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Xianzhou 'Luofu', Tactical Stratagem Bureau.

A bonfire crackled in the courtyard.

Jing Yuan and Bai Heng huddled around it, drying their clothes.

Neither of them had imagined that this reunion of martial brothers, separated by seven hundred years, would take such a form.

"So, you're now a member of the Interastral Peace Corporation?" Jing Yuan asked, pouring wine.

Bai Heng took the wine jar Jing Yuan offered, saying, "To be precise, the Interastral Astronomical Society. It's affiliated with the Corporation but not entirely controlled by it. However, you don't need to think of me as part of any faction. I belong neither to the Interastral Peace Corporation nor to the Xianzhou. I am only loyal to myself now."

Jing Yuan pondered this, saying, "Neither the Interastral Peace Corporation nor the Xianzhou... I've heard of the Interastral Astronomical Society. The last Interastral Peace Weekly mentioned it, promoting how the Interastral Astronomical Society has established contact with the Simulated Universe, and one of its members became an assistant to a Genius... Wait... Could it be..."

As Jing Yuan began to guess, Bai Heng quickly clinked his cup against Jing Yuan's and gave him a look, urging him to stop talking.

Sitting opposite Bai Heng, Jingliu, who was admiring the moonlight, noticed their strange behavior and asked, "What are you two talking about?"

"Master, Bai Heng and I are catching up and talking about recent events," Jing Yuan said with a smile, calmly covering for Bai Heng.

"Oh?" Jingliu glanced at Bai Heng, naturally reaching out and taking the half-drunk cup of wine from Bai Heng. She twirled it in her slender fingers, then drained it in one gulp.

Then, she turned her own cup towards Bai Heng, signaling him to pour her another.

Bai Heng watched this scene.

He felt somewhat comforted.

Even though the three former master and martial siblings...

One had fallen to Mara-Struck, teetering on the edge of madness, one had reincarnated, and one had become one of the current Seven Arbiter-Generals of The Hunt, they could still gather in the courtyard, drinking wine and enjoying the moon as they once had.

They had changed, and yet, they hadn't.

Jingliu was still a drunkard, and Jing Yuan was still as easily intoxicated as ever.

Cup after cup, Jingliu was starting to show signs of intoxication.

Bai Heng spoke at this moment, "Master Jingliu... Since I'm now in a clerical position, can we change the training method?"

Jingliu pursed her lips, saying, "So what if you're in a clerical position? If I want you to learn my sword, I will teach you. Besides, even if you've lost all your sword techniques, I could tell from the previous probing that you still have the aptitude for swordsmanship. You've already missed the best age to learn the sword, so actual combat is the fastest way for you to improve."

"..." Bai Heng sighed, saying, "Then, be gentle when you beat me next time."

"You two are still the same as before, always fighting when you meet," Jing Yuan said with a hearty laugh, gloating.

Bai Heng rolled his eyes at Jing Yuan, who was enjoying the show.

But in truth, if Jingliu really wanted to hone his swordsmanship and improve his strength, it would actually be a good thing.

After all, walls have ears.

He would eventually have to tell Jingliu about his relationship with Ruan Mei.

Given their personalities, peaceful coexistence seemed unlikely.

Of course, he couldn't let them know about each other too soon.

After all, one of them was a Genius Society member, and the other was the former Sword Master of the 'Luofu'. Anyone who offended them would surely be reduced to ashes.

Neither of them was the type to share a husband. If a shura field really erupted, Jing Yuan might really have to build a grave for him.

Therefore, to cope with all the situations that were about to happen, Bai Heng needed to become stronger, until he had the ability to handle this inevitable shura field, and then take the initiative to reveal the truth.

Perhaps the reason for becoming stronger was a bit laughable, but Bai Heng didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

This Simulated Universe system that could change reality was actually very similar to reincarnation for a continued relationship.

After the first simulation, he was still somewhat evasive about his feelings for Ruan Mei.

But thinking about it carefully, facing those hundreds of years of waiting, perhaps Bai Heng had no right to evade at all.

Therefore, he would try his best not to disappoint either of them.

Thinking of this, Bai Heng decided to try to remove the "Beauty's Confidante" tag next time he started a simulation, otherwise, having a confidante in every life would be a bit troublesome.

"By the way, Bai Heng, how long are you staying on the Xianzhou this time?" Jing Yuan suddenly asked.

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"Subtracting the travel time, a week," Bai Heng replied, looking at his reflection in the jade cup in his hand. "Actually, it doesn't matter if I tell you the purpose of my visit."

Jing Yuan became interested, "Oh, tell me."

"The documents only say to come to the Xianzhou to collect information on the Yaksha Emblem, the Path of Abundance, and then investigate the details of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus. But the timing is quite clever, just after the Star Nucleus crisis broke out." Bai Heng stretched, seemingly implying something.

"Maybe my purpose is just to plant an eye on the Xianzhou 'Luofu'."

After hearing Bai Heng's words, Jing Yuan pondered for a moment, then smiled and said:

"How about this, I'll help you collect all the data you need this time, and then you can use the remaining time to practice with Master Jingliu."

"Hey, come on, Jing Yuan, you thick-browed guy, are you trying to trick your junior like this?" Bai Heng muttered.

Jing Yuan stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Remember to come to the Xianzhou 'Luofu' anytime if you can't make it in the Interastral Astronomical Society in the future. Also, you and Master Jingliu should stay at the Tactical Stratagem Bureau tonight. I think Master Jingliu is drunk, so take her back to her room later."

Bai Heng sighed, waved his hand, and said:

"Where is Master Jingliu's room? I'll take her back first."

As he spoke, Bai Heng glanced at Jingliu, who was already resting her head by the bonfire, looking like she had passed out.

Hearing Bai Heng's words, Jing Yuan suddenly said in an upbeat tone:

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that our Tactical Stratagem Bureau only has one guest room right now. Little Bai, why don't you just make do with Master Jingliu for the night?"

The corner of Bai Heng's mouth twitched slightly, but in the end, he still supported Jingliu, who was resting her head on his arm, and went with her to the room that Jing Yuan had mentioned.

After all, a straight tree is not afraid of a crooked shadow. He didn't have those kinds of thoughts, so naturally, there was no need to refuse.

However, when he helped Jingliu up, he realized that she was still conscious and not completely drunk.

When he held Jingliu's soft arm and led her to the door of that room, Jingliu suddenly murmured in a low voice:

"Put me down, I'll sleep in the courtyard tonight."

"Master Jingliu, you don't want to share a room with me?" Bai Heng asked in a relaxed tone.

"It's not that..." Jingliu's fair face was slightly flushed with alcohol. Perhaps worried that Bai Heng would misunderstand, she explained:

"You should be able to feel it, after falling into the Mara-Struck state... my body is very cold. Being with me will be very uncomfortable. So for a long time, I've been sleeping outside, I'm already used to it..."

Bai Heng, who had originally been in a teasing tone, was slightly stunned after hearing these words.

But immediately, he took Jingliu's hand and led her directly into the room.

Upon entering the room, he saw that Jing Yuan had specially chosen a large bedroom for them.

The bed was completely big enough for two people to lie down.

Bai Heng didn't argue with Jingliu about who would sleep on the bed and who would sleep on the floor.

After all, he had already shared a bed once in his previous life, and he wouldn't do anything other than hold her hand and pinch her cheek.

So, after a moment, the two of them lay down on the bed together.

Bai Heng did feel a chill emanating from Jingliu's body, but if it was only for one night, it shouldn't be a big problem.

There was a hand's distance between them.

To avoid embarrassment, Bai Heng also whispered in advance:

"Master Jingliu, rest assured, I won't get out of line."

But not long after he finished speaking, Bai Heng felt a rustling sound beside him.

Before he could look towards the inside of the bed, he found that his arm had already been grabbed by a pair of cold, soft hands.

Jingliu directly held Bai Heng's arm like that, her slender legs slightly bent, pressing against Bai Heng's body.

"Master... Jingliu?" Bai Heng's brain was racing, his expression dazed.

Jingliu's face was slightly flushed due to the alcohol, her breath like musk, but still carrying a sweet fragrance.

She stared at Bai Heng like that, her voice faintly broken:

"But I never said that I wouldn't... get out of line."

"Mas..."

As the words fell, Jingliu bit his lips.

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