I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

The morning sun shone through the mist, gently scattering on the bluestone pavement of Baichuan Courtyard, draping the solemn and majestic building with a faint golden veil. Qiao Wanwan and Li Xiangyi walked side by side on the path leading to Baichuan Courtyard, their figures appearing particularly harmonious in the morning light.

The side gate of Baichuan Courtyard stood quietly, like a silent guard, witnessing countless secrets and stories. Qiao Wanwan and Li Xiangyi used their Qinggong skills to silently swoop over the high wall like two nimble swallows, landing in a secluded corner of the courtyard.

Nestled deep within the Baichuan Courtyard, Yunbiqiu's courtyard is surrounded by verdant bamboo. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, as if telling stories of the past. In the center, a quaint pavilion stands quietly. Inside, a pot of tea and a few books rest on a stone table, creating a particularly elegant atmosphere.

"Xiangyi, are you really not going in with me?" Qiao Wanwan stopped, turned around, and asked softly, a subtle worry in her voice. The morning light shone on her face, illuminating the worry in her eyes with exceptional clarity.

Li Xiangyi stood beside her, gazing at her tenderly. He shook his head gently and said, "Wanwan, I'll wait for you outside. Yun Biqiu is a man of deep thoughts. If I go in with him, something might happen."

Qiao Wanwan's brow furrowed slightly, knowing that Li Xiangyi's words were true. Yun Biqiu was Baichuan Academy's advisor, renowned for his strategic prowess. This time, he had come to gather information, and if Li Xiangyi had come along, it would have inevitably alerted Yun Biqiu.

"But..." Qiao Wanwan hesitated, worried that Li Xiangyi would be in danger outside alone. Baichuan Academy was filled with experts, and if he were discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.

Li Xiangyi noticed her worry. He smiled slightly, gently patted the back of Qiao Wanwan's hand, and comforted her, "Don't worry, I know what to do. Besides, with my Qinggong skills, I can easily escape even if I'm discovered."

Qiao Wanwan knew Li Xiangyi's character; once he made up his mind, he wouldn't change it easily. She sighed softly and said, "Then...be careful. If anything goes wrong, leave immediately and don't bother me."

"Okay." Li Xiangyi nodded, his eyes becoming firm. "You should also be careful. Yun Biqiu is a man you shouldn't trust easily."

Qiao Wanwan nodded, took one last look at Li Xiangyi, then turned and walked towards Yun Biqiu's room.

Li Xiangyi stood still, his gaze following the direction Qiao Wanwan had disappeared. His hand unconsciously tightened around the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he silently resolved to protect Qiao Wanwan, no matter what. With a light leap, his figure, like a falling leaf, silently landed on a nearby tree, hiding among the dense branches and leaves, quietly waiting.

Qiao Wanwan pushed open the half-closed courtyard door and quietly walked in. Her footsteps were light and graceful, like a falling leaf, silently drifting to the ground. The courtyard was silent, with only the rustling of bamboo leaves and a few birdsongs in the distance.

"Dean Yun, it's been ten years since we last met. I hope you are doing well." Qiao Wanwan's voice rang out in the yard, with a hint of sarcasm and teasing.

In the pavilion, Yun Biqiu was sitting at a stone table, holding a book in his hand and reading attentively.

Hearing Qiao Wanwan's voice, his body trembled slightly, and the book in his hand fell to the ground. He slowly raised his head, his face showing a complex expression of surprise, excitement and guilt.

"Qiao...Sister Qiao, you're here." Yun Biqiu's voice trembled a little, and his eyes were fixed on Qiao Wanwan, as if he wanted to engrave her figure deeply in his mind.

Qiao Wanwan walked slowly into the pavilion and sat down opposite Yun Biqiu. She looked at Yun Biqiu with a look of disdain in her eyes. "Yes, I'm here."

She said calmly, "I want to see how someone who betrayed his friends, abandoned his ideals, and poisoned Xiangyi still has the nerve to live in this world."

Yun Biqiu's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I shouldn't be living like this, but how can I make amends for the Sect Master and the 158 lives lost in the Si Gu Sect? I've also thought about dying, but how can I face them in the underworld after I die?"

Qiao Wanwan listened quietly, her eyes gradually turning colder. She slowly drew the Shaoshi Sword from her waist, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

"You do deserve to die, but you don't deserve it," she said coldly. "Why did you poison Xiangyi ten years ago?"

Yun Biqiu's body trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with pain and regret.

"Ten years ago, Jiao Liqiao approached me. I was captivated by her beauty. Jiao Liqiao asked me to poison Li Xiangyi with green tea, lying that it was just a drug to keep the Sect Master from going to the East China Sea War. Unexpectedly, he ended up harming Li Xiangyi. He wanted to commit suicide to atone for his crime, but was stopped."

"For the past ten years, I have been regretting and suffering every moment. He asked Qiao Wanwan to kill her, but Qiao Wanwan didn't want to kill him and took back the Young Master Sword," Yun Biqiu said slowly. His voice was low and hoarse, as if every word was filled with endless pain and self-blame.

Qiao Wanwan listened quietly, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes. She hadn't imagined that there was such a hidden story behind what happened back then. She looked at Yun Biqiu, and an inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart.

At this moment, Yun Biqiu's face suddenly changed. He suddenly covered his chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood stained the teacup on the stone table red, and also stained Qiao Wanwan's sight red.

"Yun Biqiu!" Qiao Wanwan exclaimed. She hurried forward to support Yun Biqiu and stretched out her hand to feel his pulse. As soon as her fingers touched Yun Biqiu's pulse, her face became solemn.

"You...you were also poisoned?" Qiao Wanwan's voice was full of shock and disbelief.

Yun Biqiu's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. His eyes gradually became dull, and his body began to grow cold.

"It's...it's Xue Ronghua..." Yun Biqiu used up his last bit of strength and spoke intermittently, "It's Xue Ronghua from the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance..."

Qiao Wanwan's expression turned even uglier. She hadn't expected Yun Biqiu to be poisoned by the Golden Yuan League. Moreover, it was a powerful poison like Xue Ronghua.

"Yun Biqiu, hold on!" Qiao Wanwan's voice was filled with anxiety and worry, "I will definitely save you!"