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"Hmph." I pulled my hand away from Qi Zhi, feeling a hint of disappointment. "Qi Zhi, I'm really disappointed in you. I could overlook what happened last time, but I didn't expect you to remain unrepentant, continuously insisting he isn't who he is. You're a grown man; is this your level of tolerance?"
Qi Zhi didn't get angry; instead, there was a touch of tenderness and loss in his eyes as he looked at me.
"Anxin, I know what I say today will only make you dislike me more, perhaps even hate me for life, but I just want to tell you the truth. I don't want you to leave this world without knowing how it all ends!"
"Then don't say anything at all! I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear anyone's misunderstanding of Jun Chong!"
I covered my ears with my hands and turned to leave, but Qi Zhi stubbornly followed me. My anger flared up instantly. "If you don't leave, I'll call Indecency!"
"If you call, I'll kiss you in public," Qi Zhi said as he firmly grasped my wrist with an unwavering spirit. "Anxin, you know I would do anything for you; you'd better think carefully."
I freed one hand to pull out the Qilin Hairpin from my hair, but he stopped me again. "The Qilin Hairpin won't work on me."
"You—" I gritted my teeth. "What exactly do you want to do?"
Only then did Qi Zhi soften his expression, smiling gently like a spring breeze, causing the women passing by to glance over with dreamy eyes. "I want to treat you to a drink."
I chose the place; he was treating. Besides, I hadn't brought much money anyway. Qi Zhi ordered some food—my favorites—but I only sipped on my drink, avoiding the tempting sweets entirely.
"Eat something! You've lost so much weight lately; doesn't Rong Zhi care about you?"
"He has his own matters; I can take care of myself." I had no intention of engaging in small talk with him. Stirring my drink with the straw, I got straight to the point. "So tell me! Why are you slandering Jun Chong?"
"I'm not slandering him. You might not believe what I'm saying, but it's all true."
I pursed my lips and remained silent. Qi Zhi sighed and took a sip of his coffee. At that moment, light streamed through the thin window, casting a beam that landed on his eyelashes. Suddenly, something stirred within me.
In a daze, it felt like there was once a man whose eyelashes weren't black but rather golden, illuminated by light—a striking beauty that carried the warmth of winter sunlight; it was enchanting and oddly familiar.
I accidentally spilled some of my drink from the cup.
Qi Zhi did not see these things; he put down his coffee cup and then looked up at me.
“Jun Chong spent a thousand years of cultivation to seal the Demon Fetus. At first, I thought he truly loved you and didn’t want to see you hurt. But after the incident in the village, I slowly realized that his kindness towards you had a purpose. He couldn’t break the Sealing Spell, so he could only borrow your power. However, making you lose control isn’t something that can be done easily. You faced so many challenges before without losing control, so he was always looking for an opportunity until the serpent demon appeared in your neighborhood. With his strength, how could he not discern the aura of a demon? I could smell the serpent demon’s presence from outside the community; how could he not?”
Hearing this, I struggled to suppress my urge to curse him out, took a sip of my drink, and waited for him to continue.
“He exploited your fear of snakes and deliberately let the serpent demon approach you. Otherwise, do you think the Realgar from Serpent Burial would be there, and the serpent demon would dare to drop its eggs and intrude? This was all part of his design; he also took the Realgar away. I never expected it would actually lead you to lose control. When you lost control, your power caused the heavens and earth to stir; it’s just that you didn’t see it yourself. However, I also didn’t expect that the Blood Flame Sword from the Su Family would end up in your hands.”
Qi Zhi paused here, propping his cheek with one hand as if hiding something. After a moment of calming down, he said, “He pretended to save you from being harmed by the Blood Flame, but it was all part of his final plan. He knows better than anyone whether the seal of the Demon Fetus exists or not. Although the Qilin Hairpin is also a seal, it is not the main one. He deliberately left a flaw for others to invade; he wanted to use someone else’s hand to kill without a trace! Having lost a thousand years of cultivation and being injured, how could he still possess such great power to break the seal? Relying on your blood? That was merely a way to ease timing because he knew that others would definitely try to stop him. The best way was to use you and your child; injuring him once might be unintentional, but it would surely hurt your heart. If it happened again, you would completely collapse. He counted on this point—using your explosive power after losing control would aid him.”
“Enough!”
I slammed my cup down; the bottom of the glass clashed against the table with a loud sound, drawing curious glances from people in the shop.
My heart surged with anger as I said, “Qi Zhi, do you have any evidence for what you’re saying? If not, please apologize to him and take back your words! I despise anyone who slanders Jun Chong!”
“I don’t have evidence, but Shizui must know, and that man in black is also very clear about it; as long as—”
“No evidence means nonsense! Although what you say sounds somewhat true, don’t forget there’s a mysterious person who is behind everything! With your reasoning, I wonder if you’re in cahoots with him.”
“Anxin, do you really think of me like that?” Qi Zhi shook his head in disappointment, his flat brows slightly furrowing. “Do you not believe anything I say?”
“Absolutely not!” I stood up from my chair and stared at him intently. “In other words, even if what you said is true—even if he truly has ulterior motives towards me—I have no regrets. Because for me, hurting him twice is an undeniable fact; whatever he does to me doesn’t matter—it’s my penance. But remember this: even if I die at his hands in this lifetime, I will never regret it for even a moment; I will never regret loving him!”
With that, I turned and walked away without looking back, leaving Qi Zhi stunned behind me. Finally, he covered his face with both hands, only the disappointment at the corners of his lips revealing his current feelings.
As I exited the small shop, my emotions were in turmoil. For me, Jun Chong would never deceive me—not even a little bit. My trust in him surpassed even my trust in myself.
“He won’t lie to me; he never will.”
When I returned to the photo studio with tears in my eyes, Jiang Xiaorou had already left. As Shizui turned around to enter just then and saw my tear-streaked face returning, he walked over with concern and asked, “What happened? Who bullied you?”
"Bad person."
I mumbled as I walked up to the pillar, watching Jun Chong still with his eyes closed and unresponsive. A pang of bitterness surged in my heart, and I wanted to reach out and touch him, but Shizui pulled me back. "Don't touch him."
I nodded, sniffled, held back my tears, and suddenly smiled. "Why did you act like that towards Jiang Xiaorou just now?"
"Not jealous?" Shizui teased, pulling me down onto the sofa and pouring me a glass of water. "I thought you were upset and ran out because of jealousy."
"I was jealous, so you better explain."
He paused for a moment before laughing. "Did you see the talisman around Jiang Xiaorou's neck?"
I shook my head. Shizui sighed and tapped my forehead with his finger. "I knew you didn't see it." I immediately argued, "But I know she must have something positive on her. I saw the little ghosts retract their hands and scream."
"Yes, that talisman on her is a Taoist 'Strong Yang Spell.' Wearing it ensures safety from demons and monsters unless they are of a high level, like me."
"What does that have to do with us?"
Shizui smiled slightly as he sat beside me and explained, "Where there is strong yang, there is strong yin. Just like the extremes of yin and yang, while they are powerful when separated, they are not as potent as when combined in the Yin Yang Bagua. The same principle applies to the Strong Yang Spell."
Suddenly enlightened, I tugged at Shizui's arm and said, "You mean Jiang Xiaorou must have another Strong Yang Spell in her possession? The yang would harm the little ghosts and definitely affect Jun Chong too. If we could obtain the Strong Yang Spell, it would help Jun Chong, right?"
Shizui nodded with a smile, and I felt an overwhelming joy inside me. "Is that why you've been out these past few days?"
"Yes," Shizui replied. "I found this information in ancient texts, but even if we get the Strong Yang Spell, we still need a formation to use it. That way, Jun Chong can awaken."
Hearing this made me feel that the hard days of waiting had not been in vain; instead, I became even more eager as my heart raced. I felt like I couldn't sit still any longer.
"He's right; my master told me the same thing—ah—who stepped on me!"
I heard Tian Yuan's voice from the doorway and quickly got up to look. There stood someone holding a pure White Little Thing in front of them. "This dog can talk? Is it a demon? Take it!"
"Take your head, I am a Fox Spirit!"
"Fox Spirit? Hah!"
"What do you mean by that? Your 'hah' is a great disrespect to me, be careful or I will destroy you."
"With that little body of yours?"
As I stepped out, Tian Yuan was flailing its short limbs, trying desperately to scratch Molin's face. However, due to its small size and short legs, it couldn't reach at all, looking quite fierce as if it wanted to devour Molin whole.
"Don't bully it!"
I quickly snatched Tian Yuan from Molin's hands. Tian Yuan immediately burrowed into my arms, rubbing against me vigorously. "Anxin, he bullied me, boo hoo."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here. No one dares to bully you." I patted its little head; its fur was soft and comforting.
Molin raised an eyebrow, arms crossed over his chest, watching me with amusement. "When did you get this pet?"
"Not long ago."
Only then did I take a good look at Molin. This time, he was strikingly handsome in a neat and casual outfit. His hair was cut short, and the buzz cut made him look even more spirited, highlighting his bright eyes that sparkled with a deep black hue. He looked more charming than ever, to the point where the little girl passing by couldn't help but blush as she stole glances at him.
I teased, "Molin, has your spring come?"
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