Chapter 1179: Chapter 1179: The Beautiful Disciple Says He Gets His First Kiss Every Day

Hua XiYi’s understanding of Hong Jiaxin is likely not as extensive as Zhang Jing’s.

Once Hong Jiaxin’s secrets are uncovered, many questions can be easily resolved.

For instance, the issue with Mu Tan might also be clarified.

Mu Tan and Hong Jiaxin are somehow connected.

By uncovering Hong Jiaxin’s origins, it’s possible to learn Mu Tan’s secrets.

In other words, it will become clear why the Japan Collector wants Mu Tan.

As the saying goes, one key opens a hundred locks; this is the same logic.

Once a crucial doubt is unravelled, other unclear areas become easier to understand.

It’s a pity that becoming a couple with Zhang Jing is easier said than done.

On the surface, both pretend to be confused, yet both actually know what’s going on.

As long as Zhang Jing doesn’t take the initiative to break the facade, Luo Yang will also play dumb.

It’s not that Luo Yang doesn’t want to confront Zhang Jing directly, but his own capabilities dictate that he has to drag it out.

Turning against her would mean Luo Yang faces bigger and more serious troubles.

This isn’t like a children’s fight, where a cry settles everything.

If they openly challenge the Eight Immortals Hall and other forces, things could become deadly in minutes.

To stay alive when your strength is lacking, you can only keep a low profile.

If one assumes there’s no chance with Zhang Jing, that would be incorrect too.

After all, Hua XiYi’s situation provides Luo Yang with hope.

In the past, Luo Yang never thought he would have the chance to be a couple with Hua XiYi.

Isn’t it possible now?

If Luo Yang agrees to Hua XiYi’s terms, he might end up in bed with her.

Once they’re intimate, it becomes relatively simple to gather information from her.

Unfortunately, Hua XiYi’s terms are harsh, and Luo Yang finds them hard to meet.

If he first sweetens her up, sleeps with her, and then ditches her after getting the answers, thinking it’s a good strategy, he’d be gravely mistaken.

One must know that Hua XiYi is a fierce woman; if he deceives her, it’s likely he won’t find peace until she chases him to the Ends of the Earth.

Playing with fire is an art.

If you handle the heat well, playing with fire becomes thrilling yet safe.

If not, you’ll end up getting burned.

If Hua XiYi seeks vengeance, Luo Yang might die beneath her thighs.

Therefore, for matters that could easily cost his life, Luo Yang has to think thrice.

Luo Yang realized from Hua XiYi’s situation that the same approach could be applied to Zhang Jing.

However, capturing Zhang Jing’s heart at the moment is impossible.

As for when the opportunity might come, it depends on fate.

Soon he’ll need to leverage Zhang Jing’s prestige to pressure Master Hua, but whether Zhang Jing is willing to help Luo Yang remains uncertain.

Suddenly, Luo Yang reached out and grabbed Zhang Jing’s hand, and Zhang Jing was startled, her pretty face quickly overtaken by shyness.

“Sister Jing, come over here.”

With that, Luo Yang pulled Zhang Jing to the side of the road, acting mysteriously.

Just as they were about to reach the gate of the meeting courtyard, Zhang Jing asked curiously, “Niu Zai, what’s going on?”

Luo Yang knew that unless he temporarily pleased Zhang Jing, if Master Hua opposed Luo Yang’s return to the Hongyun Brigade and Hua XiYi wasn’t around, Luo Yang would be in a passive position.

If things got physical, currently Luo Yang is no match for Master Hua.

If a fight breaks out, he’ll surely lose.

If Zhang Jing were there to suppress Master Hua, everything would be easy.

Winning Zhang Jing’s favor isn’t easy.

But Luo Yang has a plan.

“Sister Jing, you must come home with me for the Mid-Autumn Festival,” Luo Yang said.

Zhang Jing had already heard from Tang Guihua about returning to the Hongyun Brigade.

“Niu Zai, don’t you also need to find the Blood Devil?” Zhang Jing asked.

Judging by her tone, she hasn’t quite sided with Luo Yang yet.

Winning Zhang Jing over in a few minutes isn’t easy.

With no other option, Luo Yang had to muster all his skills.

“Sister Jing, come home for the festival. I’ll give you a big surprise,” Luo Yang said.

“What surprise?” Zhang Jing asked with a smile.

Chuckling, Luo Yang purposely played coy, not answering immediately.

In truth, he hadn’t figured out what to say yet.

He then leaned over, nibbled on Zhang Jing’s ear, and whispered, “Sister Jing, you’ll know when you go back.”

Normally, it would then be Zhang Jing’s turn to speak.

Just as she turned her head to say something, Luo Yang, wanting to add another sentence, leaned in again.

Their lips met.

In that split second, Zhang Jing’s body trembled slightly, her pretty face flushed red like a burning blush, her eyes widening with overwhelming shyness.

Quick on her feet, the moment their lips touched, she leaned back slightly.

Luo Yang grinned and apologized, “Sister Jing, I didn’t mean to.”

Given the sincerity of his apology, Zhang Jing was in no position to get angry.

She simply pouted her rosy lips, giving Luo Yang a wistful glance, without saying a word.

“Sister Jing, this just shows we’re meant to be. You’ve just taken my first kiss…”

Before Luo Yang could finish, Zhang Jing, in her indignation, laughed and said, “Your first kiss?! You have a ‘first kiss’ every day!”

Hearing her comment, Luo Yang realized how ridiculous he sounded, and his cheeks grew warm.

Seeing Luo Yang’s ears turn red as well, Zhang Jing found him quite approachable.

With an awkward smile, Luo Yang tried to argue, “Sister Jing, what I meant by ‘first kiss’ is different from the usual; mine is a pure first kiss, straight from the heart.”

His lengthy explanation made Zhang Jing giggle charmingly.

Her laughter increased Luo Yang’s embarrassment.

To lessen the awkwardness, Luo Yang suddenly wrapped his arms around Zhang Jing’s slender waist.

Zhang Jing quivered slightly, her eyes flickering with embarrassment, clearly at a loss for words or actions.

Through Zhang Jing’s bashful expression, Luo Yang saw the innocence of a young maiden.

But why she was a “Mother” and why she had two identical “daughters” in appearance and age, Luo Yang couldn’t fathom.

As they stood close, Luo Yang could smell the faint fragrance emanating from Zhang Jing, similar to that of An Yuying and Tang Guihua, typical of young maidens.

Thus, Luo Yang was certain that Zhang Jing was still a young maiden.

However, this was all speculation.

Luo Yang couldn’t just ask Zhang Jing such inappropriate questions as “Are you still a virgin?” Such questions would likely lead to a lot of unpleasant outcomes if spoken aloud.

Seeing Zhang Jing shy and demure, Luo Yang gently shook her shoulders and said, “Sister Jing, you know, I’m quite pure…”

From the increasingly teasing smile on Zhang Jing’s lips, it was clear she didn’t agree with Luo Yang’s declaration of purity.

Luo Yang could only brazenly grin and continue, “Sister Jing, maybe I’m not a hundred percent pure, but I’m ninety percent pure.”

Hearing Luo Yang’s desperate attempts to prove his purity, Zhang Jing couldn’t help but laugh again.

Her laughter made her body tremble lightly.

While Luo Yang watched and mused, he entered a sort of trance.

At first, Zhang Jing was filled with embarrassment, considering how to push Luo Yang away without offending him.

Only when she felt Luo Yang’s breathing grow heavier did Zhang Jing look up.

The sight made her both annoyed and amused.