An Lingran was completely stunned, her legs unsteady as if she were dizzy and about to faint.
Fortunately, He Qiu quickly stepped forward to support his senior sister’s arm, asking with concern:
“Senior Sister, are you okay?”
“……”
An Lingran seemed to have lost her soul, her thoughts not yet back to reality, teetering on the edge of collapse.
Publicly confessing to her junior brother, only to be ruthlessly rejected, and then upon reflection…
Oh, it turned out that from the very beginning, her junior brother had never liked her?
From start to finish, it was all her own wishful thinking?
An Lingran desperately wished someone would just give her a sword right now and put her out of her misery.
This awkward situation was indescribable, a hundred times worse than social death.
Combined with the mental exhaustion of not sleeping all last night, An Lingran had now completely passed out, unconscious.
Thud!
The silver-haired girl’s legs gave way, and she collapsed directly into He Qiu’s arms.
Good grief, do all you women like to pull this fainting act?
Again?
For a moment, He Qiu held his dazed, soul-departed senior sister in his arms, breaking into a cold sweat, his expression one of indescribable complexity.
“Hey! Junior Brother He Qiu actually rejected the Saintess! He made her faint from anger!”
“What a scumbag. I used to admire him, but it turns out he’s a philandering jerk, his true face of taking advantage and then denying responsibility is completely exposed!”
“That’s right! The Saintess treated him with such gentle sincerity, and this He Qiu changed his heart in less than half a month!”
“Damn it, how can you face the Saintess’s feelings! You rotten scumbag!”
Curses erupted from the crowd.
All the onlookers glared at He Qiu with looks reserved for trash, making him so embarrassed he questioned his very existence.
It was as if he had betrayed his senior sister’s love, pulled up his pants and denied everything, publicly declaring he wouldn’t take responsibility for her.
No, I’m really not a scumbag!
Stop cursing, stop cursing, you’re scaring the kid half to death…
He never liked An Lingran in the first place.
It was Senior Sister who suddenly came to confess, immediately talking about marriage and engagement.
Wasn’t he allowed to refuse such a sudden demand?
Even if it were about dating, shouldn’t they start as boyfriend and girlfriend first before talking about marriage?
Seriously, what kind of world is this!
Shaking with anger and cold, when will men ever stand up!
He Qiu held the silver-haired senior sister in his arms, standing alone in the center of the crowd, his expression微妙.
Slightly lowering his head, he could smell the faint, elegant fragrance from his senior sister.
An Lingran had completely collapsed into He Qiu’s embrace, held around the waist by him, her soft curves thoroughly pressed against He Qiu.
Of course, it wasn’t intentional.
But Senior Sister wasn’t a little girl anymore; she was soft yet dignified.
If he didn’t hold her firmly, He Qiu was afraid An Lingran would slide down his chest and fall to the ground.
That would be too unsightly.
Although He Qiu had no special feelings for his senior sister, he knew how to be怜香惜玉.
A beauty like Senior Sister, a Saintess, should be treated with careful珍惜.
If she fell, her clothes would get dirty…
Just as the situation was becoming increasingly uncontrollable, a white-haired elder’s figure suddenly descended from the distant sky—
“Ahem, ahem.”
Accompanied by a clear, icy breeze, Elder Xueyin himself appeared in the center of the crowd, standing opposite He Qiu.
At that moment, the immense pressure of the Spirit Realm’s eleventh stage enveloped the entire area.
All the chattering议论声 around them ceased.
No one dared to speak another word.
Everyone knelt down in unison, full of reverence, to greet the elder:
“We pay our respects to Elder Xueyin!”
“Hmm.”
An Daosheng waved his long sleeve, nodding in acknowledgment, but he did not say [At ease], keeping all the disciples in their kneeling posture.
Then, the elder looked at the white-robed youth in front of him, holding his own daughter, a flash of surprise and…
Stomachache in his eyes.
To be honest, An Daosheng really wanted to hold his forehead, sigh deeply, and maybe light a cigarette to calm down…
Could someone tell this old man what the hell is going on?
Originally, he had come to congratulate his beloved disciple, He Qiu.
Early this morning, he had heard that his little disciple He Qiu had accomplished a great feat下山, which had made An Daosheng extremely happy.
Although he didn’t know the specifics, considering He Qiu’s仙脉机缘, achieving something big wasn’t an exaggeration.
On his way to praise his beloved disciple, An Daosheng then heard an even more explosive piece of news—the Primordial Saintess, An Lingran, had publicly confessed to her junior brother, He Qiu, even claiming they were engaged.
Wasn’t this progress a bit too fast?
Although An Daosheng was also shocked, beyond the shock, the thought that his daughter could confirm her feelings and quickly develop a marital relationship with He Qiu made him feel喜上加喜.
Today really was a good day~
Then, with such high expectations, An Daosheng finally arrived at the scene via Sword Flight.
However, before he even landed, he heard the sounds of the crowd议论纷纷 and saw the scene of An Lingran collapsed in He Qiu’s arms, unconscious, with骂声 of “scumbag” rising all around…
An Daosheng: ?
He had heard that An Lingran had publicly confessed to Junior Brother He Qiu, but he hadn’t heard that An Lingran’s confession was rejected, or that she was so angered by her junior brother that she fainted publicly!
And how did He Qiu become a scumbag?
Wasn’t this kid quite well-behaved?
What in the world is all this…
After sorting out his thoughts, An Daosheng looked at He Qiu, his gaze复杂.
“He Qiu, as your master, I ask you, what is going on here?”
He tried to keep his emotions calm, his tone沉着冷静.
After all, so many eyes were watching.
As the Grand Elder of the sect, he couldn’t lose his威严 just because the situation was sudden.
On the other side, He Qiu, still unabashedly holding his senior sister in his arms, calmly explained:
“Reporting to Master, Senior Sister Lingran suddenly proposed an engagement to me today, saying she wanted to become my Cultivation Partner and spend the rest of our lives together…”
“Hmm, then why did He Qiu refuse Lingran?”
An Daosheng追问, pretending to be calm, but in truth, he also found it very strange.
Although the engagement was indeed fabricated by him, hadn’t An Lingran already clarified the engagement when she went to talk to He Qiu that day?
Hadn’t the two children privately agreed on the Marriage Wager?
At that time, He Qiu hadn’t raised any objections either.
An Daosheng had always thought that He Qiu believed in the engagement between him and his senior sister, so he never questioned its authenticity.
After all, what young man could refuse a senior sister who was as beautiful as a celestial being and held such a尊贵 status as the Saintess?
Having an engagement with Saintess An Lingran should have made He Qiu secretly delighted.
Why would he foolishly resist it?
Logically, He Qiu shouldn’t have refused Lingran’s confession.
Moreover, during their interactions these past days, hadn’t their relationship as senior sister and junior brother been warming up, with romantic feelings blossoming?
This was precisely what An Daosheng found most puzzling at the moment.
“Master, this disciple has never heard of any engagement. This concerns the major life event of marriage between Senior Sister and me. How could I dare to答应 lightly in public without confirming the situation?”
He Qiu said seriously.
At this point, An Daosheng also discovered the blind spot in their information gap:
“Wait, you said you’ve never heard of the engagement?”
“That’s right.”
“That day, when Lingran visited you, didn’t she mention the engagement?”
“No, wasn’t Senior Sister just there to give me a cultivation manual and顺便敲打 me to cultivate seriously and not辜负 the sect?”
“Ah?”
He Qiu: Huh?
One old, one young, they stared at each other, face to face, their foreheads practically written with indescribable question marks.
Recalling every detail of that time carefully, He Qiu seemed to vaguely sense some unresolved misunderstanding.
Could it be that when Senior Sister said I wasn’t worthy that day, she meant from the perspective of being a [fiancé]!?
The truth came to light.
He Qiu suddenly froze in realization.