Outside the palace walls, Ye Yu and Yin Feijing strolled silently.
Neither of them spoke, as if waiting for the other.
Eventually, Yin Feijing, unable to hold her patience any longer, spoke first.
“Daoist Master, you seem quite familiar. Have we met before?”
Ye Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He smiled and said, “Didn’t we just meet a few days ago? At that time, you were wearing a cloak. But now, you’re dressed as a princess.”
“You, demon, what exactly are you planning?”
Yin Feijing also came to a halt. She turned to face Ye Yu.
Even before speaking, she had already quietly set up a soundproof barrier.
As expected, Ye Yu had guessed her identity.
It was her own oversight. She hadn’t hidden the Concealment Pendant well.
But who would have thought, she would run into Ye Yu here?
Yin Feijing said, “What I want to do is simply retrieve what rightfully belongs to me. Rest assured, I am very honest here and will not harm anyone. So please, keep this secret for me.”
Ye Yu did not rush to agree.
Instead, he looked up at the bright moonlight.
Seeing this, Yin Feijing’s face showed frustration.
She immediately began to offer more.
“As long as you agree to keep my secret, I’ll give you something extra as compensation!”
Hearing this, Ye Yu slowly brought his gaze back down and said, “Hmm, since you’re offering voluntarily, I’m not forcing you.”
For some reason, every time Ye Yu saw Yin Feijing, he wanted to tease her.
This demoness was indeed very interesting.
Yin Feijing was infuriated. Every encounter with Ye Yu left her at a disadvantage.
This made her extremely displeased.
In her heart, she couldn’t help but think: Just wait. Once I get that item, one day. I’ll make you regret it!
Yin Feijing snorted coldly, and left the place directly.
Upon returning, she was surprised to find her father, Yin Zhi, was waiting for her at the door.
Seeing this, Yin Feijing hurried forward and quickly greeted him.
Yin Zhi, however, shook his head with a smile.
“There’s no need for such formalities between us father and daughter. So, what do you think of that man from earlier?”
“If you like him, your father can arrange a marriage for you!”
Yin Feijing’s eyes widened in surprise.
She shook her head repeatedly, saying, “Father, you mustn’t make such matchmaking decisions! How could I possibly like him?”
Yin Zhi laughed, “If you don’t like him, why did you go out at night to give him spirit fruits? And why go for a walk alone with him? Doesn’t this indicate something?”
Yin Feijing’s expression became awkward.
She wanted to refute, but couldn’t find a suitable reason.
After struggling for a while, she could only mutter, “Father, it’s not like you think. Me and that person...Ah, anyway, I will not fall for him.”
“When you fall for someone you think you could never like. That’s the most dangerous kind of love!”
Yin Zhi sighed somewhat.
He then waved his hand, “Get some rest. I’ll give you a gift tomorrow!”
After stamping her foot in frustration, Yin Feijing gave up on arguing with Yin Zhi.
Because this matter would only get more complicated. There was no way to clarify it.
After a while.
Yin Zhi, dragging his obese body, slowly stood up. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
He walked forward.
Under the moonlight, his large seemed very lonely.
After reaching a secluded spot, Yin Zhi suddenly began to cough violently, even coughing up blood.
Yet, despite this, Yin Zhi didn’t think of calling for help.
Instead, he calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and whispered softly, “Good daughter, your father doesn’t have much time left. But don’t worry, I will make sure everything is arranged for you.”
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