TSFLIP Chapter 116

Chen Wuyan turned around with Zhao Xiaolu and began to leave.

Feng Guang stepped forward and called out, “Wait!”

Chen Wuyan stopped and looked back at Feng Guang, his expression indifferent. Zhao Xiaolu was still feeling uneasy about being the center of attention.

“Chen Wuyan, what is your relationship with her?” Feng Guang asked bluntly. Among the onlookers, male players shouted in unison, “No way! The goddess doesn’t like Chen Wuyan, does she?” Meanwhile, female players thought, Good question!

Chen Wuyan’s gaze remained cold. “It’s none of your business.”

Feng Guang wasn’t intimidated by his icy stare. She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, “So, is she your apprentice wife?”

“No, no, no! You’ve misunderstood!” Zhao Xiaolu quickly waved her hands. “I’m not what you think! This is my first time playing this game; he’s just my mentor teaching me how to play.”

Mentor? What a joke! Chen Wuyan had never taken on apprentices, and especially not female ones! This felt like the beginning of a teacher-student romance!

Feng Guang’s expression changed slightly as she bit her lip and said, “Hey, I want to buy Biluohua; let’s discuss the price.”

“If the lady likes it, I can give it to… you…” Zhao Xiaolu’s voice trailed off under Chen Wuyan’s warning gaze, and she dared not finish her sentence.

Chen Wuyan replied, his voice as calm as still water, “It’s priceless.”

Feng Guang smiled as she took out her flute. “What do you mean ‘priceless’? Look at those who claimed things were priceless back then; didn’t their items still end up in my hands?”

“Since that’s the case, you can offer an equivalent price to buy Biluohua.”

“You! You dare to compare me to a flower in the game!” Feng Guang retorted.

“If you can’t set a price, then don’t waste my time,” Chen Wuyan replied.

“Chen Wuyan!” Feng Guang exclaimed.

Chen Wuyan smirked sarcastically as he took Zhao Xiaolu’s hand and stepped into the time portal.

Chao Lu couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow, unfazed by money, just as I’d expect from the great Chen Wuyan!”

Feng Guang fumed, “What did you say?”

“Nothing… I didn’t say anything.” Chao Lu thought it was about time someone put Feng Guang in her place for always throwing around money.

“If you ever get attacked, don’t expect me to help you!” Feng Guang shot back.

“Hey, Feng Guang…”

System Notification: Player Wanyang has left the party. Your party has been disbanded.

Chao Lu watched as Feng Guang flew away gracefully, quickly disappearing from view. She twitched her lips—this time, the young lady was really angry.

In truth, Feng Guang didn’t fly far; she hadn’t even exited the Poison Mist Forest. She simply felt embarrassed and desperately wanted to leave the crowded area. Aside from Chen Wuyan, she was the second most prominent figure in “Jiang Hu,” always dominating with her wealth. When had anyone openly mocked her like that? No one even dared to speak to her like that in reality!

Feng Guang angrily kicked a pebble on the ground and heard a faint animal cry nearby. She looked up to see a squirrel lying on its back, stars spinning in its eyes. The pebble she kicked had hit the poor creature.

Squirrels were common in the game, but white squirrels were rare. Those who recognized their value knew this was a silver squirrel, useful for crafting high-quality potions.

“Heh, looks like I’m in luck.”

Feng Guang quickly ran over and reached down to pick up the little squirrel, but suddenly, a hand shot out faster than hers, grabbing the silver squirrel.

“Hey, you!” she exclaimed, looking up to see a man standing before her.

He was tall and slender, dressed in all black. From beneath his hood, the lower half of his pale face was slightly visible. Although his physique appeared thin and frail, the aura he emanated indicated he was far from weak.