"Hey, Tianmiao, do you want to try this? We just tasted it, and it’s pretty good." Jie Wenzhan handed a bag of things to Tianmiao.
"Thank you." Tianmiao accepted it with a smile and thanked him.
Junior Sister Pei proactively stepped forward and greeted, "This must be Brother Ye from the Canglang Sect. I’ve heard so much about you, and today I see you are indeed extraordinary. I’m a disciple of the Xiliu Sect, surname Pei."
Ye Chenfeng glanced at Junior Sister Pei, "Oh."
And that was it.
Yang Shirui and Cheng Miaomiao slightly frowned. In the cultivation world, everything is about strength; the strong are respected. Now that Ye Chenfeng has reached the Nascent Soul stage, isn’t Junior Sister Pei’s tone a bit off?
When she introduced herself to Brother Jie earlier, they didn’t think much. Now they realized, what’s up with that slightly arrogant tone? She only mentioned her surname, acting all high and mighty. She’s just an ordinary disciple of the Xiliu Sect, with cultivation similar to theirs. Where does she get the confidence to speak to Brother Ye like that?
Ye Chenfeng didn’t mind, but he didn’t pay attention to it either. Instead, he turned to pay for Tianmiao’s purchases.
Tianmiao took out the items Jie Wenzhan had given and raised an eyebrow, "Huh, it smells kinda nice."
"You have to peel it." Jie Wenzhan naturally took it, helped Tianmiao peel one, and then handed it to her, "Eat it while it’s hot."
Tianmiao took it, tasted it, and slightly smiled, "It’s nice. I’ll have him buy me some more later." The "him," of course, referred to Ye Chenfeng.
Jie Wenzhan suddenly felt that Ye Chenfeng was like Tianmiao’s lackey. Thinking of this, he looked at the nutshells in his hand and went silent. Speaking of which, his actions seemed like those of a lackey too. Oh well, let’s just say it’s the aftereffect of playing a guard in Four-direction City.
Yang Shirui, Cheng Miaomiao, and Junior Sister Pei watched the scene unfold, each with different thoughts.
Yang Shirui thought it was only natural. Isn’t it an honor to serve the great ones?
Cheng Miaomiao felt a bit jealous, even knowing the pretty girl in front of her was a Sword Spirit, it was different now that she had cultivated a body. Brother Jie never peeled nutshells for her like this, humph! Jealous~~
Junior Sister Pei watched Jie Wenzhan and Tianmiao chatting and laughing, her eyes darkened, she lowered her head, lost in thought.
"Brother Ye, I’m very familiar with this place, may I guide you all around?" Junior Sister Pei asked Ye Chenfeng proactively after he finished paying.
Ye Chenfeng glanced at everyone, squeezed out a sentence, "Too many people, too noisy." He gave Junior Sister Pei no face at all.
After speaking, he was about to leave with Tianmiao.
"Brother, wait for me!" Jie Wenzhan hurriedly shouted and turned to the three girls, "You guys finish strolling and head back, be safe."
After that, without turning back, he followed Ye Chenfeng. As he walked beside Ye Chenfeng, he seemed to be suggesting something, and Ye Chenfeng nodded slightly.
Yang Shirui and the other two stood in place, watching Ye Chenfeng and his group disappear into the crowd, feeling lost.
What just happened?
They just left us like that?
Left us so decisively?
Cheng Miaomiao stomped her foot in anger and ran off.
Junior Sister Pei looked in the direction of Jie Wenzhan’s disappearing figure, remained silent for a while, and then turned and left.
Only Yang Shirui stood there without moving. In her mind, she thought about Jie Wenzhan’s expression when talking to Ye Chenfeng, and his demeanor when peeling the shell for Tianmiao. Finally, the image in her mind was Jie Wenzhan chasing after Ye Chenfeng and Tianmiao.
At that moment, Yang Shirui suddenly remembered what her father told her.
"Jie Wenzhan is like the wind, he will always move forward, and never stop for anyone. Including you."