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Since Ouyang Zixin exposed the actions of the Matriarch in front of Ouyang Hao, Bai Su has become a key protected individual in the household. It seems that the Matriarch is aware that she has become a target of scrutiny, as she has not sought out Bai Su again. Even when Bai Su actively accompanied her, she did not say anything inappropriate.
However, regarding Baike, the Matriarch did mention that if Baike wakes up, she must be allowed to meet him.
Ouyang Hao and Ouyang Zixin were puzzled as to why Madam Bai was suddenly so eager for Baike to wake up. Was it because Ouyang Zixin had made her stance clear? Even if she truly wanted to become the Legitimate Daughter, she would not be manipulated by the Matriarch, so was she urgently seeking another way out?
"I don't think that's it; there must be something we've overlooked," Ouyang Zixin said, lowering her head to blow away the steam from her teacup, frowning as she speculated. "It's a pity we can't know the contents of the message from that bird."
"Indeed," Ouyang Hao replied from behind his desk, looking troubled. As long as Madam Bai's intentions remained unclear, he could not rest easy about Bai Su.
The father and daughter sat together for an entire afternoon. Although they reached no conclusions, they received unexpected news—
Rong Yi sent a letter saying he would soon arrive in the imperial capital.
"This old scoundrel!" Ouyang Hao couldn't help but express his thoughts aloud in a moment of uncontrolled emotion. Ouyang Zixin stifled a laugh beside him but was actually quite welcoming of Rong Yi's arrival.
Speaking of Rong Yi, it had been quite some time since he last saw Ning Zhiyuan; he wondered what he had been busy with.
"Achoo—"
Ning Zhiyuan looked up at the sky; it was sunny with no clouds in sight and a gentle breeze blowing. Why did he suddenly sneeze?
"Yun Jiu. What exactly do you want me here for?" Ning Zhiyuan asked, looking at Yun Tianmo across from him. It had been quite a while since they started this meeting, and Yun Tianmo had remained silent, making Ning Zhiyuan feel somewhat impatient.
Standing on a small hillside outside the Imperial Capital, Yun Tianmo gazed into the distance, his eyes seemingly fixed on the capital while also looking beyond it. Next to him, Ning Zhiyuan had already been ignored.
"If you don't speak soon, I'm leaving," Ning Zhiyuan said, not bothering to put on airs as he turned to leave. He hadn't seen Ouyang Zixin, that girl, for a long time and was eager to meet her. Just as he was about to reach the Capital of the Departed Nation, Yun Tianmo's shadow guard found him and brought him here. "This is getting increasingly strange; you bring me here and then say nothing."
As Ning Zhiyuan walked away, he muttered to himself, wondering if Yun Tianmo was simply trying to prevent him from seeing Ouyang Zixin. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Suddenly, he turned around and shouted, "You're becoming increasingly petty!"
This time, Yun Tianmo finally reacted. He slowly turned around, glanced at Ning Zhiyuan, and coldly snorted, "You're becoming increasingly annoying."
"What’s happening in Dream Nation now?"
"Hmph. Finally willing to speak?" Ning Zhiyuan didn't care about Yun Tianmo's sarcasm; if Ouyang Zixin didn't mind him being noisy, that was enough. But when it came to serious matters, he didn't hold back either. His calm voice carried on the wind, "In Demoness Country, it seems the national master wants to leave."
Dream Nation was an empire that had long begun to rot from within; if it weren't for that mysterious national master holding things together, it would have likely fallen apart or been completely divided by now.
"Your people?" When he initially sent Ning Zhiyuan to handle this matter, there wasn't a specific plan in place; they could only take it step by step. Thus, Yun Tianmo speculated that perhaps the demoness was arranged by Ning Zhiyuan.
To his surprise, Ning Zhiyuan scoffed and denied any involvement in the arrangement. He claimed that this situation arose purely by coincidence and that he merely gave it a little push. If he were to arrange things from scratch, it would take much more time than this.
Since it wasn't Ning Zhiyuan's arrangement, Yun Tianmo had to think further about whether it was coincidence or if someone else had orchestrated it all. After their interactions led to this celestial situation.
"I don't think it's some celestial scheme," Ning Zhiyuan replied noncommittally to Yun Tianmo's thoughts. "If celestial schemes were so easy to facilitate, where would the flaws come from?"
"That makes sense."
"If I hadn't discovered it in time, it would have almost fallen apart." Ning Zhiyuan raised his head proudly, but the next moment he realized that his arrogance had no effect in front of Yun Tianmo. He quickly returned to his cool demeanor, cleared his throat, and continued, "Master Rong will be arriving in the capital soon. Most people are almost here. What are your plans?"
Plans, huh?
Yun Tianmo slowly took a step forward, walking towards Ning Zhiyuan. Each step was so steady and firm that when he finally faced Ning Zhiyuan, he turned slightly to the side, as if speaking to himself or informing him, "Perhaps going with the flow is the best approach."
"What do you mean by that?" Ning Zhiyuan did not think that Yun Tianmo was someone who would leave everything to fate. If that were the case, he wouldn't have started planning everything over a decade ago.
"Some people have appeared, and things have exceeded my expectations." Both Yun Tianmo and Ning Zhiyuan knew who he was referring to.
Then, the two fell silent, with only the occasional sound of birds chirping on the small hillside...
"Let's go. Aren't you eager to see her?" Yun Tianmo said lightly as he began to walk down the slope.
Behind him, Ning Zhiyuan was first taken aback, then chuckled softly and followed suit.
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"Who are you?" Ouyang Zixin looked at the unfamiliar man outside the door with confusion. Didn't the doorman say that it was Ning Zhiyuan coming? But this man clearly wasn't Ning Zhiyuan.
"Ning Zhiyuan."
"You let..." Ouyang Zixin was about to slam the door shut to chase the man away when she suddenly thought—could it be a disguise? "Say that again. Who are you?"
"Ning Zhiyuan."
Although the voice sounded somewhat different, there was a familiar tone to it. Now, even Ouyang Zixin, whose Mental Power was so strong, could not sense whether the person in front of her was using disguise or was simply someone else. This could only mean one thing—
"Little brat, do you think I won't recognize you just because you're wearing a disguise?" Ouyang Zixin smirked, a glint of mischief in her eyes. "If you try to fool me, you'll regret it!"
Ouyang Zixin suddenly struck out, reaching for the man's face with her fingers slightly curled like claws, the sound of air being torn apart filled her ears. The man did not expect Ouyang Zixin to attack so suddenly and could only retreat quickly. However, he did not anticipate that Ouyang Zixin was faster than him and seemed to predict his movements; she leaped into the air and flipped around to land behind him.
"Good skills!"
"You're flattering me!"
The man lowered his stance and sank down, narrowly avoiding Ouyang Zixin's next claw strike. He then lunged forward, sliding along the ground to create distance between himself and Ouyang Zixin.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Ouyang Zixin coming at him again, so he quickly wiped his face and shouted, "Wait, wait, it's really me!"
"Hmph, your skills have improved quite a bit; I didn't even sense it." Ouyang Zixin genuinely praised him; such disguise techniques were indeed top-notch.
"You’re not bad yourself." Ning Zhiyuan smiled as he assessed Ouyang Zixin. It had been some time since they last met, and her cultivation had made remarkable progress.
Then the two exchanged smiles, and the tense atmosphere from their earlier confrontation dissipated... (To be continued.)
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