Leng Yaozhu's Disappointment: Gu Yue Returns to Being a Lapdog

Gu Yue's eyes lit up instantly.

She nodded vigorously.

Then, she immediately leaned in, pressing tightly against Lin An's arm as if afraid he might run away.

Lin An glanced down at the arm she was clutching, his mouth twitching slightly.

But this time, he did not push her away.

The three of them boarded the Island Ring Train to head toward the Spirit Pagoda.

The carriage was not particularly crowded.

Yet, almost everyone's gaze drifted toward them uncontrollably.

Two boys and one girl.

All of them possessed exceptionally striking appearances.

The silver-haired girl's eyes were rimmed with red, clearly having cried, yet she stubbornly pursed her lips, clinging tightly to the boy beside her.

That boy was even more captivating.

With refined features and skin so pale it was almost translucent, a faint trace of helplessness lingered between his brows.

Meanwhile, the other boy beside them kept his head down the entire time, trying his best to shrink into thin air.

The girl's swollen, tear-filled violet eyes remained fixed on the boy beside her.

She didn't speak, nor did she make a scene.

She just stared at him with a pitiful, aggrieved expression.

Like a kitten that had been scolded by its owner but still came back to beg for a pat, she carried the unique, naive charm of a youthful body.

Someone sighed silently to themselves.

This kid really doesn't know how lucky he is.

If such a beautiful girl cried like this for me, I would have been heartbroken to death long ago.

Lin An finally couldn't stand being stared at any longer.

He sighed, raised his hand, and placed it gently on top of Gu Yue's head.

His fingers combed through her cool silver hair, resting on her crown, and rubbed softly.

"Alright."

"You're such a big dragon now, yet you're still crying."

"It was just a piece of cake, wasn't it? I'll buy you one later."

Gu Yue's body trembled slightly.

She looked up, her violet eyes still brimming with mist, yet she tried hard to put on an arrogant expression.

"Hmph..."

"Don't think you can coax me so easily with your sweet talk."

She huffed, tossed her head, and turned around, presenting her back to Lin An.

"This Seat is angry."

"The kind that can't be coaxed."

She struck a very convincing pose.

However, her hand reached out quietly from behind, carefully gripping the corner of Lin An's shirt.

Lin An did not respond.

His gaze rested outside the train window.

The morning light of East Sea City spilled over the coastal architecture.

Though not as bustling as the Ming Capital, it possessed the unique charm of a harbor city.

It was quite a good place for a trip.

Gu Yue: "..."

This isn't what I imagined.

Shouldn't he be coming over to coax me?

She puffed out her cheeks, feeling incredibly stifled inside.

Yet, her body was more honest than her mind.

Inch by inch, she shifted back, pressing against Lin An once more.

Shoulder to shoulder.

Arm to arm.

Her fingers gripped the corner of his shirt, quietly inching upward, then another inch.

In the end, her entire hand gripped his sleeve.

Those purple eyes reflected nothing but the boy's profile.

The Dragon Queen's profile was so beautiful.

Her eyelashes were so long.

Her skin was almost translucent under the sunlight.

So beautiful.

Damn it.

Why was this body growing so slowly?

She wanted to grow up quickly.

"Wife, what are we going to the Spirit Pagoda for this time?"

She suppressed the surging possessiveness in her heart and asked in a soft voice.

"Didn't I tell you already?"

"To help Xie Xie obtain a soul ring."

Lin An continued to look out the window, his tone indifferent.

Gu Yue tilted her head.

Leng Yaozhu had indeed mentioned it last night, saying that Lin An wanted to buy a rare Space-Time Type soul spirit.

But she had been immersed in sorrow at the time and hadn't listened carefully at all.

Only now did she suddenly recall a detail.

"But..."

"Why did Teacher say that the soul spirit you want to buy is worth five hundred million?"

Five hundred million.

What kind of soul spirit could sell for five hundred million?

Her heart suddenly tightened.

Could this be a gift for Xie Xie?

Lin An did not answer.

He simply watched the city scenery flashing by outside the window, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

Heaven's Favor.

Truly a terrifying thing.

A Space-Time Type soul spirit that he had never heard of before had been found just like that.

And it just happened to be in East Sea City, just happened to be at the Spirit Pagoda, and just happened to be when he needed it.

The invisible hand of fate was pushing all the chess pieces into their proper places.

Seeing that Lin An was ignoring her again, Gu Yue gritted her teeth in frustration.

But she dared not lash out.

Teacher had said that she must be a magnanimous woman.

Be magnanimous, be magnanimous.

She recited it three times, took a deep breath, and pushed that sourness back into the depths of her heart.

Located in the center of East Sea City, the Spirit Pagoda was a giant tower that pierced the clouds.

The tower body was cast from white-gold soul alloy, refracting a cold luster under the sun.

A massive soul spirit formation floated at the top of the tower, rotating slowly and emitting a soft halo of energy.

This was the hub of the entire soul master system in East Sea City.

Every day, countless soul masters rushed here from all directions, clutching their life savings, just to exchange them for a soul spirit they desired.

The reception hall on the first floor was bustling with people.

Long queues formed in front of the windows for white ten-year soul spirits, mostly consisting of low-level soul masters dressed in simple attire.

Meanwhile, the exclusive channels for purple thousand-year soul spirits, or even black ten-thousand-year soul spirits, were much quieter.

That was a threshold that ordinary people would never be able to touch in their entire lives.

The elevator rose steadily.

Xie Xie stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the city silhouette beneath his feet grow smaller and smaller, watching the clouds drift past the window, his legs feeling a bit weak.

"So... so high."

He was a native of East Sea City and had known of the Spirit Pagoda's existence since he was a child.

He had never been to such a high floor before.

He was currently standing in a top-floor area that ordinary people didn't even have the qualifications to book.

The carpet beneath his feet was so soft that his soles sank into it.

A faint scent of incense drifted through the air.

The antique Soul Devices displayed on both sides of the corridor were each worth a fortune.

"Hmph."

A cold snort came from behind him.

Gu Yue crossed her arms over her chest, lifted her chin slightly, and swept a glance at him from the corner of her eye.

"Country bumpkin, hick."

Xie Xie: "..."

He dared to be angry but dared not speak.

The three of them walked into the top-floor VIP lounge.

The hall was staggeringly spacious, with a ceiling height of at least ten meters.

Projections of various rare spirit souls were displayed on all four walls.

From white ten-year ones to black ten-thousand-year ones, each was sealed within a crystal container, emitting light that ranged from gentle to sharp.

The staff had been waiting for a long time.

The moment they saw Lin An, the person immediately stepped forward respectfully, bowing extremely low.

"Young Master Lin An, the Pagoda Master is already waiting for you in the VIP room."

"Lead the way."

Lin An nodded, his tone indifferent.

The VIP room was located on the seventy-second floor of the Spirit Pagoda, at a height of over four hundred meters.

The entire wall was floor-to-ceiling glass, offering a view that could overlook almost the entire East Sea City.

The harbor, the streets, and the tracks of the Island Ring Train spread out beneath his feet like a miniature scroll.

Xie Xie walked into the room, took one look out the window, and his legs went completely weak.

He leaned against the wall, his face turning pale.

Leng Yaozhu sat in the main seat.

Her reddish-brown hair was pulled into an elegant bun, and she wore a black uniform that accentuated the unique curves of a mature woman.

Seeing Gu Yue walk in while sticking close to Lin An, her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

She felt a sense of frustration at her lack of progress.

Everything she had said to her last night had been in vain.

How had she ended up acting like a sycophant again?