Inequalities Are Useful

Emerging from the cold alleyway.

Jingliu re-wrapped the black veil around her eyes and walked ahead, Bai Heng following behind her.

Perhaps Jingliu was satisfied with Bai Heng's sincere answer just now, so she didn't continue to make things difficult for him, and instead led him... to go shopping?

Although Bai Heng was already feeling a bit sleepy and was thinking of finding an inn to stay, he didn't say a word when Jingliu told him to follow, but obediently trailed behind her.

However, halfway there, Bai Heng still posed a question:

"Master Jingliu, with your current notoriety on the Xianzhou 'Luofu', aren't you worried about being recognized by the local people?"

As Bai Heng asked this question, Jingliu stopped at a stall selling candied hawthorns, gazing at the strings of crystal-clear candied fruits on the target while replying:

"To the people of the Xianzhou, Jingliu, one of the Five Kasas of the Cloud, the former Sword Master known as Wuxia Feiguang, has long disappeared. Even if stage plays remind the current Xianzhou people of my existence, they wouldn't believe that I, swaggering down the street, am that former Sword Master."

"Even if someone thinks I resemble that Sword Master, they would at most regard me as her impersonator, a clumsy imitator... Besides, that beautified Luofu Sword Master wouldn't use a black veil to cover her eyes like I do."

After hearing Jingliu's words, Bai Heng understood.

Because it's like seeing a historical figure from a textbook walking down the street.

You would wonder if this person is that historical figure who time-traveled, or if that historical figure is just a cosplayer.

After Jingliu explained this to Bai Heng, she stepped forward and plucked two candied hawthorns from the target.

Holding one herself, she handed the other to Bai Heng, saying:

"Here, have one."

"Huh?" Bai Heng took the candied hawthorn with some surprise, and said thank you.

But after he said thank you.

The two stood in front of the candied hawthorn stand for a long time without moving.

Bai Heng didn't know why Jingliu wasn't moving.

He wasn't moving because he was waiting for Jingliu to pay.

The owner of the candied hawthorn stand blinked, sizing up the pair of men and women in front of him who looked very much like lovers.

"You two..."

"I'll pay..." Bai Heng covered his forehead and stepped forward to swipe his Credit card.

Fortunately, even small vendors like this one supported Credit card payments, otherwise, without any Credits, he would have had to drag Jingliu away.

After leaving the candied hawthorn stand, Bai Heng asked in a low voice:

"Master Jingliu, didn't you say you were treating me?"

"I have no money. I am no longer the Luofu Sword Master, without a salary, so I don't have a single Credit on me." Jingliu said without changing her expression:

"Besides, I only said I was treating you, not that I was paying."

Hearing those calm yet astonishing words, Bai Heng couldn't help but sigh:

"Master Jingliu... you really are as self-willed as ever."

The two continued walking along the street, occasionally buying snacks, eating and digesting along the way.

But to be honest, Bai Heng was really sleepy.

But Jingliu didn't seem tired at all, and every time Bai Heng uttered the title "Master Jingliu."

Jingliu would vaguely reveal a kind of pleased emotion.

In fact, Bai Heng could understand this emotion.

After all... seven hundred years had passed, the Five Kasas of the Cloud would never reunite, and former comrades had either fallen into Mara-Struck or died in the Shuhuo Uprising.

Bai Heng didn't know how deep his importance was in her heart.

But if he had to kill Jingliu twice with his own hands, he might also become a madman, even more completely insane.

Now, her story is spread everywhere on the 'Luofu', but in the eyes of the Xianzhou people, she is already the former Sword Master who has long disappeared.

Perhaps, the former Jingliu had already died.

Then what did the troubles of the world have to do with her?

For seven hundred years, she had been wandering alone in the sea of stars, enduring the pain brought by the Mara-Struck.

According to the records in the classics, those who fall into Mara-Struck have their six senses reversed and lose all human ethics.

Even if she didn't completely fall into madness, those past memories would be forgotten little by little.

Under such circumstances, she had waited for him for seven hundred years... perhaps it was really just for that "Master Jingliu" that remained deep in her memory.

As he thought of this, Bai Heng was already sitting with Jingliu at a teahouse. Bai Heng went to the shop to buy some pastries and fruits, preparing to spend some time here with Jingliu.

At least... during this time on the Xianzhou, he wanted to spend more time with her.

"By the way, Master Jingliu, can I take off your black veil and see what you look like now?" While tasting the pastries and fruits, Bai Heng asked this question:

Jingliu was slightly stunned when she heard this, then hesitated and nodded.

Having obtained her consent.

Bai Heng tentatively reached out, using his slender fingers to gently brush aside Jingliu's hair near her ear.

She didn't flinch, but simply gazed at Bai Heng from such a close distance, until he gently pulled off the obscuring black veil.

Revealing her exquisite face, with its delicate, jade-white nose, clearly defined lips, and a beauty as refined as the moon.

Beneath those long eyelashes, her dark red almond eyes drank in the moonlight, meeting his gaze.

Her gaze was exceptionally calm, yet Bai Heng could read so much stubbornness and madness within it.

Just as Bai Heng was about to say something.

Jingliu preemptively asked the question she had been holding back all the way, the very question she had been trying to find an opportunity to ask tonight:

"Bai Heng, when... will you marry me?"

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