Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 515 - Three Hundred and Thirty-Four_2

Chapter 515: Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Four_2

Tianyan squinted his eyes, staring at him:

"You... you’ve actually stopped lying?"

Xu Yuan looked up at her and smiled with a curve in his eyes:

"I just don’t want to deceive you."

Tianyan gripped her fingertips tight:

"Is it because you know you can’t deceive me now?"

Xu Yuan chuckled softly and reached for her head.

Seeing this, Tianyan’s eyes hardened, but ultimately she didn’t evade; the familiar touch caused ripples in her heart.

As his fingertips lightly brushed her smooth long hair, tucking it behind her ear, Xu Yuan looked at her closely and said in a lingering, low voice:

"You see, even if I told you some lies, you would believe them, deceiving yourself in the process. Just like now, even if I did something even more outrageous to you using the right methods, you wouldn’t resist."

"..."

They looked at each other in silence.

A trace of resentment emerged between Tianyan’s ink-like elegant eyebrows, as if hating herself, and also as if hating the shamelessness of the person before her.

Then, biting her silver teeth, she suddenly raised her hand.

"..." Xu Yuan.

He felt like he had taken things too far.

If that slap landed, his head would probably spin a few circles.

However, that slap never fell.

In the end, Tianyan’s spirit faltered, and she lowered her raised hand, shaking off his palm and sitting atop the city gate tower as if all her strength had been sapped.

There was a moment of silence on the city gate tower.

He watched her, and she watched the snowstorm outside the city, where the aimless snowflakes fell to the world like laundered jade shattering.

As time ticked by,

Xu Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked toward the snowy landscape with her, speaking gently:

"Tianyan, I know you must be important to me, that’s why I don’t want to lie to you."

A spark flashed in Tianyan’s golden pupils, but it quickly dimmed, and she sniffed with her delicate tiny nose:

"You... you’re lying to me again."

Xu Yuan slightly shifted to nudge her soft shoulder, looking askance with a smile:

"Think about it, if I wanted to deceive you, wouldn’t it be better to say something nice to make you happy?"

Upon hearing this, Tianyan gave him a sidelong glance, her misty eyes blinking, and she said nothing.

Xu Yuan twiddled his fingers while speaking softly:

"Say something nice, like how Tianyan you know me, my interactions with that woman Li Qingyan are nothing but superficial, there are no real feelings, it’s just due to family pressure..."

"So, that’s a lie?" Tianyan suddenly interrupted him.

"...."

Xu Yuan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the military camp.

Wrapped Chest Princess...

Tianyan’s words suddenly made Xu Yuan somewhat startled.

He wasn’t very clear about his own feelings for that bad woman, Li Qingyan.

Opposite sexes attract, the same sex repels.

Every day arguing, every day scheming, every day testing each other.

The uncertainty about her, like poppies, kept him from daring to invest too much emotion, but to say he felt nothing would definitely be lying.

After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan shook his head slightly and said softly:

"I’m not clear, but there are definitely feelings."

Tianyan watched him with reddened eyes for a few moments, then the image of that black-clothed, ink-like, indifferent figure suddenly came to her mind, and she asked softly:

"If that’s how it is with Li Qingyan, what about... Ran Qingmo?"

Xu Yuan looked at her and asked softly:

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Her breath hitched:

"...The truth."

"I like her."

"....."

With no hesitation.

The calm and indifferent look in his eyes as he spoke made Tianyan’s golden eyes contract, her breaths shaking slightly.

They looked into each other’s eyes for several moments,

and then she turned away with teary eyes:

"It’s also... Ran Qingmo’s personality is likable; she doesn’t go crazy, and she can deceive you..."

As she spoke with trembling words, she vigorously blinked her shiny eyes, her long and dense lashes quivering, and by the end, her voice was gone.

Xu Yuan gently touched his fingertips to each other, rubbing them lightly:

"I’ve said that I don’t want to deceive you. Sometimes the order of appearance is really important, but if you want to hear a lie, I can also say I don’t like her."

"..."

With no answer and after a long silence, she lowered her gaze and suddenly let out three words:

"And... what about me?"

Xu Yuan looked up thoughtfully and asked in a low voice:

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"......"

Tianyan hugged her legs tight, burying her cheeks deeply into them without speaking.

Her petite form curled up with her legs, like a wounded little animal licking its wounds all alone.

Seeing her like this, Xu Yuan quieted down for a moment and softly said in a deep voice,

"Actually, I’ve already given you the answer to that question. I don’t know what my feelings are for you, but some subconscious reactions of my body and feelings in my heart let me know that you must be very important to me.

"But if you insist on asking, right now you’re probably like... a familiar stranger to me."

"That’s it?" Tianyan bit her lip.

Xu Yuan blinked and stroked his chin,

"Maybe... also a stalker?"

Tianyan’s eyes widened in an instant, the whites reddening with murderous intent as she clenched her fists,

"Xu Changtian!"

Xu Yuan raised his hand to press on her head, rubbed it, and smiled,

"There, I know you’re not a stalker."

Tianyan raised her hand to push his away, turning her gaze,

"You’re always like this..."

Xu Yuan withdrew his hand and gently laughed,

"I was born this way, and I probably can’t change this disposition in this lifetime."

Tianyan took a deep breath, lifted the hem of her robe, and wiped the corner of her eye before standing up,

"Alright, let’s go back. You came looking for me for this anyway."

After she finished speaking, there was no reply from behind her; instead, a faint ripple of Origin Qi was stirred.

Puzzled, Tianyan instinctively looked back.

Xu Yuan was smiling as he handed her a blood-colored little mirror,

"Take a look at yourself, your eyes are all red. If you go back like this, it’ll turn into a fight later."

Tianyan didn’t accept it and uttered two Zhen Yan,

"Soothe the mind, cleanse the body."

A breeze spread from around her body, and the blood in her eyes dissipated in a few breaths.

She looked at him and huffed,

"You think everyone’s as weak as you?"

Xu Yuan shrugged his shoulders, no longer surprised.

Accustomed to the power of Soul Condensation practitioners.

"Shall we go back now? Li Qingyan is still waiting."

The moment Tianyan heard the name, she bit the corner of her lip and suddenly said,

"Actually... she didn’t need to send you to find me."

"Hm?"

"Instant."

"..."

After she spoke, her figure disappeared, leaving Xu Yuan alone atop the towering city gate.

Xu Yuan shook his head lightly as he recalled the mischievous expression of that bad woman before she left,

"With your level of power, you’re still concerned about others... no need for your reminder; I know."

Tianyan’s encounter with them at Northern Border City was merely by chance.

Now that the Communication Crystals had been constructed within Northern Border City, the information they could get from Tianyan could be obtained just as well if they contacted the Imperial Capital, and it might even be more comprehensive.

Drawing back his gaze from the military camp, Xu Yuan looked down at the bottomless city wall and smacked his lips,

"Jeez, how do I get back from here..."

...

...

...

Tianyuan Mountain, the bamboo forest on the back mountain.

Summer had passed, and autumn had arrived again, but the verdant bamboo leaves showed no sign of withering.

The sound of a sword’s cry lingered in the tranquil clearing of the bamboo forest, and an icy chill swept through the surrounding greenery, covering the layer of vibrant green with a touch of frost.

Two figures, one still and one in motion.

The active one wore black clothes like ink, with an elegant figure, and the Ink Sword in her hand drew icy crystals with each movement.

The still one, with a white beard and a robust stature, stood in place, yawning while wielding the Giant Sword to block the piercing cold sword.

Every clash of the swords created a gust of wind that lifted waves of bamboo leaves in the boundless forest.

Suddenly,

"Clang—"

The still one violently swung the Giant Sword,

With a crisp sound, the inky silhouette was sent flying backward, her Ink Sword spinning rapidly in the air, flung ten yards away, with only the handle visible above the soil.

In the next moment,

A voluptuous woman appeared behind the burly elder and kicked him down hard,

"Ran Jianli, are you crazy, hitting so hard?!"

Ran Jianli rolled over to sit up, rubbing the spot where he’d been kicked, a sheepish smile on his lips,

"Qingmo wants to walk the Integration Path, she needs to endure a certain intensity..."

"The next time Qingmo and I spar, you forget it, you brute, with no sense of restraint."

The voluptuous woman turned to look at the figure sent flying.

The girl in black had already silently picked herself up and quietly retrieved her Ink Sword, saying softly,

"Master... Mistress, Qingmo is out of Origin Qi. I’ll go back to my room first."

With that, the girl lowered her head and walked toward her bamboo house.

The woman and the elder exchanged a glance, and she kicked him again on the shin,

"It’s all your fault! I’m going to talk to Qingmo. If she’s still upset, you just wait for me tonight... Qingmo, wait for your mistress."