CHAPTER 199: CHAPTER 167: NOT LETTING YOU SEE IT (SEEKING SUBSCRIPTION)_2

It’s obvious that Xun Yu’s enemy is Yuchi; why doesn’t Xun Yu hold a grudge against him and instead speak with him?

"Yuchi." Song Yinghan spoke, standing still gracefully in her white dress.

"What is it?" Yuchi stopped his pace simultaneously, the oil-paper umbrella shading the woman’s beautiful hair bun.

"Did you just ask me what I like?" Song Yinghan asked.

"Yes, whatever you like, I’ll give it to you." Yuchi smiled.

"I like the feeling of trust you give me."

Song Yinghan calmly replied.

She just wants to know what the actual situation is.

She doesn’t want to have come all the way to Jiangzhou City, merely as a formality.

Even if it were only a formality, she needs to know what really happened before and after.

She now feels she’s just skimming the surface, unable to see how deep the water really is.

Yuchi smiled and said, "I feel the same, I like the feeling of trust you give me."

Song Yinghan fell silent.

She felt a bit angered, unsure why, as she always felt Yuchi was hiding something from her.

If he trusts me, he should tell me everything.

No matter what, I can always lend a helping hand.

Suddenly, Yuchi faced her.

Standing in the alley, his right arm applied slight force, pulling her into his embrace.

Feeling her chaotic body in his arms, experiencing the warmth of being depended on.

Yuchi’s forehead rested on her warm mask.

"The time is not right, once it is, I’ll tell you everything."

"For now, just trust me, trust that I can handle this matter elegantly."

"Okay?"

"My dear Yinghan, the beautiful?"

Yuchi bowed slightly, speaking softly beside her fair ear.

Song Yinghan... like a dazed red-crowned crane, her arms drooping by her sides, leaning in Yuchi’s embrace.

Being held like this!

Who could withstand it?

Passersby were gaping, eyes almost falling out; this old man doing such things in broad daylight?

Absolutely heartless, won’t you consider us single folks?

And this lady, letting this old man hold you like this!

This is the time to slap him hard across the face, give him a resounding slap on the cheek, fiercely!

"I know," Song Yinghan whispered, "let go of me, there are other people."

"Still quite shy." Yuchi glanced at her rosy neck, smiling as he released her, resuming his steps.

Inside, he felt quite pleased.

As of now, he hadn’t exposed his Cultivator side to Song Yinghan, just a mere mortal body.

Yet he could already draw her into his embrace step by step.

Compared to using powerful Cultivation to gain attention, this passive approach was even more satisfying.

As was said.

In Song Yinghan’s eyes, he appeared to be nothing more than a mortal.

To hold him close, afraid of unleashing Spiritual Qi for fear of harming him, this was... incredibly gentle!

Others might see beauty and the beast, but Yuchi’s end was the handsome and skillful...

This delightful soul exchange brought immense satisfaction.

Song Yinghan took a long time to regain her senses: "So when will you tell me the real situation?"

"A year," Yuchi smiled.

"Another year?" Song Yinghan bitterly smiled, the kind-hearted sister grows unhappy.

"Only a year, it’ll pass quickly." Yuchi reassured, readying for another embrace.

Song Yinghan quickly dodged, the last time she was suddenly attacked, failing to react, another time...

This would become bizarre indeed.

On to more pressing matters: "Since that’s the case, today I’m leaving Jiangzhou City, heading to investigate places like Cloud Mountain Sect."

"You don’t need to go to Cloud Mountain Sect, you likely won’t find anything."

Yuchi led Song Yinghan into a jewelry shop.

He looked down at the small trinkets displayed, examining them with his hands, speaking softly.

"Since Xun Yu hasn’t revealed anything, it means Yuan Tiangang and others have effectively managed things."

"Going now will only be a futile effort."

"I understand your intentions, but no matter what they’ve done, I must investigate."

"Once done with Cloud Mountain Sect, if no clues are found, I shall return to Stargazing Terrace."

Song Yinghan watched Yuchi’s jewelry selection, knowing she’d likely receive a gift today.

Her finger lightly tapped a pale red bracelet: "If you’re giving me a gift, I’d like that one."

Clearly priced silver laid above, two hundred and twenty coins.

"This is a replica," Yuchi turned and looked at Song Yinghan, "made from bamboo vine soaked in dye."

"I like it," Song Yinghan replied.

"We’ve got money," Yuchi said.

"I like it," Song Yinghan replied.

Haha, can’t buy my freedom with wealth, huh?

Yuchi agreed.

Took the bamboo vine red bracelet to the register, gripping her small hand, opening her dress sleeve, slipping the bracelet on her wrist.

"Looks great."

Even on a smooth slender wrist, a replica bracelet still possessed breathtaking beauty.

Resisting the dazzling looks of Sister Yinghan, anything she wore appeared real.

"Thank you," Song Yinghan replied, gazing at her wrist with the bamboo vine bracelet, feeling perplexed inside.