At the edge of the cliff, flames that would burn forever flickered. Clusters of fire hung like spirit lamps embedded in the cliff face, making soft popping sounds in the wind.
Qi Chan'er sat halfway up the cliff wall, like a secluded orchid growing from the rocks—beautiful and moving, fresh and otherworldly. Still brimming with curiosity, she asked, "How exactly did you and Yu Ningsheng meet? Why did you fall so deeply in love?"
Ning Xiaochuan could not be bothered to answer. "Are all women this curious?"
Qi Chan'er said, "If you tell me, I can give up the treasures in the Golden Winged Ghost King Scorpion's nest."
Ning Xiaochuan said, "Are you sure?"
"Sure."
"You will not regret it?"
"I will not."
"Fine! I'll tell you. Miss Yu and I merely met by chance. She saved me once, and I promised to redeem her freedom and help her enter Heavenly Emperor Academy. It is that simple," Ning Xiaochuan said.
Naturally, Qi Chan'er did not believe Ning Xiaochuan's words. Envy glimmered in her eyes as her lashes fluttered one by one. "So it was a beauty saving a hero, and the hero falling for the beauty?"
"It was not that dramatic. She was only passing by at the time," Ning Xiaochuan said.
"Then it was a heaven-sent match, a marriage bond destined by the heavens," Qi Chan'er said.
Ning Xiaochuan was rather speechless. He had thought Qi Chan'er was a very intelligent woman, but now it seemed she was also an innocent young girl who loved to dream. He had overestimated her!
To make her thoroughly understand that he was not the Number One Romantic Fool Under Heaven, Ning Xiaochuan simply told her everything about himself and Yu Ningsheng.
After hearing it all, Qi Chan'er was disappointed to the extreme.