Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Have You Ever Been Moved?

Chu Yao and her companions left the martial arts field and returned to the inn.

Chu Yao was still in a bad mood, and Su Xueyin tried to cheer her up:

“Little Senior Sister, don’t be angry. Let’s go buy some delicious food.”

Sang Nian also said: “I heard there’s a shop nearby that sells delicious candied fruit. Let’s go try it.”

Chu Yao nodded quietly, but after taking a few steps, she kicked over the jade unicorn at the inn’s entrance, becoming even angrier:

“I should have beaten that bastard Xiao Jing up just now!”

The innkeeper who happened to be passing by:

Wen Buyu quickly said: “We’ll pay for it.”

He touched his waist, and suddenly exclaimed, “Huh?”

Sang Nian asked: “What’s wrong?”

Wen Buyu sighed helplessly: “My pouch fell off again. I guess the silk vine was broken by the sword energy.”

Sang Nian paid for the jade unicorn, sighing:

“Big Brother, you should give up on this fashionable pouch. Otherwise, you’ll become a scatterbrain.”

Wen Buyu: “What is a fashionable pouch?”

Sang Nian: “It means an accessory.”

Wen Buyu suddenly understood: “So that’s what it is.”

On the other side.

The main hall of the Changsheng Palace.

The disciple leading the way pushed open the hall door and bowed his head to report:

“Palace Master, Senior Brother Xiao has arrived.”

The man on the meditation cushion slowly opened his eyes:

“Leave.”

“Yes.”

The disciple retreated, and Xiao Zhuochen walked into the hall.

There was not only the Palace Master of the Changsheng Palace, Wei Shengyu, inside.

But also –

“Father, I saw it with my own eyes, he’s fallen for that Xiaoyao sect disciple!”

Xiao Jing shouted.

Beside him, Xiao’s father and mother exchanged glances, their faces sinking.

Xiao’s father said: “Zhuochen, is this true?”

Xiao Zhuochen shook his head, his eyes clear:

“Father, this is just a misunderstanding.”

Xiao’s mother looked worried:

“You are the hope of our Xiao family, you must have a clear Dao heart and not be swayed by others.”

Xiao Zhuochen remained silent for a while, then said:

“Yes.”

Xiao Jing shouted:

“He’s lying! I even saw him secretly hiding that Sang Nian’s pouch!”

Xiao Zhuochen’s hand hidden in his sleeve tightened.

Xiao’s father was furious: “You dare to deceive us?”

Xiao Zhuochen: “I…”

“Hand it over!” Xiao’s father roared.

Xiao Zhuochen’s hand clenched tightly, he didn’t move.

Xiao’s mother’s eyes were red, she pointed at him tremblingly:

“Zhuochen, do you know how much hope we have placed in you?”

Xiao Zhuochen said softly:

“Mother, this is truly just a misunderstanding.”

Xiao’s father rebuked: “Still trying to argue? Where did those rumors come from?”

Xiao Zhuochen: “… I just thought Miss Sang was interesting, and I wanted to be friends with her, that’s all.”

Xiao’s father said: “Today you want to be friends with her, tomorrow you might want to spend your life with her.”

Xiao Zhuochen felt a little tired, he rubbed his temples:

“Father, you are too narrow-minded.”

“Slap—!”

A slap, carrying the wind, came towards him. Xiao Zhuochen didn’t dodge, he took it head-on.

His cheek immediately swelled up with a red mark.

He lowered his head, remaining silent.

Wei Shengyu, who had not spoken until now, said lightly:

Zhuochen, I only ask you one question, have you ever been moved by her?

Xiao Zhuochen knelt down and replied word by word:

“This disciple has not.”

The next second, the pouch in his sleeve flew out, hanging in mid-air.

Xiao’s father said: “Then whose pouch is this? Why are you hiding it?”

Xiao Zhuochen was exhausted and didn’t want to say another word.

Xiao’s father sneered:

“Unwilling to speak? Fine, you don’t have to say it, we’ll see for ourselves.”

He waved his sleeve and cast a spell, the pouch glowed, and a wisp of mist emerged.

Slowly, the mist dissipated, revealing the image inside.

A young man in plain clothes, with downcast eyes and a gentle smile, as gentle as jade.

Xiao Zhuochen: “.”

Xiao’s father: “…”

Xiao Jing: “…”

Xiao’s mother: “…”

Xiao Jing couldn’t believe it:

“This is the eldest brother of the Xiaoyao sect, Wen Buyu? My brother was hiding his pouch?”

With a “thump,” Xiao’s mother fainted.

Xiao Jing: “!! Mother! Mother, what’s wrong with you!”

Xiao’s father widened his eyes, his whole body trembling:

“You actually… You are actually…”

Xiao Zhuochen pressed his temples, stood up:

“Master, this disciple will take his leave.”

Wei Shengyu: “…Go.”

Xiao Zhuochen turned and left, completely ignoring the gloomy atmosphere behind him.

A member of the Ten Thousand Immortal League found him and whispered:

“Senior Brother Xiao, those people from the Xiaoyao sect have been arrested.”

Xiao Zhuochen: “For what reason?”

He said: “Fighting in the street.”

Xiao Zhuochen looked back, sighed softly:

“I understand, I’ll go take a look.”

Time goes back to a short while ago.

In front of the candied fruit shop.

Sang Nian held her sugar-preserved plums and asked Xie Chenzou:

“Have you finally decided? I’m going to pay.”

Xie Chenzou glanced at her and threw a storage bag to her.

Sang Nian: “What’s this?”

Xie Chenzou: “My savings.”

Sang Nian opened it and saw that it was indeed full of spirit stones piled up like mountains.

She was astonished: “You’re so rich?”

Xie Chenzou snorted:

“I told you, I’m not poor.”

Sang Nian: “You’re really giving it to me?”

Xie Chenzou: “Mm.”

Sang Nian felt a little hot in her hands: “Or maybe…”

Xie Chenzou said lightly:

“I am yours, my money is naturally yours.”

Sang Nian couldn’t help but smile, pretending to be serious:

“Since Daoist Xie insists, then I’ll have to accept it.”

She happily put away the storage bag.

Xie Chenzou curved his eyebrows, looked around, and secretly reached out to hold her fingertips through his sleeve.

“By the way, Junior Sister Sang, that jade unicorn…”

The two turned their heads at the sound of the voice.

Behind them, Wen Buyu looked at them, his pupils trembling 3.

Xie Chenzou: “…”

Sang Nian: “…”

“What’s wrong, what’s wrong?”

Shen Mingchao, oblivious, squeezed in and asked Sang Nian excitedly:

“Hey, are your plums delicious? Are they sour? Don’t be so stingy, let me have one.”