"Like him? Then what's the problem?"
"Na'er, you don't have to listen to A-Yue. Let her handle her career; you just enjoy life to the fullest. A-Jiu will help you."
In Su Jiu's view, Na'er becoming Yun Ming's disciple at Shrek Academy in the original story had no World-Shocking Wisdom to it at all.
Of course, from Gu Yuena's perspective, it had no benefit whatsoever.
Instead, it benefited Tang Wulin, helping him connect with Ya Li and become her godson. That was what finally brought him into the sight of Shrek Academy's leadership, after which his career soared without a hitch.
All he could say was, even a free dragon was still a pushover.
"Na'er, what are you hesitating about?"
"I-it's nothing, really. It's just... I feel a little embarrassed about going back to Su Jiu..."
Na'er bit her lip, clutching the hem of her skirt in both hands as she lowered her head. The girl was clearly shy.
No wonder Na'er had become the losing heroine in the original story. Gu Yuena's human side was, honestly, too hesitant and ineffectual.
"Na'er, I've already called Su Jiu for you. He'll be here soon... No, he's already here."
"Huh???"
Na'er froze for a moment. The instant A-Jiu finished speaking, a warm, familiar embrace swept her up. Her body went limp, every last bit of strength leaving her, and she willingly sank into that tenderness.
"Hello, Na'er. A-Jiu."
"Hello, Su Jiu."
Na'er slowly turned around and gently wrapped her arms around Su Jiu's waist, resting her little face against him. His familiar scent curled around her, and joy spread uncontrollably through her heart. This felt so good.
"Hello, Brother Su."
Su Jiu gently stroked the top of Na'er's head, but his gaze fell on the handsome couple across from him, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Ri Tian, one day I'll take you out.
"Pleased to meet you. I believe it's been about three years since I last saw Pavilion Master Yun and Her Holiness Holy Spirit."
"Leng Wuduan, hadn't you already gone to the Abyss Battlefield? How are you still..."
Yun Ming suddenly felt that he'd asked a pointless question. In their previous battle, he'd experienced firsthand that Su Jiu's Martial Soul and Four-Word Battle Armor could fight independently, with power that reached the Ultimate!
Three years had passed. They were surely only stronger now!
And things were indeed as Yun Ming had expected. Phantom Night Wanderer, under A-Qi's control, usually roamed the Abyss Battlefield with absolute rationality. With its meticulous, ingenious tactical planning and peerless ability to steal kills, it had swept through countless battles, large and small, and won one resounding victory after another.
No fewer than ten Abyssal Kings and even Emperors had fallen at its hands.
Its contributions had skyrocketed, and the Blood God Battalion's standing had risen accordingly. It was now only one last step away from the sole position of Blood God, Blood One.
A-Qi had no human physiological needs, and its daily routine never strayed from its three fixed destinations.
The research lab, the Abyss Battlefield, and the conference hall took up all its time.
It rarely interacted with the outside world, was solitary and taciturn, and never formed cliques. Even Chen Xinjie meant nothing to it; it had never even bothered to acknowledge him.
Truly Su Jiu's most self-motivated worker.
"Pavilion Master Yun, my contributions are about to surpass those of Sect Master Cao, the Blood God. You know what that means, don't you?"
What Su Jiu meant was clear: even with me standing here in person, my contributions are just as substantial. So don't try to lecture me with all that high-minded talk.
"My little child bride has finally escaped her family home to come find me, and she's hungry, too. I'm busy today. I'll chat with the two of you another time."
With that, Su Jiu turned and left with Na'er.
Yun Ming and Ya Li, left standing where they were, suddenly lost that mysterious sense of direction.
A moment ago, the two of them had been drawn here by an inexplicable aura, but the instant they saw Su Jiu, that subtle sensation vanished without a trace.
A faint sense of loss quietly settled over them. For a moment, it felt as though they'd misplaced something incredibly important.
Could Leng Wuduan have been the source of that guiding force?
Yun Ming shook his head, thinking he must have been confused. What was there about him that could have attracted Yun Ming and Ya Li?
Could it have been that little girl?
But this situation was awkward. Was he supposed to ask Su Jiu to stop so he could interrogate Na'er in person? And what if Su Jiu turned around and interrogated Ya Li?
That was obviously prying into someone else's private affairs—clearly asking for trouble. It wouldn't do...
"Na'er, what do you want to eat? Your Brother Su will get you anything today!"
Na'er pointed toward Sea God Snack Street, and Su Jiu instantly understood what she had in mind.
Everything, huh? All right. No wonder Na'er had inherited the Silver Dragon King's appetite. The Leng Family could afford to feed her.
"You little glutton. I didn't know your appetite had grown along with your Martial Soul Awakening."
"Brother Su, is that not okay? Then Na'er won't..."
"No, no! I mean, eat as much as you like today. Your Brother Su's paying!"
"Mwah~ Brother Su, you're the best! Here's your reward!"
Na'er quietly rose onto her tiptoes and planted a fleeting kiss on Su Jiu's cheek.
Su Jiu's old face turned bright red, and he muttered to himself, Why do all of them keep taking advantage of me? But the smile he couldn't hide at the corner of his mouth gave him away. When all was said and done, he was more than happy to let them have their way with him.
"Remember to save some room~ Your Sister Leng took on a disciple today, and there'll be even tastier food tonight."
"Hee-hee~ Okay!"
Na'er clung to Su Jiu's arm with one hand and pointed at the grilled squid ahead with the other. She couldn't stop smiling.
"Brother Su, I want Inner Mongolia Deep Sea Squid..."
"Big brother, I want Little Snow Milk Tea..."
"Bro, I want Soft Bone Rabbit head tossed with Blue Silver Grass..."
"Bro, Na'er can't finish this. You eat it for me..."
"Na'er, since you've come this time, don't leave again, okay? I don't want there to be a third time..."
"..."
"Okay!"
After a moment of silence, Na'er took a deep breath. The soft, guileless innocence that usually filled her eyes gave way to a mixture of solemnity and unease, as if she'd weighed it over and over in her heart before finally making a momentous decision.
She pressed her lips together and rose onto her tiptoes once more, stretching her little body upward with all her might. Even so, she was still too short, and no matter what she did, she couldn't reach Su Jiu's ear.
Su Jiu noticed her little movements. His heart stirred, and he bent down at the knees, bringing his ear close to her and quietly waiting for the secret words the girl had kept in her heart.
"I-I came this time to be Brother Su's wife!"
Those words crashed through Su Jiu like a monstrous wave. His heart was thrown into chaos, and this time it was Su Jiu's turn to blush. Na'er let out a giggle.
"Haha, Brother Su, you're blushing! You're so cute!"
"Na'er, I'm taking you seriously. I really am taking what you said seriously!"
"Mm..."
That night, at the Leng Family residence.
When Leng Yaozhu led a young girl over to Su Jiu, she looked like this:
Black hair fell over her shoulders, her skin was as cold and pale as jade, and her brows and eyes were cool and aloof.
Her ink-dark eyes were deep and restrained, concealing a World-Shocking Wisdom that she never showed. Her lips were coolly set, her figure slender and upright, and an air of cold, noble detachment surrounded her.
But in the next moment, both Leng Yaozhu and Gu Yue froze.
Leng Yaozhu: So it was my little sister who came!
Gu Yue: Why was Na'er here?!!!
"Sister Yaozhu, is this our junior? You have great taste! Hello, I'm Su Jiu, your martial uncle."
Na'er peeked out from behind Su Jiu, a sly glint in her eyes.
"Hello, I'm Na'er, Brother Su's child bride—and your martial aunt. I look forward to getting along with you!"
Gu Yue regretted choosing the Leng Family. With seventy percent of the Silver Dragon King's bloodline, she still had to call Na'er her martial aunt?
Na'er, you're too cunning! This is too much!
"H-hello, I'm Gu Yue. I look forward to getting along with you."
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