"Give me a chance, okay?"
Shen Yebai withdrew his hand, his voice as light as a feather falling to the ground, yet his promise weighed more heavily than a thousand pounds.
A breeze picked up outside the window, and the kapok flowers fell one after another, their sound like raindrops hitting the ground and touching the heart.
Qin Moyu remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "I don't know."
He hesitated for a long time, but still told the truth.
Qin Moyu had never been in a relationship before, so he didn't understand what it felt like to be moved. He admitted that he was touched by Shen Yebai's words and had a momentary impulse to say yes, but if he were to agree to Shen Yebai's request so hastily, it would be unfair to both himself and Shen Yebai.
As for refusing? Since he was even tempted to agree for a moment, it means he never intended to refuse.
He slumped onto the table in despair, turning his head away from Shen Yebai.
--have no idea.
This answer was much better than the worst outcome Shen Yebai had imagined.
He said softly, "It's alright, I can wait."
"...But I don't know how long it will take before I can give you an answer."
Qin Moyu's voice was muffled.
Although he couldn't figure out whether his friendship with Shen Yebai contained love, Qin Moyu knew that if he couldn't promise Shen Yebai a lifetime, he would never agree to be with him.
"It's okay, I'll try my best," Shen Yebai said with a light laugh.
"Hmm?" Qin Moyu looked up in confusion. How could Shen Yebai work hard on something that even she couldn't understand?
Shen Yebai lowered his head, his forehead gently touching Shen Yebai's forehead.
Their eyes were equally black, but one was as deep as ink, while the other was as clear as a mirror.
"I'll try my best to win you over, Momo."
Shen Yebai lowered his voice, his slightly hoarse voice carrying a strange sensuality. When he said the word "Momo," the last syllable rose slightly, like a little hook that tickled the heart.
Boom! Qin Moyu's face instantly turned red. She jumped up from her chair and dumped a bunch of messy pills from her storage bag. Her voice trembled with embarrassment as she said, "You, you, you mustn't push your luck! I, I, I'm leaving!"
After saying that, Qin Moyu rushed out of the courtyard in a panic without even taking the storage bag, leaving the door open.
Shen Yebai was left alone in the chair, chuckling softly.
Shen Yebai knew Qin Moyu well and knew that if he had let Qin Moyu leave before, he probably wouldn't see him for a long time. There were also two other people in Guanlan Sect who were eyeing him covetously, so he had to keep pressing him and make sure Qin Moyu had nowhere to escape.
The only problem is...
Shen Yebai touched the spot in his chest that was throbbing slightly and sighed softly.
It seems he accidentally hurt himself too badly.
...
On the other side, after returning, Master Xuanjing encountered Xuanqing, who was talking to Li Zhishan.
Upon meeting Master Xuanjing, Xuanqing dismissed Li Zhishan, but struggled to find the right words.
"Say what you want to say, stop being so long-winded." Master Xuanjing hates people who are indecisive. Even though he is not a sword cultivator, he often has a temper that is even more fiery than that of a sword cultivator.
“I heard that my master wants to take on a disciple… but…” Xuanqing hesitated.
Just now, Li Zhishan came over and told Master Xuanjing about that matter. Xuanqing was surprised that Master Xuanjing wanted to take on a disciple, but was even more shocked that the person actually refused Master Xuanjing.
"Ah, you should just leave this to yourselves." Master Xuanjing waved his hand dismissively. "Anyway, Mo Yu is my only disciple. You'll find out when the time comes."
My only apprentice... but didn't he refuse twice?
Xuanqing hesitated for a second before saying, "Uncle-Master, cough, the Guanlan Sect... well, they value treating people with courtesy."
This is a subtle way of telling Master Xuanjing that if the other party really refuses to become his disciple, he should not resort to force or robbery.
Master Xuanjing could easily see through the implication in his words. He was so angry that his nose almost twisted. He said with a forced smile, "Thank you for your concern. Don't worry, I will definitely make him become my disciple in a fair and just manner."
Master Xuanjing uttered the words "upright and honorable" through gritted teeth, while Xuanqing touched his nose sheepishly.
There was no way around it; as a junior disciple who had been "harmed" by Master Xuanjing since childhood, Xuanqing always unconsciously thought of Master Xuanjing as even more unreliable.
Since Master Xuanjing already knew the situation, Xuanqing didn't say anything more. Instead, he asked, "Then may I ask where Uncle-Master has arranged this... uh, Junior Brother? Do you need me to make some arrangements?"
"Of course I've made arrangements..." Before Master Xuanjing could finish speaking, he suddenly slapped his forehead.
"Oh no! I forgot to tell him where he lives!"
Master Xuanjing pounded his head in frustration. He had been so focused on getting Qin Moyu to her destination that he had forgotten that it wasn't Qin Moyu's place. If Qin Moyu stayed at Shen Yebai's place, wouldn't that be like sending a lamb to the slaughter?!
"No, I have to bring him back."
After finishing his words, Master Xuanjing left in a hurry, leaving Xuanqing alone in deep doubt.
Is the uprightness that my uncle talks about really the uprightness I'm thinking of?
—It doesn't seem very reliable.
Chapter 21. Confrontation and the Breakup of the Couple (by Xuan Mouren)