"Strangeness?"
Song Qingyan wrinkled her delicate nose and furrowed her brows.
"Jiang Cheng, can you smell anything?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng's eyelids twitched, and he almost spat out all the water he had just drunk.
No, is your nose really that sensitive?
Jiang Cheng coughed twice and said calmly.
No, you must have smelled it wrong.
Yeah?
As Martial Artist, one's five senses are far superior to those of ordinary people; logically, this shouldn't be the case.
Song Qingyan's eyes were full of doubt, but she didn't think much of it.
She turned her gaze back to Jiang Cheng, gently biting her pink lips, hesitant to speak.
Forehead...
What's this for?
Say whatever you want to say; you've piqued my damn curiosity.
Seeing Song Qingyan's hesitant expression, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but speak up.
"Qingyan, is there something you want to say?"
After hesitating for a moment, Song Qingyan clenched her fist and mustered her courage to speak.
"Jiang Cheng, that night you... saw my body, didn't you?"
The moment the words were spoken, an awkward silence filled the air.
Is this a accusation?
Jiang Cheng wanted to slap himself twice for having to ask such a stupid question.
However, now that he has seen it, he will not deny it.
"Yes, I saw it."
Seeing Jiang Cheng admit it, Song Qingyan's lips curled up, and she continued,
"Then you should take responsibility for me."
What, take responsibility?
Jiang Cheng's jaw nearly dropped; he was momentarily stunned and didn't react.
It took him a while to recover, and he managed to utter a few words with difficulty.
"Are you serious?"
Isn't Song Qingyan a martial arts fanatic?
I can understand if the plot is off-track, but the character design is completely off-track!
Could it be that he misunderstood, and the responsibility she spoke of was different from what he thought?
Jiang Cheng thought about it more and more and it seemed very possible.
The responsibility that Song Qingyan mentioned probably only meant that he should compensate her for some emotional distress.
He didn't think he was that charming that every woman would like him.
"Of course I'm serious!"
Song Qingyan nodded affirmatively.
"You saw my naked body and even touched my feet. I've decided you're the one for me."
"You have to marry me, or I'll be left all alone for the rest of my life."
Glug~
Jiang Cheng swallowed hard, his head buzzing.
Marry... marry her?
He had just convinced himself that he was wrong when he was immediately proven wrong.
"Qingyan, you can't act impulsively in this kind of thing. You should calm down."
Jiang Cheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Such a stunning beauty is asking him to take responsibility; any normal man would be tempted.
But the biggest difference between humans and animals is that humans can control their desires.
If you sleep with every pretty woman you see, what's the difference between you and a teddy bear?
He's not Ye Bufan!
"What, are you trying to back out?"
Song Qingyan stared longingly at Jiang Cheng, her face filled with undisguised grievance.
For a moment, Jiang Cheng felt as if he had broken a cardinal rule.
Just then, the bathroom door opened.
Shen Xiyue looked at the two of them in confusion, "What are you talking about?"
In fact, with her abilities, she heard the conversation perfectly clearly.
She's only doing this to help Jiang Cheng out of this predicament. If she hadn't come out, this blockhead would have been in a real dilemma.
In her opinion, there was only one way to make Jiang Cheng take responsibility: to make it a fait accompli!
At that point, given his personality, it would be impossible for him to remain indifferent.
"Sister Xiyue, it's... it's nothing."
Upon hearing Shen Xiyue's voice, Song Qingyan stammered like a child caught stealing candy.
My benefactor!
Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
He made up his mind; he was magnanimous and wouldn't hold a grudge against Shen Xiyue over the gift.
Jiang Cheng stayed until evening, having dinner with Shen Xiyue and the other woman, before leaving.
Song Qingyan sighed, her eyes lowered.
She hadn't heard Jiang Cheng's reply yet...
At this moment, Shen Xiyue spoke with a smile.
"What, you were pretty bold when you asked Jiang Cheng to take responsibility, weren't you?"
"Why are you so dejected now? If you can't bear to part with him, then stop him from leaving."
Upon hearing this, Song Qingyan looked somewhat flustered.
"Sister Xiyue, did you hear everything?"
"I'm not deaf."
Shen Xiyue rolled her eyes in annoyance, then whispered something in Song Qingyan's ear.
"Wouldn't this be a bit too forceful?"
Song Qingyan's pretty face flushed, and she could barely speak.
Shen Xiyue waved her hand. She couldn't very well say that's exactly what she did, could she?
Then this girl will know that she and Jiang Cheng have had sex, and she'll be so envious that she can't sleep.
"Don't worry, I'll help you then, we'll go together!"
Meanwhile, at Qingshan Mental Hospital.
"Feng Lao, news has come from the Southwest that Grandmaster Expert has arrived in Jiang Cheng."
At the Security Booth, Yang Yongxin looked respectfully at the old man who was dozing on a chair, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan.
"Grandmasters aren't like cabbages growing on the roadside; whose cabbage is that?"
After a long while, a casual voice rang out.
"The Feng Family."
Yang Yongxin lowered his head, "I don't know their purpose, what do you think...?"
Before he could finish speaking, the old man shook his head.
"Those rules can only restrain Martial Artist below the Grandmaster level. For Grandmasters, they can at most make them slightly wary."
Upon hearing this, Yang Yongxin nodded bitterly.
Official organizations like theirs mainly target Martial Artist below the Grandmaster level.
Grandmaster Expert only dare to observe each other's every move from the shadows.
If the other party uses force to break the law, then the only option is to report it.
"Feng Lao, what if the other party doesn't follow the rules?"
"If you break the rules, I will take action."
"But your injuries, if..."
Before Yang Yongxin could finish speaking, the old man waved his hand impatiently.
"Don't say that. Although the old man is old, his blade is still sharp. If you have the guts, come and try it."
"But now, I'm going to sleep, you get out of here..."
Seeing this, Yang Yongxin sighed helplessly, shook his head, and turned to leave.
In the darkness, a pair of cloudy eyes suddenly opened.
It seemed to be a recollection, yet it carried a hint of pain and an almost imperceptible chill.
He muttered to himself, "Having lingered on for so many years, is this fate?"
On the other side, Jiangcheng Airport.
A middle-aged man dressed in a gray shirt, exuding an aura of profound mystery, walked out with his hands behind his back.
"Uncle Hui".
Feng Hui, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed forward, his face full of excitement.
"Third Young Master."
The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Feng Hui, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
"You've gotten even stronger in the two years I haven't seen you."
The two exchanged pleasantries as they got into the car.
"Third Young Master, what trouble have you encountered this time?"
The middle-aged man asked in confusion,
"Didn't the patriarch already give instructions? Is there anything that can't be resolved?"
Feng Hui's face darkened, and he embellished the story before revealing his plan.
After listening, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and he said disdainfully,
"So what if it's just a mere merchant family, even if they have some influence?"
"Don't worry, Third Young Master, leave this to me."
Feng Hui was overjoyed, but then a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he thought of Jiang Cheng and Jiang Ruoxue.
Ha~ you shameless woman, don't you like him?
This time, I'm going to make you cater to me.
It would be quite a spectacle in front of the man you love...