I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

"Xingyun, I have a deep wish in this life. Perhaps you can help me make it come true." Xinghan's tone was gentle, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." Xingyun leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Xinghan, sincerity and concern flashing in his eyes.

Xinghan sighed and said slowly: "For you, this matter is not entirely important, but it is also not entirely insignificant. If you say it is simple, it seems easy; if you say it is complicated, it is also difficult to solve."

Xingyun bowed his hands, his gesture elegant and humble: "If you have any concerns, please feel free to tell me. If Xingyun is able to do so, I will do my best and live up to your trust."

However, Xinghan knew that Xingyun, who was praised as the ancient tea god in "Traveling with the Phoenix", seemed gentle, but he was deep-minded and often reserved in his words and deeds. Therefore, although he had certain expectations for Xingyun's words, he did not completely trust them.

Xinghan hesitated for a moment, with a look of reluctance on his face, as if he was unwilling to impose his wish on this young talent. "Alas, I am already old and frail, and my time is running out, while you, Mr. Xingyun, are in your prime, and I am afraid that my wish will make you feel embarrassed..."

Upon hearing this, Xingyun's face straightened and he bowed, saying, "Why do you say that, elder? Although Xingyun is not talented, if I have the honor to serve you, I will do my best and live up to your trust." His eyes were firm and bright, as if he could see through Xinghan's inner thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Xinghan's eyes flashed with admiration. He nodded slightly and sighed, "Mr. Xingyun is indeed worthy of his reputation. He is young and promising, with extraordinary talent. This makes me very happy. Well, in three days, when your body recovers, I will tell you in detail about this wish." After that, he looked into the distance with a deep gaze, as if thinking about the various possibilities of the future.

Xingyun humbly requested Xinghan not to worry about him anymore, but Xinghan took the opportunity to become weak. Due to his status as his "savior", Xingyun reluctantly agreed to let Xinghan stay here.

After Xinghan finished talking with Xingyun, his eyes inadvertently turned to his arms. There, Shen Li had fallen asleep quietly, her small body curled up in his arms, like a harmless child.

He carefully picked up Shen Li, as if holding an invaluable treasure, and brought her back to his bedroom. He gently held Shen Li's tail feathers and placed her steadily on the soft bed.

However, no matter how careful he was, this series of gentle movements seemed to have touched some kind of mechanism, and still woke Shen Li up from her deep sleep. Her colorful feathers instantly became sharp as thorns, as if she was ready to meet any possible threat at any time.

But Xinghan did not back down. He looked at Shen Li tenderly, his deep eyes full of apology and tenderness.

"Ouch, did I wake you up?" Xinghan's voice was low and soft, as if it carried a soothing power.

[Ah! How dare you! Where are you touching? Get out of here, my king!]

Shen Li's inner voice echoed in Xinghan's mind, and he seemed to be able to hear her angry and majestic rebuke.

For the first time, he deeply experienced the charm of mind reading. It was a really interesting feeling.

Although Shen Li's appearance had turned into a pheasant at this time, her bright eyes still revealed an unyielding light.

She stared at Xinghan, as if she wanted to pierce through him with her eyes.

Xinghan's heart moved, and he slowly squatted down and looked at Shen Li seriously.

His eyes revealed deep respect, as if he was facing a noble king.

"I'm sorry! My original intention was to put you in a safe place so that you can recover as soon as possible."

[Sorry? Is he apologizing to me? To a pheasant? No! Phoenix!]

Xinghan's many years of experience as a corporate slave made him immediately humble. He bowed his head and apologized, his voice full of sincerity.

As he spoke, he gently stretched out his slightly weathered hand and stroked the few strands of Shen Li's hair that were sticking up. Every movement he made seemed so cautious, for fear of disturbing her again.

The scene was a little funny, a white-haired old man was groveling in front of a little pheasant, but Xinghan didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Instead, he apologized more earnestly, as if Shen Li was really a distinguished guest.

There was a gleam of vigilance in Shen Li's eyes, but Xinghan's gentle attitude made her feel a little warm.

She seemed to be able to feel Xinghan's thoughtfulness and consideration, which slightly reduced her hostility towards Xinghan.

Xinghan apologized again, his voice full of sincerity and humility, "If you are willing, can I continue to stay with you and make sure not to disturb your comfortable rest."

Shen Li listened to Xinghan's words, and the anger in her heart gradually subsided.

She felt Xinghan's sincerity and tenderness, which made her begin to re-examine this seemingly feminine man.

"Well, since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly accept your apology."

Shen Li finally spoke. Although her voice was still majestic, it was less hostile.

Upon hearing this, Xinghan showed a grateful smile on his face.

[This guy named Xinghan, although he is weak, he looks quite kind. ]

Shen Li couldn't help but have such thoughts in her mind.

"Teacher Shen, can I bandage your wound?" Xinghan bowed respectfully and lowered his head waiting for Shen Li's answer.

Shen Li's heart was shaken again:

[This guy! Can he hear me? ]

She was somewhat surprised at Xinghan's sharpness and attentiveness.

[Ask me for permission? Really? Humph! That's more like it. ]

Shen Li was secretly proud in her heart. She felt that she was the Bi Cang King of the spiritual world after all. How could she have ever been so miserable?

[By the way, what does the name of Teacher Shen mean? ]

Shen Li suddenly remembered this question and frowned in confusion.

[Forget it, don’t hit someone who smiles at you. Xinghan is so polite, so I’ll just apologize.]

Shen Li made a decision in her heart.

However, she faced a new problem:

[But how can I tell him? Will he understand me?]

At this moment, Xinghan seemed to see through her thoughts and said, "Teacher Shen, I can occasionally understand the language of animals. You can tell me what to do."

Shen Li was slightly stunned, and then sneered in his heart: [Humph, this guy is smart. ]

She cleared her throat and said in her majestic and powerful voice: "Okay, the king agrees."

"Okay, that's up to you. I'll leave it to Xinghan."

Xinghan responded immediately with a humble and polite smile on his face.

This scene was seen by Xingyun who happened to be delivering food, and he almost knocked over the plate in his hand.

He looked at the interaction between Xinghan and Shen Li in surprise, his heart filled with confusion and curiosity.

Wasn't Shen Li the little pheasant they had just rescued? Why was Xing Han so respectful to her, even a little... doting?

Xingyun rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong. What on earth was going on?

"Oh, you're here?" Xinghan turned around and saw Xingyun at the door.

Xingyun responded and walked over slowly, covering his chest with a look of discomfort.

"Elder, are you feeling unwell?" Xingyun asked with concern.

"It's okay, you don't look good." Xinghan had an idea. He stretched out his index finger and mobilized the true energy in his body. A silver and elegant light, like starlight, flowed from his fingertips into Xingyun's brows.

"You..." Xingyun's eyes were full of surprise.