Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 627 - 627 183 Conscientious Grocery Store Two-in-one

Chapter 627: Chapter 183: Conscientious Grocery Store [Two-in-one] Chapter 627: Chapter 183: Conscientious Grocery Store [Two-in-one] “The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. Those at the top should naturally shoulder their responsibilities in critical times. As for us, who are not in power, we don’t have to bear as much responsibility. After all, we are neither elders nor the Great Marshal. We don’t need to bother about everything. We should just watch the show!”

“I can’t wait to see them scramble!”

Fei Xinyu wore a grin of schadenfreude.

His conversation partner wore a look of embarrassment.

Part of him wanted to say, “Aren’t you the Deputy Marshal? How come you’re not in a position of power?”

But he knew how sharp Fei Xinyu’s tongue could be, so he decided to swallow his words. He knew if he dared to say what was on his mind, Fei Xinyu would not only berate him, but might also hit him.

This guy’s knack for verbal abuse had become increasingly refined, along with his growing strength. Wu Tiejun, the Great Marshal who was once clearly superior, had been given a taste of his power recently and had been made to feel perturbed like a scolded child. Wouldn’t he be a fool to go looking for trouble now?!

The north wind roared.

The sky was filled with red clouds.

Snow drifted across the mountains.

In one night.

The land was covered with a gleaming white sheet.

In Yuezhou City at this moment, the snow was half a foot deep and still falling incessantly.

Between heaven and earth, everything was hazy. The whole Yuezhou was blanketed in a silver wrap.

Feng Ying was so excited she ran out and frolicked back and forth in the snow-filled yard.

This was the first time in her life she had seen snow.

With her cultivation, she could easily fend off the winter chill. At this moment, she was so overjoyed that she almost seemed manic. Her small, delicate footprints filled the snowy ground within an instant.

The Cat Emperor called her several times but failed to calm the excited Feng Ying. In the end, the Cat Emperor simply dashed over and, using its quick agility, brought her back by grabbing the scruff of her neck.

Indeed, taking action proved to be more efficient than merely chattering…

The Cat Emperor was furious. The refusal to obey her, whether as an emperor or a mother, felt like blasphemy, and she began to contemplate teaching her a lesson.

But, despite holding Feng Ying down onto her knee, as she lifted her hand high, when it finally fell, it was only a gentle pat on her tiny butt.

The difference between her action and caressing was negligible…

Feng Yin watched from the side with a cynical smile on his face.

If it had been me, I’d have spanked her hard a long time ago.

Isn’t it a mother, after all? Hasn’t her heart softened??!

Your tap is more like encouragement than discipline.

As expected, the moment she let go, the little one darted out again, whizzing like a white streak of lightning, straight onto the Iron Heart Tree. There she stood on a branch, flapping her ears and observing her surroundings.

Apart from her shiny black eyes, Feng Yin’s white fur blended into the snow so well that she was almost indistinguishable.

As her tail flicked, clumps of accumulated snow fell and merged with the falling flurry.

The moment He Xiangming entered the courtyard in the snowfall, the Cat Emperor and Feng Ying vanished without a trace.

Only Feng Yin remained in the pavilion, his black hair flowing above his purple robe. A snow-white fox fur scarf wreathed his neck, making him look jade-like, ethereal, and out of this world. Accompanied by the scene on the left, he appeared like a scholarly gentleman brewing tea amongst the snowfall, a picture of aloof elegance.

“Chief He is here.” Feng Yin didn’t get up. He just smiled fondly as he looked at her.

Seeing Feng Yin again, the attitude He Xiangming displayed was strikingly different from the past—

When they first met, He Xiangming was aloof and condescending, a typical example of high–handedness wrapped in amiable approachability, along with an attitude of ‘let big sister show you around’ and ‘remember to be grateful’.

Then, as Feng Yin demonstrated his strength and established Master Ling’s persona with facts, they earned the equality to speak as equals.

When Feng Yin was leaving for the Gold Rank training, their positions reversed—He Xiangming started to feel insecure.

As for now, the only way to describe He Xiangming’s attitude was “cautiously enterprising.”

“…Little brother.”

He Xiangming tried calling him that and, seeing Feng Yin’s consistent smile, a heart that had been hanging for too long finally fell back into place.

Her heart fluttered at these encounters.

“What a big snowfall today.”

He Xiangming walked over and, sitting before Feng Yin, let out a radiant smile that was pitifully beautiful.

“Yes, the first snowfall since I returned to Yuezhou. I didn’t expect it to be this heavy.”

Feng Yin sighed as well, and casually replied.

“It’s always like this in Yuezhou.” He Xiangming said, “Once it starts snowing, it rarely stops. This year’s snowfall is later than previous years, but it’s heavier.”

“Perhaps Heaven has seen Yuezhou’s plight. It is just not ready yet.” Feng Yin said leisurely.

“The younger brother’s kindness is appreciated. Heaven always favors the kind.” He Xiangming said with twinkling laughter in her eyes.

She thought of her grandfather’s words at that moment—if she could marry the junior brother…

However, the thought of it made her feel embarrassed.

Looking at the handsome Feng Yin, He Xiangming couldn’t help but think that she was considerably older than him. Moreover, how could she secure such a beautiful man…?

Furthermore, in my heart…

She had an image of a person in her heart, as clear as ever, making her laugh bitterly in spite of herself.

She forced herself to suppress her thoughts, and with a bright smile said, “Young Brother is truly enjoying yourself. In this heavy snowfall, you are alone in the pavilion, brewing tea and admiring the snow. How leisurely of you.”

Feng Yin smiled and said, “The late arrival of snow hints at an impending guest. Let’s treat tea as wine and enjoy together the winter cold of Yuezhou.”