Can I Call You Xueqi, Senior Sister Lu?

Can I Call You Xueqi, Senior Sister Lu?

The sudden question

immediately flustered the waiter.

He really had intercepted someone else's dish and served it to Ji Changfeng's table first.

This sort of thing was actually quite normal.

After all...

People judged the situation and acted accordingly.

But the waiter had not expected anyone to call him out.

For a moment, everyone in the inn turned to look.

"Huh?" Hearing the Green-clad Maiden's question, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the Stewed Mei Fish on the table and was instantly stunned...

Qi Hao silently set down his chopsticks, intending to see how the waiter planned to handle this.

He had long grown accustomed to

this sort of behavior, where people treated others differently based on who they were.

After all, he had lived for so long.

If the waiter could not resolve it, then he would try stepping in...

Lu Xueqi raised her eyes and glanced at the Green-clad Maiden, a trace of surprise appearing in her gaze.

Ji Changfeng's expression did not change.

He continued eating the Stewed Mei Fish on the table.

He had clearly anticipated the Green-clad Maiden's sudden appearance...

Biyao?

Ji Changfeng calmly glanced at the Green-clad Maiden. Of course, most of his attention was on the Black-veiled Woman.

So I really ran into them...

At that moment,

the waiter gave Biyao a flustered smile, though it was an extremely forced one.

"Esteemed guest, your dish will be ready shortly. I'll bring it out for you right away..."

With that, the waiter planned to head into the kitchen.

"Hold it!"

But Biyao clearly had no intention of letting him off.

A flash of embarrassment and anger passed through her lively eyes as she said, "So by your reasoning, their dish really is ours?!"

As she spoke, she pointed at Ji Changfeng.

"Th-this..." The waiter hesitated, not knowing how to explain himself.

Seeing this, Qi Hao frowned.

He had just been about to stand and help the waiter out, but Ji Changfeng beside him gave a light cough.

"Cough, cough."

"Senior Brother Qi, let's eat first."

The moment he finished speaking,

a surge of Sword Intent suddenly erupted from Ji Changfeng's body.

Whoosh—

The Sword Intent brushed lightly over Biyao before unhesitatingly crushing down on the Black-veiled Woman.

Because Ji Changfeng knew

that the one truly calling the shots among this group was the Black-veiled Woman—the Vermilion Bird, one of the Ghost King Sect's Four Holy Envoys.

Boom—

Biyao only felt a breeze sweep past her.

Even though the Sword Intent had not fully targeted her, her face still turned pale.

After all...

The pressure of the Supreme Purity Realm

was not something she could withstand, even if only a trace leaked out.

"Yao'er, come back!"

The Black-veiled Woman's expression did not change as she merely spoke softly.

Hearing this, Biyao gave a light snort.

She shot Ji Changfeng and the others an annoyed glare before turning around and walking back.

Seeing this,

the waiter hurried into the kitchen as well.

He understood now.

None of these people were someone he could afford to provoke.

"Junior Brother Ji..." Qi Hao looked at Ji Changfeng with some confusion, seemingly asking why he had stopped him from stepping in.

"Senior Brother Qi, let's eat first."

"These people are not simple."

Ji Changfeng spoke calmly.

Qi Hao's eyes narrowed slightly at those words.

He discreetly glanced at Biyao and the others, then finally sat down and quietly continued eating.

Lu Xueqi was somewhat curious.

Not simple?

In what way were they not simple?

She wanted to ask Ji Changfeng about it, but in the end, she did not speak in front of so many people.

The four of them quietly ate dinner.

The sky gradually darkened as well.

"Let's rest for the night. We'll set off for Kongsan Mountain tomorrow morning," Ji Changfeng said.

"Alright." Qi Hao and the others nodded.

The four returned to their respective rooms.

At night, the cicadas chirped without pause.

Ji Changfeng could not sleep at all, but he could not be bothered to cultivate either.

So he simply went next door.

"Senior Sister Lu, are you asleep?"

Ji Changfeng knocked gently on the door.

Couldn't sleep at night?

Then he might as well chat with his senior sister!

Click—

The door was quickly opened.

Lu Xueqi wore a long white dress. She gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and tilted her head as she looked at Ji Changfeng in confusion.

She seemed to be asking—was something the matter?

Leaning against the doorframe, Ji Changfeng looked at the dazed Senior Sister Lu and could not help smiling.

"Senior Sister Lu, can you sleep?"

"How about we chat for a while?"

Lu Xueqi pressed her lips together slightly at his words, then nodded gently. "Alright."

The moment she spoke,

she saw Ji Changfeng walk directly into her room.

"???"

Lu Xueqi was somewhat dumbfounded.

She silently watched Ji Changfeng, her eyes as calm as water.

"Senior Sister Lu, what's wrong?"

Ji Changfeng looked at her in confusion, then walked over and shut the door for her.

"Come on, let's chat for a bit."

With that,

he took Lu Xueqi's small hand and led her toward the table at the side.

Lu Xueqi followed him dazedly, a trace of confusion showing in her clear eyes.

This...

seemed to be her room, didn't it?

Once they reached the table, Ji Changfeng and Lu Xueqi sat down.

He was still holding Lu Xueqi's little hand.

But Lu Xueqi came to her senses at that moment. She struggled lightly, then withdrew her hand and lowered her head, not quite daring to look at Ji Changfeng.

Nai Qi was truly rather amusing.

Her emotions did not fluctuate much.

But...

Whenever she blushed, felt embarrassed, or got angry, she became especially vivid.

"Senior Sister Lu, is there really nothing you want to say to me?" Ji Changfeng propped his chin up with one hand, staring unblinkingly at the Cold Girl before him.

Lu Xueqi looked somewhat lost at his words.

After thinking for a moment, she softly asked, "Why... do you call me Senior Sister?"

After saying that,

Lu Xueqi raised her eyes to look at Ji Changfeng.

A serious look appeared in her eyes, as though she were genuinely very curious about this question.

After all...

She had lost the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament.

According to their wager,

she should be the one calling him Senior Brother.

Ji Changfeng smiled lightly. Looking at the earnest Cold Girl before him, he said, "Didn't you enter the sect before I did? It's only right for me to call you Senior Sister."

"But..." Lu Xueqi silently lowered her head. "I lost the wager from four years ago."

"You can't call me Senior Sister."

Ji Changfeng raised a brow slightly. "Not call you Senior Sister? Then what should I call you? Junior Sister? Or..."

"Xueqi?"

The moment he said "Xueqi,"

the room fell silent.

Lu Xueqi's cheeks flushed faintly. She silently looked elsewhere and softly said,

"Call me whatever you want."

"Really?" Ji Changfeng's eyes lit up.

"Then I..."

"Can call you Xueqi?"

"Mm." The Cold Girl nodded slightly.

Her long eyelashes trembled gently. Her hands rested uneasily on her knees, and the blush on her cheeks said it all.

At that moment,

the girl's blush surpassed everything.