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After the previous bout, which consumed quite a bit of energy, Xian Yue climbed into the carriage and rummaged through the food inside. When Lan Yixuan and Bai Zhanfeng got onto the carriage, they saw her eating meat and drinking tea heartily, completely unrefined, without a trace of femininity.
Bai Zhanfeng was filled with confusion. He remembered how Lan Yixuan, who was known for his cleanliness, had once asked him for a fair duel to settle their differences. However, before they even began, Lan Yixuan had dismissed himself, claiming to be inferior, which infuriated Bai Zhanfeng. Taking advantage of Lan Yixuan's turn, he launched a sudden attack, intentionally letting himself get a bit dirty in the process. When he left, he hastily changed into clean clothes. Since then, he would often take a detour to avoid Lan Yixuan whenever they crossed paths.
But now, Lan Yixuan allowed this coarse and unrefined woman to sit in his usual spot, eating his food. If he wasn't mistaken, she was using his cup as well. Earlier, he had held her in his arms, as if he was reluctant to let go.
Bai Zhanfeng turned in a daze to look at Lan Yixuan beside him, only to find him calm and composed, as if he was used to it, which puzzled him even more.
"Bai brother, please," Lan Yixuan said softly, pulling Bai Zhanfeng back from his questioning thoughts.
"I'm full," Xian Yue said. "I'm going to sleep."
Xian Yue looked up, wiped her mouth, and, noticing Lan Yixuan and Bai Zhanfeng approaching, rubbed her greasy hands vigorously on the tablecloth before rushing to her designated bed. Before leaving, she didn't forget to give Bai Zhanfeng a disdainful glance to express her dissatisfaction with him.
Unlike Lan Yixuan, Bai Zhanfeng, despite being born into wealth, had grown up with martial artists in Changtian Mountain Manor since childhood, and was indifferent to minor details. He naturally didn't care about such trivial messiness and took a seat without hesitation.
"Lei Yun," Lan Yixuan said, and Lei Yun walked in, clearing the bones and spilled wine from the table. He also thoughtfully replaced the tablecloth that Xian Yue had wiped her hands on and prepared tea and snacks for Lan Yixuan and Bai Zhanfeng.
"Lan Yixuan, I never expected you would know such a woman," Bai Zhanfeng remarked, feeling incredulous.
It was even more surprising that he brought her along.
Bai Zhanfeng glanced at Xian Yue, who had fallen asleep on the bed, laughing heartily. His laughter was as robust as his personality, giving an impression of boldness.
"Meeting is fate; it's fate that we can know each other and travel together to Pan City," Lan Yixuan said, lifting his teacup and gently sniffing it. The steam rose, creating a faint mist, obscuring his brows and eyes.
"If we're talking about fate, don't you think we have an even deeper connection? Why do you always avoid fighting me?" Bai Zhanfeng said, downing the tea in one go, slamming the cup onto the table to express his dissatisfaction with Lan Yixuan.
"Bai Gongzi's martial arts are unparalleled, and I am simply inferior and willing to concede," Lan Yixuan replied politely, his demeanor elegant and refined, without any flaws.
Bai Zhanfeng knew he was not a match for Lan Yixuan in verbal sparring and didn't pursue the matter further.
"I'm here primarily on my master's orders to eliminate those two to prevent them from causing further chaos in Jianghu. I passed through Fan City and heard that you've captured them," Bai Zhanfeng said, looking at Lan Yixuan, expecting him to hand the criminals over.
"They are no longer in my possession," Lan Yixuan replied, putting down his teacup and gazing calmly at Bai Zhanfeng.
"Please inform Elder Nian that they can no longer wreak havoc in Jianghu," he added, smiling gracefully.
Bai Zhanfeng felt a surge of anger in his heart. How could such a big man act so slowly and womanly? He couldn't help but feel annoyed but somehow found him irresistibly natural.
"Lan Gongzi, you must also be heading to the martial arts conference in Pan City, right?" Bai Zhanfeng asked, his tone firm, though it was a question.
The Pan City grand gathering occurred once every ten years. If one could seize the top position, it would bring fame and glory, not to mention the Blood Toad that could enhance one's martial arts for a decade. Even if he didn't care about these things, who could resist such excitement?
Lan Yixuan turned around, his gaze passing through the beaded curtain to look at Xian Yue, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. He then looked at Bai Zhanfeng. "I have already promised someone else. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you this time, Bai brother."
Bai Zhanfeng turned to look at Xian Yue, who was lost in dreams. "Is it because of her?" he asked, both puzzled and dismissive.
Lan Yixuan glanced at Xian Yue and then at Bai Zhanfeng, smiling without saying a word.
Bai Zhanfeng snorted, glaring angrily at Xian Yue. He had always wanted to fight Lan Yixuan and thought this would be his chance, but unexpectedly, he couldn't convince him to fight.
Bai Zhanfeng stood up, swinging aside the annoying beaded curtain, glaring at Xian Yue, who looked completely at ease. He felt as if he could poke a hole in her face and, bending down, he intended to pull her up. Xian Yue seemed to sense it in advance, suddenly turning and waving his hand away. A crisp sound echoed, and Bai Zhanfeng touched his left cheek, wishing he could swallow her whole.
Xian Yue's face was pressed against the pillow, and as she opened her eyes, they sparkled like the cold river reflecting the moon, filled with delight, showing no hint of sleepiness.
For her? Bai Zhanfeng truly had a vivid imagination. That hypocrite Lan Yixuan didn't want to fight, so why push the responsibility onto her?
"Get up, woman!" Bai Zhanfeng crouched beside Xian Yue and shouted into her ear, his voice echoing loudly, sending vibrations through the carriage.
Even though Xian Yue wanted to pretend to be asleep and take advantage of the situation, she couldn't continue doing so.
She suddenly sat upright, meeting Bai Zhanfeng's dark gaze, which was deep and intense, darker than the night sky.
"A man who bullies women is not a man."
Although she was annoyed, she felt secure since he had never actually laid a hand on her, indicating he wasn't the type to hit women.
"You—" Bai Zhanfeng gripped Xian Yue's wrist, pointing at Lan Yixuan. "You go tell him that the previous agreement doesn't count. Let him fight me, and I won't hold that slap against you."
Since he was young, no one had ever hit his face, so how could he not be angry?
"He's not my son; how could he possibly listen to me?"
Men cared about their reputation. The slap earlier wasn't intentional on Xian Yue's part; she just meant to wave his hand away. Who knew his head would be lowered so much?
"You— you—"
Bai Zhanfeng was used to challenging others; if it were just a verbal contest, he knew he couldn't match Xian Yue. Furthermore, he had tried both soft and hard approaches but still hadn't had a satisfying fight with him.
"Let go."
Bai Zhanfeng stared blankly at Xian Yue, whose skin was as smooth as jade, with a faint pink hue. Her eyes sparkled with a clear light, and her anger made them shine even more brightly, resembling stars in the night sky. Her lips were slightly pursed, and Bai Zhanfeng felt that this woman naturally carried an air of authority, just like Lan Yixuan, entirely unlike a typical Jianghu person.
By the time he came back to his senses, Bai Zhanfeng had already released her, but he felt frustrated. Suddenly, something struck him, and he turned to lie down beside Xian Yue.
"What are you doing? This is my spot."
In broad daylight, with both of them fully clothed, there was nothing inappropriate about sleeping together. However, the small space made it a bit cramped.
"I'm tired; I want to sleep together."
He said this and shot a smug glance at Lan Yixuan.
"Please leave me some space."
With the notion of gender propriety still firmly entrenched in her mind, she hadn't been poisoned by this belief yet. Moreover, it was daytime, and both of them were fully clothed; she had nothing to fear.
"Bai Gongzi, if Nian girl knows you are sleeping with another woman—"
Lan Yixuan raised his cup as a kind reminder. Before he could finish his sentence, Bai Zhanfeng sprang up, darting back to his original spot, sitting opposite Lan Yixuan.
The carriage continued on its journey, and on the third day, around noon, they arrived at the gates of Yanjing. From afar, they could hear the bustling sounds, and Xian Yue lifted the curtain, sticking her head out. The streets were filled with people dressed in luxurious garments,"Step aside, step aside."
Xian Yue was captivated by the scene when she suddenly saw a group of Feathered Forest Army soldiers, armed with swords, rushing towards them. They stopped in front of a carriage, and the leader bowed respectfully towards it, speaking something she couldn't hear. Suddenly, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and someone stepped out, dressed in white, looking like an otherworldly immortal, silhouetted against the light—only their back was visible.
"What are you looking at?"
Bai Zhanfeng leaned closer and followed Xian Yue's gaze, also noticing the man in white. "Jun Pinyu, what is he doing in Yanjing?"
Xian Yue turned to look at Bai Zhanfeng. Jun Pinyu, the world's number one divine doctor—was that really him?