Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 975: Xu Changge Side Story: The World in Their Eyes (Their First Encounter)_4

Chapter 975: Xu Changge Side Story: The World in Their Eyes (Their First Encounter)_4

If it weren’t for his timely evasion, he feared his palm would have been severed completely.

But this was not the point of his astonishment.

What shocked him was the feeling of inevitable doom from that last Slash Strike.

This was unreasonable.

One must know, the young man before him only possessed Eighth Grade cultivation...

His gaze fell upon the small silhouette that was gradually standing up from the stone stool.

Standing on the two-foot-high stool, Xu Changge looked down calmly at the chubby figure a few meters away, while his peripheral vision fleetingly glanced toward the girl who had just called out.

He seemed to have misunderstood that woman.

She appeared to have some skills, managing to resist the group of Eighth Grade cultivated youths to some extent.

And it was during that fleeting glance, Tang Xiangsheng had already abruptly stepped forward, reaching out to grab him with trembling fat, small eyes gleaming with excited laughter:

"This was you who struck first, Brother Changge."

"...."

Turning his gaze back, Xu Changge slightly furrowed his brows.

This was the first time he had clashed with an unexpected person from his mother’s brother’s side.

He couldn’t make out any lines on his uncle’s body, but at this moment, his eyes saw numerous illusory shadows.

And these illusory shadows, fleeting like sand, eventually condensed into a single point.

In his confusion, Xu Changge subconsciously raised his hand, fixated on that single point, and struck out hard.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound; the chubby face instantly twisted under the force, and the obese figure was sent flying backward, colliding with the boys surrounding the girl.

The hefty figure crashed down unexpectedly on several people, creating a gap for the encircled girl to scurry to the side of the boy standing on the stone stool like a nimble monkey.

Xu Changge paid no attention to the incoming girl, his eyes fixed on his hand.

What was that just now?

He did not understand.

While pondering, Xu Changge suddenly felt his hand grasped by the girl.

His brow furrowed involuntarily.

He didn’t like physical contact with other people.

But before he could voice his objections, the girl grabbed his wrist and dashed along the stream, scolding as they ran:

"Are you an idiot?! Run faster!"

"..."

Hearing this, Changge’s brows furrowed even tighter.

Watching the girl’s flowing hair from behind, he hesitated whether to slap her as well.

But ultimately, he let it go.

Among fools, there are differences.

The girl in front of him didn’t seem too foolish; although he didn’t need it, she was indeed trying to rescue him.

They ran wildly, speeding all the way.

Eventually, limited by the girl’s cultivation level, they were cornered in the "Spring Palace Alley" as the sun set.

The twilight sun cast a golden glow over everything.

Facing the approaching group of youths brimming with hostility,

Changge gave an expressionless glance to the girl beside him, panting heavily and propping herself up on her knees.

The girl glared back when she saw it.

"...." Changge.

He felt like slapping someone again.

But just as the thought emerged, the girl stood up in front of him and said softly:

"Kid, you better run. My surname is also Tang; they won’t dare do anything to me."

Changge nodded at her words and turned around.

"...."

Seeing this, the girl became somewhat exasperated:

"Are you really just going to run?!"

"....."

Changge paused his steps and turned back, staring at her without a word.

The young girl bit her teeth in frustration, her delicate beauty showing signs of anxiety as she stomped her foot, then waved her hand:

"Fine, fine, fine, just go. The adults won’t come here; they usually pick this spot to do their misdeeds."

This time, Changge did not leave immediately, instead, he gazed at the trembling slender girl for a few moments and then suddenly asked:

"You said no adults would come back here?"

"Ah?"

The girl was somewhat surprised but nodded subconsciously: "Right, this residence has been confiscated, and to avoid suspicion, no one will approach this place for now."

Changge nodded:

"Oh."

"Oh?"

The girl stared at this handsome, unemotional young man indignantly: "Are you going to run or not?!"

Changge calmly replied:

"It depends on you."

The girl clenched her fists involuntarily; if not for the circumstances, she really wished to staple her fist to this guy’s face.

After catching her breath, the girl spoke in a soft tone:

"Whether you leave or not is your problem, not mine!"

"Oh, alright."

Changge gently tied up his hair at the back, adjusted the folds of his azure robe sleeves, and then walked leisurely towards the group of young men.

Seeing this scene, the little girl quickly grabbed Little Changge and scolded, annoyed:

"Are you an idiot? I was just venting, you’ll definitely get bullied by these trash with your cultivation!"

"..."

Changge stopped in his tracks,

with the setting sun’s golden hues on his back,

Little Changge slightly turned his head, his handsome profile edged with gold, and said calmly:

"Who told you I would lose?"

After speaking, he shook off the little girl’s hand and spoke indifferently:

"Also, don’t touch me casually."

"..."

After that,

the boy walked towards the alley entrance under the increasingly distorted gaze of the little girl...

...

...

...

With everything over, the sky was already dotted with stars, the bright moonlight scattered below.

Standing in front of the mound built by the youngsters, the wounded Little Changge silently stared at his palm.

He won.

But,

he still didn’t understand,

didn’t understand what those lines that appeared during the fight were.

Lost in thought,

suddenly a sharp pain came from the side of his face. Little Changge turned to look and saw the little girl wiping his face with a brocade handkerchief.

Seeing him look over, the little girl smiled at him:

"You’re really strong... Does it hurt? Mom said to use ointment..."

"Slap!"

Little Changge slapped her hand away, frowning:

"I remember I told you not to touch me casually."

"..."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then her beautiful little face twitched twice, and her lips suddenly curled into a dangerous smile.

The next moment,

Little Changge suddenly saw those complicated lines appear before his eyes again.

But this time,

he no longer had the energy to dodge.

"Bang!"

The little girl’s fist struck his handsome face.

The force was so great, it flipped him over.

Little Changge, frowning, tried to get up to fight back, but saw the girl sitting on his waist.

Bang!

Another punch.

Little Changge just lay there motionless.

His judgment of the situation made it clear to him that he couldn’t match this woman, now at the end of his strength.

So better to just lie flat.

Seeing the boy not resisting anymore, the little girl sitting on his waist felt somewhat guilty and huffed:

"Conceited attitude."

While speaking, she took out a patch of ointment her mother had prepared for him, and applied it to Little Changge while muttering softly:

"Such a temper even when I’m treating your wounds, you really don’t know how to appreciate kindness."

"..." Little Changge lay on the ground with his face to the side, silent, enduring quietly.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, with stars sprinkling over them, draping them in a silver veil.

Looking at Little Changge, now wrapped up like a zongzi, the little girl smiled satisfactorily.

After doing all this, the little girl got up from his waist and walked towards the direction of the Wang Residence without a second thought.

Little Changge slowly got up at this moment, watching the girl’s back, and suddenly called out:

"Hey, what’s your name."

"..."

The little girl didn’t stop walking, her eyes subconsciously fluttering, and she looked back smiling:

"Why, want to thank me?"

Little Changge ran his hand across the cheek the girl just hit, and said calmly:

"When my injuries heal, I’ll come to find you."

The little girl’s eyebrows twitched, she took a deep breath and snorted coldly:

"Come on, I’m about to break through to Eighth Grade too..."

"So what’s your name?"

"..."

Suppressing the urge to punch him again, the little girl tossed her long hair and walked away without looking back.

After a while,

a voice, snorting like a little girl’s, slowly reached Little Changge’s ears:

"I live across from your house, my name is Tang Weijun."