Let Her Sleep

"You're Song Zhizhi, right?" Suddenly, a richly dressed young man called out to her. He looked Song Zhizhi up and down. "I heard you were the first to reach the summit? You don't look like much. You're only at the seventh level of Qi Refinement."

Song Zhizhi looked at him in confusion, completely baffled. "And you are?"

The young man lifted his chin arrogantly. "I am Feng Yu

Long

."

Song Zhizhi: ...

Feng Yulong—an expendable villain from the early part of the original novel who had crazily provoked Song Miaomiao, only to be repeatedly slapped in the face by the female lead later on.

The reason Feng Yulong had gone against Song Miaomiao seemed to be that he believed the female lead had stolen his first-place position. Even when reading the novel, Song Zhizhi had disliked him.

Feng Yulong was not only petty, but also vindictive. He would never rest until he achieved his goal.

And now, she was the one in first place, and she was the one Feng Yulong had set his sights on.

Song Zhizhi was utterly numb. This was supposed to be a plotline that happened to the female lead—what was it doing happening to her, a supporting female character? She had no desire to get tangled up with Feng Yulong.

She silently took a step back. "You've got the wrong person. I'm not Song Zhizhi."

For now, she should deny it. Once Feng Yulong secured a spot as an Inner Sect Disciple and she remained in the outer sect, he would not remember a minor nobody like her.

Feng Yulong:?

Seeing the utterly guiltless expression on Song Zhizhi's face, he briefly wondered if he had mistaken her for someone else.

"Zhizhi!" Suddenly, someone called her name. The voice sounded familiar, and Song Zhizhi instinctively turned around, only to find an acquaintance—the girl she had met in Myriad Sword City half a month ago, the one whose scumbag boyfriend had cheated on her.

Song Zhizhi was somewhat surprised, though not entirely. After all, most young people who had appeared in Myriad Sword City during that time had come for the Sword Sect.

The girl familiarly linked arms with Song Zhizhi. "Everything happened so suddenly that day, I forgot to ask your name. So your name is Zhizhi! I'm Liu Changfei. You can call me by my nickname, Feifei."

Liu Changfei did not say much about her circumstances, but her bright mood made it clear that the matter with that scumbag had already been resolved.

However...

Song Zhizhi sensed Feng Yulong's cold, sinister gaze, and her brow twitched. When she turned back, she indeed saw Feng Yulong's dark expression. He stared at Song Zhizhi in disbelief, his face gloomy as he gritted his teeth. "You toyed with me? Since childhood, no one has ever dared to make a fool of me like this!"

Song Zhizhi: Uh...

Only then did Liu Changfei belatedly realize that the atmosphere seemed off. She turned her head and swept Feng Yulong from head to toe, then snorted coldly. "Feng, what are you doing here? This isn't your Wind Spirit Island. If you want to throw your weight around, you picked the wrong place."

Feng Yulong narrowed his eyes. "Liu Changfei, this isn't your Medicine King City either. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Liu Changfei was not afraid of his dark face at all. With one hand on her hip, she said, "Zhizhi is my friend. Her business is my business. Try touching even a hair on Zhizhi's head, and I'll make sure you regret it!"

Feng Yulong looked at Liu Changfei, then at Song Zhizhi. Whether he was wary of the force behind Liu Changfei or simply did not want to cause trouble in the Sword Sect, he finally gritted his teeth and said unwillingly to Song Zhizhi, "I won't hold it against you today, but just you wait!"

Song Zhizhi noticed the viciousness in Feng Yulong's eyes and frowned. It seemed he had also pinned the anger he suffered from Liu Changfei on her. This man's heart was narrower than the tip of a needle.

Still, Song Zhizhi was very grateful for Liu Changfei's defense just now, and she thanked her.

Liu Changfei waved her hand magnanimously. "I just can't stand people like him. You helped me once, and I'll help you once. From now on, we're friends! Friends don't say thank you."

"My father is the City Lord of Medicine King City. Don't worry. Their Wind Spirit Island still depends on my family for cultivation pills, so he wouldn't dare offend us!"

Medicine King City? Song Zhizhi suddenly remembered something. She looked seriously at Liu Changfei and asked, "Do you have any other sisters?"

Liu Changfei shook her head. "No. My parents only have me. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, I was just asking." Song Zhizhi casually brushed it off, but her heart was nowhere near as calm as she appeared.

She had no impression of the name Liu Changfei, but the identity of the City Lord of Medicine King City appeared in the later parts of the original novel. Yet in the original novel, Medicine King City's City Lord was not surnamed Liu, but Zhang.

The original novel mentioned that City Lord Zhang's wife, Madam Liu, died young. Her parents could not bear the pain of losing their daughter and passed away one after another. After their deaths, City Lord Zhang smoothly took control of Medicine King City.

Now it seemed that Liu Changfei was that Madam Liu who had died young, while City Lord Zhang was Zhang Xing, the scumbag she had encountered not long ago.

If she had not interfered, Liu Changfei would have married Zhang Xing. In the end, she might truly have died young in an accident—or perhaps that scumbag would have murdered her for her wealth, sucking her dry to the marrow until even her family fortune fell into his hands.

Song Zhizhi looked at Liu Changfei, then thought of her ending in the original novel. With mixed feelings, she sighed, patted Liu Changfei on the shoulder, and said, "There are so many men in the world. When choosing one, you have to keep your eyes peeled. Never settle. It's best to find someone of good character. You absolutely must not choose the kind of man who only has a pretty face but treats you with indifference!"

"As for men, if this one doesn't work, just get another."

Liu Changfei:?

She assumed Song Zhizhi was comforting her, telling her not to be heartbroken over Zhang Xing, so she nodded hard. "Don't worry, Zhizhi. I understand!"

Song Zhizhi did not know that someone else had heard her words.

Sword Venerable Mingxiao shut off the Water Mirror with a dark face. Thinking of Song Zhizhi's words, his gaze darkened. What did she mean by that? She ran away that day because she thought I wasn't good enough?

Sword Venerable Mingxiao replayed that night's memories. The tips of his fair ears slowly reddened. His technique had indeed been lacking that night, but he was capable! Very capable!

Author's Note:

The ever-competitive Sword Venerable Mingxiao opened Little X Book overnight to study techniques. (Not really.)

Let Her Sleep

Song Zhizhi had no idea that someone had overheard what she had just said. Meng Ping had everyone find a place to sit, then took out a high-grade spirit stone. Song Zhizhi seemed to catch a fleeting look of reluctance on his face when he took out the spirit stone, but upon closer inspection, it seemed like an illusion.

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