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Ouyang Zixin and Ning Zhiyuan walked side by side, looking at the woman who was almost at their shoulder height. A smile appeared at the corner of Ning Zhiyuan's mouth.
Eight years ago, she was still a chubby little girl, and now she had grown into a graceful young woman, though her quirky personality remained unchanged from eight years ago.
It hasn't changed; that's nice.
"When did you come out?"
"Not long ago," Ning Zhiyuan replied, his gentle voice sounding quite pleasant. It turned out he still remembered how she usually spoke.
"And you?"
"Me? It's been about three or four years." Ouyang Zixin was quite indifferent about her emergence from the secret realm; after all, she just walked out without following any specific rules as Rong Yi had said.
"Why hide your cultivation level?" Ning Zhiyuan didn't need to think much about Ouyang Zixin hiding her cultivation level; he knew she was no longer that little girl who couldn't cultivate.
"Can you tell?" No way, if everyone could see through it, then what was the point of hiding?
Ouyang Zixin's mouth formed an 'O' shape. One person, Yun Tianmo, could see through it, but now even A Three could tell?
"Hehe, I didn't see it; I just felt it," Ning Zhiyuan said as he raised his hand to pat her head but quickly withdrew it. After all, she was a young lady now; it wouldn't be appropriate for him to pat her head.
"Tch, I thought you could see it too."
"Oh? You mean someone figured it out?"
Ouyang Zixin nodded. She was not surprised that Yun Tianmo could see her cultivation level; after all, he was much stronger than she was. She then recounted how they had come down from the Wannan Slope, of course omitting the part where she was carried up.
"Yun Jiu, it's you again."
Ning Zhiyuan listened quietly to Ouyang Zixin, feeling a sense of satisfaction. Remembering how much he missed her in the secret realm, now that she was right in front of him, how could he not feel fulfilled?
"You just said you would help me vent my anger?" Ouyang Zixin suddenly stopped and turned to Ning Zhiyuan with wide eyes.
"Yes, Brother Three keeps his word. Tell me, who upset you?"
"But you're not the strongest among our peers. What if you can't beat that person?" Ouyang Zixin looked troubled, as if genuinely worried for Ning Zhiyuan or perhaps doubting his ability to help her.
"How do you know I can't beat them if I haven't tried?"
"I mean what if you can't? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"
"Just tell me who it is. Even if I can't defeat them, I'll make sure they suffer a bit." Ning Zhiyuan was unaware that he was stepping into the trap Ouyang Zixin had laid out for him, looking utterly confident.
Ouyang Zixin still seemed unconvinced, her gaze clearly expressing—there's no way you can win; I don't believe you.
"Girl, do you look down on your Brother Three this much? That look in your eyes is too hurtful." Acting as if wounded, Ning Zhiyuan clutched his chest. To regain his standing in Ouyang Zixin's eyes, he was willing to go all out. "Brother Three guarantees that whoever upset you will regret it. If I can't do it, then..."
"Then you'll cover your face with mud and not wash your face for a month!" Ouyang Zixin quickly chimed in with a smile.
As soon as Ouyang Zixin thought about how A Three's face, which looked exactly like Nangong Tuo's, could bring unnecessary trouble to herself and possibly put A Three in danger, she came up with this idea. First, it might actually allow her to vent her frustrations; second, even if she couldn't vent, at least it would ensure that she wouldn't be discovered for the time being.
"Deal!" Ning Zhiyuan didn't find anything unacceptable about smearing mud on his face. He could roughly guess why Ouyang Zixin came up with this plan, but as long as he helped her get back at someone, he wouldn't have to smear mud on his face. As for being discovered, he wasn't worried at all; he was quite skilled in disguise techniques.
"Tell me, who is the person that made you angry? Brother Three will help you get back at them right away."
Looking at the determined Ning Zhiyuan, Liu Ying and Liu Lu suddenly felt a wave of sympathy for him. Indeed, ordinary people had no chance of winning in front of a young lady—except for Yun Tianmo.
"Here, it's that person."
Unknowingly, they had walked back to the open space from earlier. Ouyang Zixin pointed with her chin, "Go ahead; I'm waiting for you to help me get back at them."
"Yun Tianmo?" Ning Zhiyuan's eyes nearly popped out when he saw that person. No wonder Ouyang Zixin kept emphasizing the first place; it turned out the person she wanted to get back at was him.
With a bitter smile directed at Ouyang Zixin, Ning Zhiyuan felt like he was digging his own grave by eagerly wanting to help her vent her frustrations. It seemed impossible to get back at Yun Tianmo; he might even end up getting beaten himself. "Girl, can we negotiate…"
"No." Ouyang Zixin shook a finger in the air and said, "A man’s word is his bond."
"But he…" Ning Zhiyuan wanted to persuade Ouyang Zixin to let him off the hook, but seeing her suddenly dejected expression and her pouting lips made him feel that if he didn't help her beat up Yun Tianmo, it would be a disservice to her.
Sigh, never mind; consider it his bad luck.
At this moment, Ning Zhiyuan stopped saying anything more. He straightened his posture and walked directly toward Yun Tianmo.
Ouyang Zixin stepped back a few paces with Liu Ying and Liu Lu, wearing an expression of anticipation. "Look at how his hair and headband are flying; doesn't it look like he's preparing for a heroic sacrifice like an Anti-Japanese Hero?"
——Master, what is Anti-Japanese Hero?
“It's just an island nation, and those who fight against it are heroes,” Ouyang Zixin said with a sly smile. “As for why it's called Anti-Japanese, well, the Buddha says, it cannot be spoken.”
——Master...
“Can you be quiet? Didn't anyone tell you to keep silent while watching a show?” Ouyang Zixin was exasperated by Nameless's constant interruptions.
Just as Ouyang Zixin hoped the two would engage in a fierce battle, an astonishing scene unfolded before her—
Ning Zhiyuan, approaching Yun Tianmo, did not wear the expression of someone ready to sacrifice himself as Ouyang Zixin had described. Instead, he maintained his usual cold demeanor. He stopped five steps away from Yun Tianmo, deliberately using Mysterious Energy to create a Barrier. Since he was facing away from Ouyang Zixin, he stood there for quite some time without moving. Meanwhile, Yun Tianmo, facing Ouyang Zixin, glanced over at her, making her feel guilty.
“Damn that A Three, he wouldn’t have sold me out, would he? What are they up to?”
Encouraging A Three and Yun Tianmo to fight was merely a way to tease A Three. If Yun Tianmo could give him a good beating, perhaps it would alleviate some of the anger in his heart, and she could feel better in front of him.
After a while, Ning Zhiyuan left alone, and naturally, the two did not engage in combat.
Just as Ouyang Zixin cursed A Three for fleeing at the critical moment, she saw a person covered in mud returning.
“Girl, how about this?” Ning Zhiyuan looked at Ouyang Zixin with affection, his face still bright with a smile despite being covered in dirt.
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