The Theater, Qing Tan, and a Lap Pillow

After saying this, Qing Tan looked at Lin Yan with a mix of anticipation and nervousness, waiting for his reply.

The reason she was acting this way was that, over this past period, she had secretly confirmed her own feelings.

It seemed, perhaps, possibly, that she really did like Brother Lin Yan a little bit.

Previously, Qing Tan had asked her mother what it felt like to like someone. Her mother said that seeing him made her happy, being apart made her feel lost, and when they weren't together, her mind was filled with thoughts of him.

At that time, Qing Tan felt that she must like Brother Lin Yan, because her own symptoms seemed to match her mother's description perfectly.

Because of this, Qing Tan had been feeling very conflicted lately.

It was only because Brother Lin Yan had been training so diligently that she felt embarrassed to disturb him; otherwise, she would have taken the initiative to ask him out long ago.

Knowing that Brother Lin Yan finally had some free time today, Qing Tan immediately gathered her courage to make her move. Otherwise, what if he didn't have time later?

"What about Lin Dong? Isn't he coming?"

Lin Yan was unaware of the many schemes running through Qing Tan's mind. Upon hearing her words, he asked her with a hint of confusion.

Qing Tan shook her head and replied, "Brother Lin Dong said he has to go train."

In truth, Lin Dong wasn't planning on training tonight, but even if he wasn't, he had to pretend to be; he couldn't ruin her grand plan.

Hearing this, Lin Yan nodded. He looked at the expectant expression on Qing Tan's face once more and couldn't bear to refuse.

He agreed to her request, saying, "Alright then, let's go watch the play."

Qing Tan's smile became brighter than a flower.

To be honest, it had taken an immense amount of courage for her to make this move today.

But at this moment, Qing Tan felt incredibly fortunate that she had gathered that courage, because only then would she have the chance to grow closer to Brother Lin Yan.

"Let's go then, Brother Lin Yan."

Qing Tan laughed happily, her steps becoming light and airy as she walked.

The two soon arrived in Green Sun Town. As Qing Tan walked down the street, she became the center of attention, drawing many lingering gazes.

This was mainly because Qing Tan was naturally cute and lively. Although her outfit wasn't overly revealing, it still showed off a pair of fair, shapely legs that caught everyone's eye.

If only I could find a chance to hold Brother Lin Yan's hand. His hands are so big; it would definitely feel very safe to hold them.

As Qing Tan walked alongside Lin Yan, she noticed many couples on the street holding hands and felt a sudden pang of envy.

However, she was too shy to say it directly, so she felt quite conflicted.

Just then, a cold breeze blew by, and a clever idea struck Qing Tan. She reached out and grabbed Lin Yan's hand.

"What's wrong, Qing Tan?"

Seeing this, Lin Yan asked her with a curious and puzzled expression.

"Hehe, Brother Lin Yan, I'm a little cold."

Qing Tan said to Lin Yan, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Lin Yan raised an eyebrow after hearing this. "In that case, should we head back?"

Qing Tan was startled. She had gone through so much trouble to get him out here; how could she let him run off like that?

So, Qing Tan quickly said to Lin Yan, "No, no, it's not actually that cold. Brother Lin Yan, just letting me hold your hand is enough; it's warm this way."

Lin Yan felt a bit strange hearing this. Does holding hands really provide warmth? Still, he didn't refuse and agreed.

Qing Tan's mouth stretched into a wide grin, and she began to hum a little tune happily. Feeling the warmth of Lin Yan's palm, she found that she couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from curling upward.

Brother Lin Yan's hand is so big, so firm, and so warm.

She quickly wiped away the drool that was about to spill out, trying to maintain her image.

She didn't want to leave a bad impression on Brother Lin Yan because of something like this.

The two soon arrived at the theater.

Afterward, they sat in the seats they had reserved to watch the play.

However, what Qing Tan found a bit regrettable was that once they arrived at the theater, Lin Yan stopped holding her hand.

This made Qing Tan feel a little disappointed.

I still want to keep holding Brother Lin Yan's hand. It's so warm and comfortable.

Qing Tan thought to herself with a blushing face, carefully shifting her seat closer to Lin Yan, terrified that he might notice.

Lin Yan didn't pay any attention to this; he simply sat there watching the play.

However, he had no interest in the performance. Watching the play felt just like sitting in class listening to a teacher lecture in his past life; drowsiness crept up on him before he knew it.

Lin Yan didn't even realize when he had fallen asleep; his eyes simply closed.

"Brother Lin Yan?"

Qing Tan called out to Lin Yan in a low voice, only to discover that he had already fallen asleep.

Only then did she carefully rest his head on her lap, letting her thighs serve as a pillow.

He must be exhausted. He's been training so hard lately. To gain power, one must pay a price.

Qing Tan muttered to herself, stroking Lin Yan's hair with a touch of heartache.

As Lin Yan slept, a faint, rhythmic breath drifted from his nostrils.

Feeling this gentle breeze, Qing Tan's cheeks grew warm. Furthermore, with Lin Yan's hair brushing against her, her legs began to itch, yet she kept them pressed tightly together, unwilling to wake him.

"Sorry. I fell asleep by accident."

By the time Lin Yan woke up, the play had already ended. Although the theater hadn't been crowded, the noise of the audience leaving one after another had stirred him from his slumber.

The moment Lin Yan awoke, he noticed Qing Tan's tightly pressed thighs and immediately sat up, scratching his head in embarrassment as he spoke.

Qing Tan blushed, but she did not blame Lin Yan; in fact, she had quite enjoyed the moment.

She looked at Lin Yan and said, "Then, Brother Lin Yan, you'll have to make it up to me next time and come out with me again?"

Lin Yan agreed, "Alright."

Qing Tan flashed a smile like a little devil who had gotten her way. Seeing that it was getting late, she returned to the Lin Clan with Lin Yan.

In the days that followed, Lin Yan continued his cultivation within the Lin Clan.

Although it was not as frantic as when he had been nurturing the Beast Fire and learning combat skills, he still dedicated the majority of his time each day to cultivation.

Under this regimen, Lin Yan drew closer and closer to a breakthrough, and his control over the Purple Fire became increasingly proficient.

"Young friend, perhaps you are ready to attempt refining a Tier 2 medicinal pill."

One day, seeing Lin Yan's growing mastery over the Purple Fire, Yao Lao's voice suddenly rang out, offering a reminder.

"Is that so? Then I shall give it a try, Senior Yao Lao."

Lin Yan agreed without hesitation. He then obtained a Tier 2 medicinal formula from Yao Lao and headed to Green Sun Town to purchase the herbs, preparing to begin the refinement of a Tier 2 medicinal pill.