At this moment, Jin Lin could only feel his blood boiling, every cell in his body screaming, “Beat up that bastard Feng Zihuang! Beat him! Beat him to death!”
But…
His reason still held firm!
Thinking back to how Mo Changxing had taken a roundabout approach—without even lifting a finger, he had managed to stir up trouble for Feng Zihuang, even getting the Demon King to step in and do the beating for him!
If Jin Lin were to attack Feng Zihuang now, Xuexue’s impression of him would undoubtedly plummet, and she would side even more with Feng Zihuang.
Thus, Mo Changxing’s earlier actions had given him a significant revelation: if he wanted to beat Feng Zihuang, it was best to do it behind Qingxue’s back!
So, no matter how much he wanted to throw a punch right now, he had to restrain himself!
Jin Lin looked up at the sky and said with a sigh, “The sky is getting late. Isn’t the Feather King planning to bid farewell? Or do you intend to spend the night in my Luoyun Mountain?”
“Heh!” Feng Zihuang chuckled. “They say a guest is a guest. Is the Dragon King issuing an order to leave?”
“A guest is a guest, so the Feather King plans to use that as an excuse to linger in Luoyun Mountain?” Jin Lin raised an eyebrow.
“It was the master of Luoyun Mountain, Saint Ziqu, who invited me to stay for a few days. How does it become me overstaying my welcome in the Dragon King’s eyes?” Feng Zihuang countered calmly.
“My master invited you?” Jin Lin seemed skeptical and cast an inquiring glance at Yun Qingxue.
Yun Qingxue nodded faintly.
“Xuexue, where did Master arrange for him to stay?” Jin Lin, seeing Yun Qingxue’s nod, quickly followed up.
“Well… Master didn’t specify,” Yun Qingxue replied truthfully.
“Perfect!” Jin Lin grinned and looked provocatively at Feng Zihuang. “Recently, Luoyun Mountain has taken in many new disciples, and accommodations are quite tight.
It wouldn’t be hospitable to leave a guest out in the wild.
How about I make a sacrifice and let the Feather King squeeze into my place?”
Feng Zihuang gave Yun Qingxue a pitiful look.
“Zihuang,” Yun Qingxue said hesitantly, “Jin Lin is telling the truth. The accommodations on Luoyun Mountain really are limited…”
“What? That expression of yours—are you afraid I’ll do something to you?” Jin Lin taunted with a smirk.
“In that case, I’ll thank the Dragon King for his kindness! I’ll… reluctantly squeeze in with you.
However…
The Dragon King himself said I’m a guest here. Since I’m a guest, shouldn’t the Dragon King observe some hospitality?
I don’t have any special requests, just that I hope the Dragon King won’t grind his teeth or snore at night.
Because I… am a light sleeper!”
Jin Lin smirked. “I don’t have those habits of yours…
But I do sleepwalk! If the Feather King is scared, I can give you a bedroll.
After all, Luoyun Mountain is picturesque—just find a spot and make yourself at home!”
“Sleepwalking, huh…” Feng Zihuang smiled meaningfully. “That’s neither a big nor a small issue. Coincidentally, I have a folk remedy for sleepwalking!”
“Oh? Really?” Jin Lin raised an eyebrow.
“Naturally!” Feng Zihuang grinned. The two locked eyes, the air thick with tension.
“Um…” Yun Qingxue wanted to say something to diffuse the hostility.
“Xuexue!” Jin Lin abruptly broke his stare with Feng Zihuang and interrupted her.
“It’s getting late. Xuexue, you should head back to your room to rest. I’ll take the Feather King with me!
Feather King, after you!”
“The night is still young! I’m not tired,” Feng Zihuang stood his ground.
“Then the Feather King can wander around Luoyun Mountain as he pleases. I’ll escort Xuexue back first!” Jin Lin sneered.
*Try me—I won’t give you a chance to be alone with Xuexue!*
“No need! I can go back by myself,” Yun Qingxue sighed, somewhat worried about Feng Zihuang having to share a room with Jin Lin.
“Qingxue… I’ll come find you tomorrow,” Feng Zihuang winked at her, making Yun Qingxue lower her head shyly again.
Sometimes, she found it curious—she wasn’t some inexperienced girl who had never been in love. So why did she keep acting like a lovesick fool around Feng Zihuang?
In her past life, she had been in a relationship with a scumbag, but at least it had been a relationship.
Before Zhou Dao betrayed her, they had been a recognized couple.
Yet, back then, she had never felt this uncontrollable obsession, this loss of self-awareness, like she did now with Feng Zihuang.
When she couldn’t see him, she missed him madly. When they were together, she couldn’t take her eyes off him, as if enchanted.
If not for her naturally reserved personality, she might have clung to Feng Zihuang every second, never wanting to part.
This loss of control unsettled her, but the moment she saw Feng Zihuang, all her unease melted into attachment…
She couldn’t understand why, so she simply attributed it to the magic of love.
“Flower King!”
Lost in thought as she walked back to her quarters, Yun Qingxue was suddenly blocked by a figure.
She looked up—it was Shui Liu, Jin Lin’s subordinate.
“What is it?” Yun Qingxue collected herself and regarded Shui Liu coolly.
She never denied Jin Lin’s kindness toward her, but… she could never bring herself to like Shui Liu.
And Shui Liu, no doubt, held strong opinions about her.
The rift between them had formed the moment she first rejected Jin Lin’s confession, and by now, it was likely irreparable.
“There is something!” Shui Liu’s gaze was icy.
A breeze swept by as Shui Liu stared at Yun Qingxue, then suddenly smirked mockingly.
“The Flower King is indeed peerlessly beautiful—no wonder countless men fall for you!”
“What do you want to say?” Yun Qingxue met her gaze coldly.
“What do I want to say?” Shui Liu looked at her with scorn and disgust. “I don’t want to say much—just to remind the Flower King of one thing!
Since you’ve already chosen the Feather King, could you let my Dragon King go?”
“Jin Lin and I are friends. He has always been free! What do you mean by ‘let him go’?”
Yun Qingxue’s hands tightened under her sleeves. Though Shui Liu’s accusations were excessive, she did feel deep guilt toward Jin Lin.
He had been so good to her, yet she couldn’t return his feelings…
“Stop pretending! I’m not my master—I won’t be fooled by you!
Hmph! Acting so innocent—don’t tell me you don’t know how my master feels about you!” Shui Liu glared at her.
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