He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

So much happened that night. Leng Huan took a deep breath of the morning air and looked at Fu Xun's back.

Although it's quite comical that running away from an arranged marriage only to run into the person who broke off the engagement, they've been through so much together, and Leng Huan may or may not have gained some favor with the male lead by trying to win him over.

No matter how you look at it, her treating Long Aotian like a lackey back then... was a path to certain death.

Leng Huan quietly let out a breath. The two walked on in silence, neither mentioning the use of their swords.

The atmosphere was quiet until they reached the foot of the mountain, when Leng Huan broke the silence:

"Well, Junior Brother Yin Xun, do you think the days you spent living in Lin Family Village were... were they good?" The voice carried a hint of cautious probing.

Fu Xun paused slightly, looked at Leng Huan and nodded: "Yes, those were carefree days, and they were one of the few leisurely days in my life."

That's true. Although his mother loved him very much, she was also very strict. She never relaxed her supervision of his cultivation, and his father only took him out to play after he met his mother's requirements.

Upon hearing this, Leng Huan breathed a sigh of relief and then probed, "Back then, when I made you do chores, did you think I was a exploitative landlord?"

Fu Xun smiled and shook his head: "Of course not." He was much more carefree back then.

Leng Huan: "So, if, I mean if, you had a former fiancée who offended you, did a lot of bad things to you, and became your enemy, would you grind her to dust?"

Fu Xun suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Leng Huan bumped into his back unexpectedly.

"Ouch..." Leng Huan rubbed his forehead where he had bumped it.

Fu Xun turned around and stared at her without saying a word, pondering the meaning of what she had just said.

How could she become his enemy?

What's more, what about being reduced to ashes?

A sudden pang of sadness welled up inside him. How could this be? He hadn't even had time to be good to her.

I'm too busy being happy with her, how could I possibly become her enemy?

After a long silence, Fu Xun's voice finally rang out: "Probably not, I don't have such an enemy."

He raised his hand and stroked Leng Huan's forehead, saying slowly and deliberately, "Moreover, we need to see exactly what bad things she did."

The two were standing too close, so Leng Huan took a small step back and blurted out, "The worst thing is, of course, a one-on-one fight with you, jumping around on your sore spots. She might not be able to beat you, but she knows how to kick your groin!"

"..."

Fu Xun gritted his teeth, the bitterness in his heart vanishing instantly. He withdrew his hand, turned around, and walked away without looking back. Leng Huan quickly followed, only to hear his voice drifting over from ahead:

"Then I'll grab her and give her a good beating, a spanking!"

Leng Huan immediately felt a sharp pain in his testicles and anus.

They selectively ignored Fu Xun's crude words.

He retorted, "That's not good for girls, you're so heartless! You have no chivalry at all..."

Do not speak of what is improper.

As soon as he said it, Fu Xun realized he had made a mistake, so he quickened his pace. Hearing Leng Huan's words, he snorted again: "Tenderness and pity for women depend on the person."

Leng Huan quickly ran up two steps to stand beside him: "If I offend you in the future, you can't come after me for revenge!"

"Hmm, no revenge, I'll make you work for me."

Leng Huan was shocked: "I have to do chores? I'm a complete novice! I can't do laundry, cook, or clean!"

Fu Xun glanced at her, seemingly disgusted, and said in a softer voice, "Who said I wanted you to do those things?"

"Then what should I do?"

"Think for yourself."

Fu Xun chuckled softly, not looking at her.

Leng Huan: "..." Should I think about how I should be punished?

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The two chatted casually until they entered Huanyue Immortal City. Leng Huan concluded that this little dragon was actually quite normal.

I wonder what happened later that caused him to change into a different appearance?

The plot was so absurd it was unrecognizable. Leng Huan had seen protagonists with plot-driven amnesia who didn't recognize their own family and only knew how to kill. She felt that Fu Xun had some of that potential.

I don't know why, but I always feel a cool sensation on the back of my neck.

Fu Xun silently withdrew his gaze from her neck.

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Going down the mountain was originally just an excuse, but since we were already there, we couldn't just wander around aimlessly.

Leng Huan went to the Star Picking Merchant Guild to buy some talismans and other items for the competition. To maintain balance, the competition rules stipulated that no more than ten talismans could be used, except for those that were extremely offensive.

Fu Xun did not suspect anything.

After leaving the Chamber of Commerce, Leng Huan headed to Jinxiu Pavilion on another street, a place that specializes in selling luxurious robes for female cultivators.

"Senior sister, are you buying a robe?"

The shop was mostly frequented by female cultivators, accompanied by male customers. The shop was filled with a dazzling array of women's clothing and dresses, adorned with jewels and precious stones. Fu Xun watched as Leng Huan browsed through the clothes, then leaned closer to her and whispered a question.

"Hmm." Leng Huan raised an eyebrow, picked up a gorgeous, high-waisted dress while wearing the sheer gloves provided by the shop, and asked him, "How about this one?"

This was a smoky purple dress with exquisite embroidery, shimmering and luxurious. Logically, it wasn't Leng Huan's style, but Fu Xun glanced at it and thought it suited her in any color, whether light or dark.

He then nodded seriously: "Okay."

Leng Huan's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately picked up the dress and handed it to the shop assistant: "Okay, this one."

Fu Xun turned his gaze away from the clothes on the display shelf and followed her. The shop assistant greeted them enthusiastically and led them to the counter on the first floor to pay.

However, when Leng Huan reached for his storage bag, Fu Xun had already paid with spirit stones, totaling 58,000 low-grade spirit stones.

"..." Leng Huan secretly rubbed his forehead. Originally, it was just meant to be used as a tool. This garment was only beautiful in style, but functionally it was not a high-quality robe. It was only because it was produced by Jinxiu Pavilion that it was so expensive.

Furthermore, I have no idea where Fu Xun got so many spirit stones. Damn it! I've incurred a debt of gratitude for no reason!

“You… I have my own spirit stones.”

"Hmm," the creditor simply replied calmly.

The waiter, wearing gloves, carefully folded the dress and placed it in an exquisite wooden box. He handed it to whoever paid for it. Fu Xun took the box and handed it to Leng Huan, his expression softening slightly: "It should suit Senior Sister very well."

Leng Huan, harboring ulterior motives: "..."

She was planning to take the opportunity to run away later!

How can she run away with peace of mind if you do this?!

Now that things have come to this, the excuse is there, and half the journey is over, Leng Huan took a deep breath, looked at Fu Xun and nodded: "Alright, I've made you spend money."

"Guest, you can take a bath, change clothes, and rest over there."

Just then, the diligent waiter pointed out, "Fairy, please follow me."

Leng Huan nodded hastily: "Okay, okay, I'll change into my new clothes then."

Not daring to look at Fu Xun, Leng Huan followed the waiter to the back of the landscape screen. There was a small door there. The waiter stopped in front of the door and politely invited the guests in.

Upon entering, there is a large wooden carved screen, behind which is a very spacious hot spring bath, with steam rising from the water and all the necessary bathing supplies.

Two windows were also opened near the backyard.

She's the only customer right now, hey, what a golden opportunity!

Leng Huan was overjoyed.

slip away!

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"Does the changing room have a window that leads to the outside?"

As soon as Leng Huan went inside, Fu Xun asked another waiter.

The waiter nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes. There are some over in the backyard."

...

Leng Huan jumped out of the window, glanced at the bathing room behind him, gathered his strength and leaped onto the courtyard wall. Avoiding the guards' eyes and ears, he left the backyard of Jinxiu Pavilion, landed in the back alley, dusted off his sleeves, and ran towards the street corner.

She was still calculating the time in her mind. Bathing and changing clothes would take at least an incense stick's time, or even half an hour if she was slow. That would be enough time for her to run out and hire a carriage.

If all goes well, by the time Fu Xun realizes what's happening, she'll already be out of the city—bullshit!

What the hell!

Leng Huan slammed on the brakes, his foot slamming on the pedals as if sparks were flying.

What the hell!!!

Can anyone tell her why she saw Fu Xun waiting leisurely in front of her?

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