555!]
As the system notifications chimed in his mind one after another, a fleeting smile crossed Jiang Che's face.
Dugu Linglong claimed she did not care, but her thoughts told an entirely different story.
It seemed their time together over the past few days had gone far better than he had imagined.
Night fell.
The rain that had been gathering all afternoon finally poured down over Mount Zhongnan.
Raindrops struck the blue-gray tiles of the Ancestral Master Hall, producing an endless patter of crisp sounds.
The temperature in the mountains dropped.
Hazy mist gradually shrouded the distant mountains, leaving only vague outlines that faded in and out of sight.
Dugu Linglong sat beneath the eaves outside the Ancestral Master Hall.
Jiang Che sat beside her.
A small charcoal stove stood between them.
Its embers glowed dark red, warming a pot of freshly brewed tea.
Dugu Linglong gazed at the curtain of rain beyond the eaves in silence for a long time before slowly speaking, her voice as cool and lovely as ever.
"When my master was still alive."
"Whenever it rained on Mount Zhongnan, I would sit here and listen to him explain the Dao."
This was the first time Dugu Linglong had volunteered anything about her past to Jiang Che.
Jiang Che did not interrupt.
He simply lifted the teapot and topped up