Tang Yi was incredibly excited; she was stunned by the words at the time.
These two had been secretly pining for each other, neither wanting to break the silence.
Now that Jing Feng had finally opened up, how could she let Dongfang Wuji interfere?
Just then, a figure flashed past them, moving so fast it was a blur.
Wuji frowned, "Isn't that Jing Feng? What is he doing?"
As Tang Yi also wondered, Jing Yun stood behind them, his nose bleeding profusely.
"Jing Yun! What's wrong!"
Jing Yun had a nosebleed? Tang Yi's eyes widened, "Could it be that Jing Feng laid a hand on you?"
That darned fellow! How dare he lay a hand on Jing Yun!
Jing Yun evasively shifted his gaze, his ears turning red. "No..."
Dongfang Wuji eyed him suspiciously, then exchanged a look with Tang Yi.
"Could it be because... Jing Feng confessed his feelings to you?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Jing Yun covered his face, blushing so intensely he looked almost ripe.
Tang Yi blinked. No way? Just a confession had made Jing Yun's nose bleed?
Dongfang Wuji found it incredible too, "How much do you like Jing Feng?"
He had never seen anyone react like this to a confession.
Tang Yi chuckled, "No wonder that fellow was in such a hurry. Turns out he was busy finding a doctor for you."
Jing Yun's heart pounded. "We've been roughhousing since we were kids. I don't know how many times we've hit each other."
But... he had never seen Jing Feng look like that before...
Pure and shy, looking at him with flushed cheeks, saying he loved him.
Dongfang Wuji patted Jing Yun's shoulder, his lips unable to stop curving upwards. "Why are you so pathetic?"
Jing Yun let out a low laugh. "If two men are in love, would you find it strange?"
Tang Yi burst out laughing, "How can love be defined by gender?"
Dongfang Wuji and Luo Qianqian were in love, and so were Jing Feng and Jing Yun.
Jing Yun and Jing Feng had been together since childhood, playfully bickering, both willing to shield each other from any danger.
Cupid, blindfolded, shot his arrows without regard for gender.
Tang Yi liked men, and Doctor Wuji liked women, but neither of them found the love between two men to be wrong.
Having correct values simply meant not imposing one's own values on others.
"The doctor is here! The doctor is here!"
Jing Feng rushed over in a panic, pulling a bewildered, white-bearded old man.
The three of them looked at his appearance and couldn't help but smile, their laughter growing louder and more joyful.
It echoed through the grand palace, lingering for a long time...
...
That night, Bai Ran received a letter from an uninvited guest.
A letter lay on the table, with no sign of anyone having entered the room.
Xiao Zi picked up the letter, his expression grave. "Little Ghost, the strength of the messenger is immense."
This person could deliver a letter to Little Ghost right under their noses without anyone noticing...
Bai Ran took the letter and opened it to read. After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Bai Ran's face darkened.
The letter in his hand was crumpled, and Vermilion Bird Divine Fire erupted, burning the paper to ashes.
"Little Ghost, what did it say?"
Bai Ran gritted his teeth, his eyes gloomy. "It's from the Assassin's Pavilion."
The leader of the Assassin's Pavilion was dead, and the Pavilion would retaliate. They had even come specifically to notify her?
Xiao Zi's brow furrowed. The entire Assassin's Pavilion... it was truly troublesome...
Their identities were unknown, their appearances unknown, and each of them was incredibly powerful.
"Did the messenger leave any clues?" he asked Bai Ran.
Bai Ran took a deep breath, his lips parting slightly, and uttered two words: "Night King."
The signature on the letter was only two words: Night King.
Xiao Zi's expression sharpened, his eyes narrowing. "Night King Pavilion? How could it be them..."
Bai Ran looked up. Xiao Zi pursed his lips. "Night King Pavilion is currently ranked first on the Assassin's Pavilion leaderboard."
Legend had it that the leader of Night King Pavilion was merely a figurehead, and the true power was not in his hands.
The ones truly in charge were the two vice leaders who had joined the Pavilion in recent years, Ye Bai and Ye Ran.
Not long after they joined, they had increased the strength of Night King Pavilion by more than tenfold.
Originally, Night King Pavilion was not called Night King Pavilion. It was simply that the two had so much power that they had renamed the entire Assassin's Pavilion to the Ye surname.
One was yin and the other yang, one was hard and the other soft, like twin brothers, their tacit understanding was incredible.
"Ye Bai and Ye Ran... their real names are definitely not those."
Bai Ran rested his chin on his hand, his expression solemn. "Could it be that one of them entered our City Lord's mansion?"
Xiao Zi nodded. "It's highly likely to be one of them."
They came for them, and were so arrogant as to deliver a letter directly? The more Xiao Zi thought about it, the angrier he became.
"Ye Bai and Ye Ran..."
"Bai... Ran?"
Xiao Zi paused, then turned to look at Bai Ran beside him. "Huh? Bai Ran?"
Was it a coincidence? How could it be so similar to Little Ghost's name? Or was he overthinking?
Bai Ran, seeing Xiao Zi's dazed look, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xiao Zi shook his head. The challenge letter had been delivered, so he was probably overthinking.
If it were someone Little Ghost knew, why would they go through all this trouble and threaten revenge?
However, not long after, Xiao Zi personally met the 'Ye Bai' and 'Ye Ran', which was a complete slap in the face.
The next night, Bai Ran received another letter in the exact same envelope. It lay perfectly on the table, and still, no one had noticed.
Looking at the envelope, Bai Ran's face was so gloomy it could drip water.
Xiao Zi, Dong Ling, Zhong Zi – none of them had noticed anyone invading. Just how strong were these two?
Similarly, Xiao Zi's face was extremely grim. Right under their noses... delivering a letter right before their eyes!
The letter contained the same few sentences, saying the leader was dead and they sought revenge.
This time, Bai Ran did not burn the letter. Instead, he took it to Zhong Zi and the others.
"Huh? They sent it twice?"
Zhu Que stared at the small envelope in disbelief. She hadn't noticed anything at all?
Zhong Zi and Dong Ling also had grave expressions. Either these two were extremely skilled at concealment, or their strength surpassed Zhong Zi and Dong Ling's...
Suddenly, everyone in the City Lord's mansion was on high alert, guarding every corner of the estate.
Xiao Zi stood guard by the table, constantly scanning his surroundings.
Yet, even with such high vigilance, on the third night, the letter appeared on the table as if out of thin air.
"How is this possible!" Xiao Zi stared at the letter, rubbing his eyes as if it were an illusion.
"I've been guarding this place every moment! How did they get in!"
Jiang Ye, Zhu Que, Dong Ling, and Zhong Zi were all incredulous. The guards in the City Lord's mansion had been increased severalfold, and they were all on high alert.
There was absolutely no trace of anyone having entered, let alone entering Bai Ran's room and placing a letter on the table...
These two were terrifying to this extent...