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He wanted to find him.
After saying that, he shrugged off his azure cloak and headed into Smoke Willow Alley, but was stopped by Xiao Xing, who grabbed his sleeve and wouldn't let go.
"No way, it's hard to find a three-legged toad, but there are plenty of two-legged men. Why should the young lady demean herself like this? In a place like that, how many good men are there? I don't deny it—there are no good fellows."
Xiao Xing mumbled, refusing to let his young lady enter.
I thought, isn't she just a woman? Why can she go in while he cannot?
The woman nearby glanced at the Handsome Man in Red beside her, and they exchanged knowing smiles.
Isn't he her husband? They are going together. What's the problem?
I don't deny it.
Xiao Xing's words were cut short as his young lady interrupted him.
She wanted to find her husband. What was the problem?
"Miss..."
Pfft.
Xiao Xing stamped his foot anxiously. Upon hearing the somewhat spoiled young lady's words, both of them couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
Seeing the young couple laughing in front of him, the young lady from Smoke Willow Alley felt that something was off about her own words, and her cheeks flushed, making her round face appear even more charming.
His name was Hong Ling, and his husband was Hong Yulong. "What is your surname?"
"Chu Yunxiang," she replied with a haughty snort.
Chu Yunxiang straightened her chest, letting out a proud huff. Bu Luo was merely putting on an act; after all, Hong Yulong's reputation as Yan Dong was known far and wide. Although he had been eliminated in the first realm, Coco had forced the academy's Wen Shiren and the Nine Nether Mysterious Divine Cultivator to collaborate, which likely made him stand out alone.
They were heading to Smoke Willow Alley to find a friend, though she wasn't sure who her husband was familiar with in that area.
Hong Ling struggled to hold back her laughter but ended up giggling when Chu Yunxiang mentioned a name that caught everyone off guard, even the usually unflappable Hong Yulong looked surprised upon hearing it.
"Jiang Anbo."
Sighing, Xiao Xing felt helpless. She knew there was no way to stop her young lady tomorrow; she might as well follow along to prevent any foolishness.
As for him, he adhered to the Dao Tradition and remained steadfast. No matter what happened, he couldn't bear the weight of such heavy words.
Just as Jiang Anbo was about to join in on the fun, he noticed Gu Ping suddenly smile mischievously, only to see Chu Yunxiang glaring at him with fury, leaving him puzzled about what had transpired.
He should have guessed it sooner. Gasping.
The three of them naturally took their seats without invitation. Hong Yulong sighed, feeling somewhat helpless. He never wanted to see how things had started; after all, they could only be enemies now and not friends.
"It wouldn't mean much to be as clever as I am," Gu Ping said, calling for more wine.
I was working hard but not putting in much effort. He had already taken my kindness for granted, and from now on, I would have nothing to do with him. The two of them were not on good terms.
In Hong Yulong's eyes, Gu Ping had always been a nuisance. After that incident, the two of them truly became estranged, marking the end of a relationship that was neither good nor bad.
You see, my friend is quite dull; he lacks interest. Miss Hong, on the other hand, is far more intriguing. Not only is she beautiful like a flower, but she also has a knack for business—calling her a treasure would not be an exaggeration.
"I don't deny it," I replied. That person was full of sweet talk and nonsense, completely different from when we first met. It seemed he didn't trust anyone anymore.
They were set to leave tomorrow; Bu Luo just wanted to inform me.
Perhaps Gu Ping's eyes flickered for a moment under Hong Yulong's serious gaze before he continued speaking. It seemed they wouldn't be able to leave after all.
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