Ban Lan was taken aback
Seeing that Ban Lan seemed somewhat taken aback, the young man had no choice but to say, "I wonder if my answer satisfies you, young lady?"
Ban Lan suddenly snapped out of her daze. She stiffly raised her right hand, pointed behind her, and said, "Just follow this road up."
After the young man clasped his hands in farewell, he heard the sound of horses' hooves again, and the group gradually disappeared into the distance.
Replace... Master Kongshan?
This position of Master Kongshan should rightfully belong to him, shouldn't it?
Ban Lan thought to himself, gripped the sword tightly in his hand, raised his head, and strode forward.
Mistake (major overhaul)
one,
Cen Ji sat on the stone chair.
In Rongfu's words, Cen Ji would not sit in a chair in a relaxed and leisurely posture.
Even now, though he was leaning back in the chair, the chair back seemed completely useless to Rong Fu. Because even when Cen Ji was leaning back, his straight back didn't hunch over in the slightest.
That's a habit.
A habit of always being vigilant.
On the eighth day of the lunar month, he pointed at Cen Ji and said jokingly, "You're even working so hard as a bodyguard."
Cen Ji did not answer. He felt that a man whose life was tied to the hilt of a knife had no reason to argue with someone who only studied digging and drilling.
Rong Fu's fingertips tapped casually on the cold tabletop, while Cen Ji remained sitting silently to the side.
Rong Fu discovered that Cen Ji didn't have any habitual little gestures.
A person's true nature can often be exposed by one or two unintentional actions. Some people like to touch their nose when they lie, and some people will occasionally shake their legs when they are not paying attention.
But Cen Ji didn't. At least in these ten days or so, Rong Fu didn't see anything.
Rong Fu felt that Cen Ji was like an ancient book with only a few dozen pages, the content of which was sparse yet difficult to understand. He would flip through it at random and eventually reach the last page, but when he looked back, he realized that he had no idea what was written in the book.
Cen Ji knew Rong Fu was watching him, but he had no intention of questioning it.
Because he was waiting.
He was waiting for Wen Moyin to arrive.
Cen Ji knew Wen Moyin would come; if he wasn't mistaken, today was the day of the Empty Mountain Sacrifice.
Early in the morning, the weather outside was beautiful. When Wen Moyin pushed open the bronze door, a flood of bright sunlight rushed in, and Cen Ji subconsciously squinted.
The bronze door opened and closed, casting alternating light and shadow over the stone chamber. Wen Moyin stood there, her light, flowing pale yellow gauze dress seemingly bathed in sunlight, but the smile on her lips was even more captivating than the sunlight itself.
"Seventh Brother," Wen Moyin said, "I've come to take you out."
"good."
Cen Ji's answer was so direct that before anyone could even catch the fleeting sound, he had already stood up and walked towards Wen Moyin.
Wen Moyin smiled as she watched Cen Ji walk towards her, just like that soft, sunny evening many years ago when she ran along a wildflower path, suddenly turned around, and called out, "Seventh Brother, come here."
It seems... nothing has changed?
Even Cen Ji's expression remained as indifferent and calm as before, as if he already knew everything.
Yes, he should know everything.
Lost in thought, Wen Moyin found herself beside Cen Ji. She reached out and gently took his arm.
Cen Ji remained motionless.
Wen Moyin felt like she was holding a puppet.
But she still didn't let go.
She looked up at Cen Ji's calm and undisturbed eyes.
I can't see anything. Wen Moyin was slightly disappointed, but the smile on her face didn't fade in the slightest.
She glanced sideways, smiled at Rong Fu who was sitting lazily to her side, and said, "Thank you, Brother Fu."
Rong Fu smiled bitterly.
He didn't respond. He'd rather Wen Moyin ignore him than have her remember that he wasn't Rong Fu, but Fu Rong.
Fu Rong is unforgivable.
two,
Walking through the tunnel leading to the outside world, Cen Ji couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.
It turned out that the entrance to the tunnel was under the stone bench where Rong Fu often sat by the pool. Rong Fu liked to sit there in a daze for half of the twelve hours of the day. At that time, Cen Ji thought he was missing Wen Jinlan under the green pool, but now it seemed that he was guarding the only exit to the outside world.