Baili Wenyue withdrew his gaze from Su Yanran, a flicker of confusion passing through his fox-like eyes. He hadn’t understood Ning Shiyue’s meaning at all.
“Fifth Senior Sister, your wording isn’t accurate. This is called defending one’s own.” Baili Wenyue’s tone was slightly heavy, a trace of displeasure appearing between his brows.
If anyone else heard this, they would definitely misunderstand the relationship between Su Yanran and Luo Wuji.
The smile on Ning Shiyue’s face froze. She turned to look at Baili Wenyue from the corner of her eye. Sixth Junior Brother had never spoken to her in this tone before.
“Sixth Junior Brother, why are you angry? Who upset you?” Ning Shiyue asked with a hint of concern.
“I’m not angry, Fifth Senior Sister. I just wanted to say, ‘raging for one’s beauty’ is used between lovers, not between master and disciple.” Baili Wenyue felt a surge of regret.
How could he get angry with Fifth Senior Sister over a woman he’d only just met!
“Master and disciple?” Ning Shiyue’s lively eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Luo Wuji and Su Yanran.
Ning Shiyue’s expression suddenly turned cold. “So Sixth Junior Brother’s attention has been on this master-disciple pair all along. I suppose I was the one intruding on Sixth Junior Brother’s enjoyment.”
“Sixth Senior Sister, I didn’t. I was just casually…” Baili Wenyue’s fox-like eyes flickered with a guilty light.
Baili Wenyue didn’t even know why he felt guilty.
He was just looking at a woman. What was there to feel guilty about?
“Hmph! Why don’t you go support your beauty too, and show off your rage for her?” Ning Shiyue’s voice carried a hint of anger.
She didn’t actually mind who Baili Wenyue sided with, but Su Yanran’s group had bullied the people of Qingyun Province, and now they were bullying their Lingyun Sect…
In this situation, Baili Wenyue was clearly feeling sorry for Su Yanran. Ning Shiyue couldn’t accept that.
“Fifth Senior Sister, I was wrong. Please don’t be angry!” Baili Wenyue lowered his head in apology, his voice carrying a slight tremble.
“I’m not angry. Why would I be angry? You and I are just senior and junior siblings. What right do I have to be angry at you?” Ning Shiyue turned her head away, no longer looking at Baili Wenyue.
How could Baili Wenyue not tell that Ning Shiyue was truly angry? A feeling of fear surged up within him.
Baili Wenyue didn’t understand why he was afraid.
Baili Wenyue just wanted to coax Ning Shiyue back as quickly as possible. “Fifth Senior Sister, as long as you’re not angry, I’ll take you shopping later. I’ll pay for everything. You can have whatever you want!”
“No need. How would I dare spend your money? I don’t even dare to speak a word now.” A faint light flashed through Ning Shiyue’s radiant eyes, clearly half of her anger had already dissipated.
When Mu Qianjue heard the two of them talking, a smile tinged his peach-blossom eyes. He waved the jade fan in his hand. As the folding fan moved, it was hard to conceal his noble and elegant demeanor.
With the mindset of never minding the bigger picture when there’s drama to watch, Mu Qianjue laughed and said, “Sixth Junior Brother, I’m not trying to criticize you, but you stared at Su Yanran for ages, and then argued with Fifth Junior Sister over her. You really can’t tell inside from outside!”
“Fourth Senior Brother, what are you saying? I wasn’t! I didn’t!” Baili Wenyue explained even more frantically, afraid that Ning Shiyue would get angry again.
However, after hearing Mu Qianjue’s words, Ning Shiyue completely ignored Baili Wenyue.
No matter how humbly Baili Wenyue tried to appease her, she didn’t respond with a single word.
“Sixth Junior Brother, show some sincerity when coaxing someone. I remember you play the flute quite well. Why don’t you play ‘The Phoenix Seeks His Mate’ for Fifth Junior Sister?” Mu Qianjue fanned himself, looking thoroughly pleased by the misfortune.
“Fourth Senior Brother, what are you saying!” Baili Wenyue’s heart suddenly trembled. Playing “The Phoenix Seeks His Mate” for Fifth Senior Sister — that wasn’t appropriate, was it?
But what if Fifth Senior Sister liked listening to it?
After all, Fourth Senior Brother did understand Fifth Senior Sister somewhat. Maybe he should play it for her?
When Ning Shiyue heard “The Phoenix Seeks His Mate,” a rosy flush appeared on her jade-like face. How could she casually listen to a song like that!
Fourth Senior Brother really was someone who never minded the drama getting bigger!
Mu Qianjue’s sword-like brows rose slightly. These two definitely had something going on. He needed to add more fuel to the fire. “Sixth Junior Brother, you don’t want to play ‘The Phoenix Seeks His Mate’ for Fifth Senior Sister? Are you perhaps planning to play it for Su Yanran instead?”
“I absolutely never thought that! I swear!” Baili Wenyue said with absolute certainty.
Ning Shiyue let out a cold hum to show her displeasure. They all put their hearts into cultivation. Yet Baili Wenyue still had the mind to think about women?
And it was Su Yanran, who didn’t get along with their little junior sister!
This sixth junior brother might as well be discarded!
“Fifth Senior Sister, I really didn’t. Don’t misunderstand. When we get back, I’ll play ‘The Phoenix Seeks His Mate’ for you alone!” Baili Wenyue was full of flattery, anxious beyond measure.
Last time Fifth Senior Sister hadn’t fully cooled down yet. If he made her angry again this time, things would be even worse.
Mu Qianjue wanted to say something else.
Liu Canglan’s gentle voice sounded. “Fourth Junior Brother, the magical tool you forged for me last year has a bit of a problem.”
“Impossible! The magical tools I produce are absolutely high quality and excellent. There can’t be a problem.” Mu Qianjue spoke with firm conviction.
“A message just came from the Liu family, saying the Thousand Mechanism Crossbow has an issue. After this is over, we’ll go to the Liu family and take a look. For now, sit down properly.” Liu Canglan’s eyes were gentle, his bearing even more like an orchid or jade tree, giving off a warm, jade-like impression.
“Alright then.” Mu Qianjue shook his head helplessly. “But, Eldest Senior Brother, do you feel a bit cold?”
Liu Canglan sighed. “Of course I feel it. Fortunately, Sect Master Rong is protecting us. Otherwise, we’d probably be caught in the pressure wave.”
Mu Qianjue raised his eyes and looked at Mo Jinghong and Luo Wuji. Not to mention, these two really did seem somewhat alike.
Luo Wuji was dressed in white as pure as snow, his face like polished jade, elegant and distinguished, his whole body exuding a cold, aloof aura.
Mo Jinghong was dressed in black robes with ink-jade tones, his figure straight as a pine or cypress, graceful as a startled swan, like a swimming dragon, resembling a noble bright moon in the heavens — cold and distinguished, incomparably magnificent!
In terms of cultivation, Luo Wuji was superior.
But in terms of temperament and aura, Seventh Junior Brother completely crushed Luo Wuji.
“She must apologize to my disciple!” Luo Wuji’s whole body exuded icy coldness, his tone brooking no resistance.
