Seeing that Yun Qingxue showed no reaction, Hua Yin had no choice but to clumsily explain again, “It was indeed presumptuous of me to ask for your shelter so abruptly, but circumstances forced my hand. Even if you still don’t trust me, at least trust yourself…”
Yun Qingxue blinked. What did that mean? What did he mean by “trust herself”?
Hua Yin’s next sentence immediately cleared up Yun Qingxue’s confusion. He said, “You’re absolutely safe-looking!”
Yun Qingxue widened her eyes. Wasn’t this just a blatant insult calling her ugly?!
Though she had taken the disguise pill given by Jin Lin, her current appearance was indeed… well… somewhat unsightly…
“Whether I look safe or not is none of your business!” Yun Qingxue retorted irritably.
“I didn’t mean to belittle you, don’t misunderstand… I just wanted to say… I won’t do anything to you. Even though it’s inconvenient for a man and a woman to share a room… you can rest assured… I, I, I…” Hua Yin fumbled awkwardly to explain.
After stammering “I” for a while, he finally blurted out seriously, “Just pretend I’m not human!”
“Pfft! Hahaha…”
Yun Qingxue couldn’t help but burst into laughter. She now truly believed that Hua Yin’s earlier comment about her being “absolutely safe-looking” wasn’t meant as sarcasm.
Hua Yin looked at Yun Qingxue, who was clutching her stomach in laughter, utterly baffled.
His uncle had once said, “A woman’s heart is as deep as the ocean’s needle.” To him, a woman’s heart wasn’t just deep—it was downright unpredictable!
He couldn’t understand why Yun Qingxue, who had been so hostile to him moments ago, was now laughing so hard she could barely breathe.
After laughing for a while, Yun Qingxue looked at Hua Yin under the table and mischievously asked, “If I pretend you’re not human, then what should I pretend you are?”
“Whatever,” Hua Yin replied expressionlessly, reverting to his usual concise manner.
“Can I pretend you’re a puppy?” Yun Qingxue continued teasing him.
Hua Yin remained impassive. “Whatever.”
“A piglet?”
“Fine.”
“Hahaha.”
Yun Qingxue laughed again. Hua Yin’s deadpan expression while saying “fine” was just too adorably dumb.
“Actually…”
Having teased him enough, Yun Qingxue raised an eyebrow and said, “The reason I’m sitting on the bed instead of lying down isn’t because I’m afraid of you—it’s because I also need to meditate and cultivate.” ╮(╯▽╰)╭
“Young man, you’re overthinking it. I know I look safe—I have that much confidence in myself!”
With that, Yun Qingxue closed her eyes and ignored Hua Yin, turning her focus to serious meditation.
Her foundation was too weak, and she had to seize every moment to cultivate. The journey to find the Shuo Na Fruit and become a disciple was still long. The more she could improve her strength, the better her chances of survival.
Hua Yin sat under the table, his dark eyes studying Yun Qingxue intently for a while before he too closed his eyes.
As the sun set and lanterns were lit outside the inn, a gentle warm breeze drifted in.
Yun Qingxue’s room remained unlit. Moonlight filtered dimly through the window, casting a quiet glow. The room was so silent that even the faint sound of breathing could be heard.
Under the table, Hua Yin, who had been meditating, suddenly opened his eyes. His dark gaze sharpened as he stared toward the closed window.
The shadow of tree branches swayed slightly on the bed, as if moved by the wind.
Withdrawing his gaze, Hua Yin glanced at the bed. Yun Qingxue remained motionless, deep in meditation.
A faint, elusive fragrance began to permeate the air…
Subtle yet distinct.
A cold smile curled at Hua Yin’s lips as he vanished soundlessly from the room.
The moment he disappeared, three figures—one man and two women—materialized out of thin air.
Unaware of Hua Yin’s prior presence, the trio immediately turned their attention to Yun Qingxue, still meditating.
After exchanging a glance, the lone man among them revealed a vicious glint in his eyes.
He conjured a dagger and moved swiftly, silently thrusting it toward Yun Qingxue.
Just as the blade was about to strike, Yun Qingxue’s eyes snapped open. She rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.
The man and his two accomplices froze momentarily in surprise.
But only for a moment. The man swiftly reversed his grip on the dagger and lunged again at Yun Qingxue, now crouched to the side.
“Clang!”
The metallic clash rang sharply in the silent room.
Trapped on the bed with little room to maneuver, Yun Qingxue had no way to evade the second strike.
In her panic, she desperately wished for something solid to block the attack—even a dagger would suffice to parry, though a shield would be ideal.
As if responding to her thoughts, the spatial ring on her finger, now bound to her, conjured a makeshift defense.
Not a dagger, nor a shield—there were none in the ring.
Instead, the ever-resourceful spatial ring provided her with… a frying pan.
In the heat of the moment, Yun Qingxue didn’t have time to inspect what she was holding. Instinctively, she raised it to meet the incoming dagger.
One had to admit, frying pans had many practical uses beyond cooking—like serving as an impromptu shield.
The man’s dagger clanged against the pan. Frustrated by another failed strike, he withdrew and immediately attacked again from a different angle, aiming for Yun Qingxue’s vitals.
Having survived numerous life-and-death situations, Yun Qingxue wasn’t about to play defense forever.
As the man struck again, she swung the pan straight at his head.
“Thud!”
Before the dagger could reach her, the pan connected squarely with the man’s skull.
The blow clearly dazed him. Seizing the opportunity, Yun Qingxue scrambled off the bed.
But while she’d dealt with one assailant, two women still lurked below, eyeing her menacingly…
The odds were grim. Against one, she might have stood a chance. But surrounded by three hostile figures, escape seemed impossible.
Her last resort was A-Dai. But with three enemies, once the snake bit one, the other two would be on guard, reducing the chance of a successful ambush.
That was why Yun Qingxue hadn’t summoned A-Dai earlier when the man attacked. She was waiting—for the perfect moment to strike.
When the time came, she’d use A-Dai’s surprise attack to maximize her chances of survival.
Shao Hua quietly created a group, eagerly awaiting everyone’s arrival. I’ll be waiting silently in the group o(n_n)o
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