Seeing Liu Xingfeng blushing and embarrassed, Jiang Rui glared at Ling Yuan again until he finally let go. She stood up and said, “Young Master Liu, please have a seat.”
After saying that, she went to ask someone to pour tea and went back to her room.
Liu Xingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, and was about to speak, but he saw that Ling Yuan’s eyes had already followed Jiang Rui. He didn’t look back until he couldn’t see her anymore.
The corners of his mouth twitched. One was in the room and the other was in the yard, only a dozen steps away. How could he be so reluctant to leave?
“Brother Ling and Sanniang are so good,” Liu Xingfeng thanked Yunxiang for the tea and joked.
“Brother Liu laughed.” Ling Yuan paused for a moment, saying that he was laughing, but there was no hint of shyness on his face. The corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, seeming gentle and reserved.
Liu Xingfeng felt that he had been deceived. In the past, Brother Ling’s smile like this would only make people feel like he was shining brightly, like a spring breeze, and he was such a handsome gentleman. But now, if he looks at it again, he will see that he is not a gentleman, he is clearly a wolf dressed in clothes!
Knowing people’s faces but not hearts, he shook his head with emotion.
Liu Xingfeng did not stay long this time and left on the same day. He came here to tell Ling Yuan that the time to attack the Demon Cult had been decided. He should have told Ling Yuan a few days ago, but he just saw that he was newly married and did not want to disturb him. He did not speak until he was about to leave today.
At the end of this month, it would be the 70th birthday of a highly respected old man in the arena. At that time, all sects and factions would rush to the birthday banquet. But in fact, birthday greetings were just a cover.
They would use this as a cover to surround the Luolin Mountain where the Demon Cult was located, attacking them unprepared and catching them off guard.
This plan was so secretive that the Martial Arts Alliance did not even use letters to deliver it. Instead, they used Liu Xingfeng and others to inform the people personally on the pretext of visiting friends. And only the heads of each sect and the top leaders of the righteous forces in all parties could know about this to minimize the possibility of leaking secrets.
But no one expected that Ling Yuan had another identity, so the secret became no secret.
The sun was setting in the west, and half of the sky was dyed red. Ling Yuan was sitting behind the large desk, like a cold sculpture, looking at the distant mountains outside the window expressionlessly.
Perhaps he had been dormant for too long, planning too much, so the cold years had frozen all the strong blood hatred. Even now that the net was finally closed, his mood did not rise and fall as he imagined. He could only wait numbly and stiffly for the moment when the blood debt would be repaid and the dust would settle.
It was dusk, and the fiery red sky had turned gray-blue at some point. The study was still shrouded in darkness and silence. Without him speaking, no one else dared to disturb him.
He had been savoring this kind of loneliness as if there was only one person left in the world for many years, but today, something was destined to be different from before.
A lantern suddenly appeared outside the window. Behind the lantern was a beautiful face. Her slender eyebrows were slightly frowned upon. There was worry in her eyes. She looked around the study room. When she saw him, her eyebrows widened and her eyes shone gracefully.
“Why are you sitting here alone in the dark? It’s time to have dinner.”
Ling Yuan stared at her for a long time and then slowly curved the corners of his lips, “It’s my fault to let Madam wait.”
The Double Happiness in the room had not been lifted, and there was a ‘happy’ character everywhere.
Ling Yuan leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the person in his arms. She was already asleep, with tears in the corners of her eyes and slightly bulging cheeks. Not long ago, she was accusing him of bullying.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly lowered his head and placed a kiss on her fair forehead. His fingers were about to touch her sleeping point and hovered for a while. He didn’t want to hurt her, but in the end, his finger didn’t fall.
After placing his newlywed wife in place, he carefully gathered up the corners of the quilt. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. With his legs just like a normal person, he walked step by step toward the hidden dark room in the room. With every step he took, a bit of the warmth in his eyes disappeared, replaced by complete coldness and a chilling air.
Hearing the slight sound of the darkroom stone door closing, Jiang Rui opened her eyes and sat up with her body propped up.
She naturally noticed Ling Yuan’s abnormality, which was nothing more than related to his other identity. Moreover, she knew that the Martial Arts Alliance had been planning to attack the Demon Cult. Judging from Ling Yuan’s performance after Liu Xingfeng’s visit today, it should be in the near future.
She didn’t plan to wait any longer. When the fight really started, Ling Yuan’s skill would be the same again. There were too many variables. She didn’t want to take risks. It was time to pierce that layer of paper between them.
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