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I didn’t see that coming, just a parrot who can only talk.

And rewarding with lollipops, where would you find lollipops here?

Suddenly, the sound of cold weapons clashing echoed, and two figures appeared before her, one clad in moon-white and the other in black.

For a moment, swords flashed and a murderous aura was faintly discernible.

Once she saw clearly who the two fighting were, she hurried over.

"Stop, both of you, please stop."

Shen Chuwei couldn’t understand how, just by taking a nap, they had come to blows.

When Shen Chuwei rushed over, the two fighters, who had been evenly matched, consciously separated and stood on opposite sides.

Shen Chuwei naturally hurried to Xiao Jinyan’s side and looked him over, "You’re not hurt, are you?"

Xiao Jinyan’s voice was soothing, "I am unharmed."

Ye Suhuan coldly observed the scene before him. Chuwei’s worry and anxiousness were reserved solely for Xiao Jinyan, fearing the slightest injury to him.

Underneath his mask, he was raging with jealousy.

Shen Chuwei, seeing no obvious wounds, finally relaxed.

"Why did you start fighting with him?" In truth, she was worried Xiao Jinyan couldn’t withstand Ye Suhuan, as it took a long time to recuperate from his internal injuries each time.

Xiao Jinyan hid nothing from her, "In Mobei, he crippled my legs and my eyes and threw me off a cliff. If not for him, I would have returned in triumph long ago, and you wouldn’t have had to suffer so much to find me."

Shen Chuwei angrily looked at Ye Suhuan, "You’re too cruel. He bore you no grudge; why did you have to attack so viciously? You’ve tried to harm him time and again."

Ye Suhuan stood straight, listening to Chuwei’s accusations, her complaints, her anger.

He never imagined that the childhood sweethearts who once shared deep affection would end up like this.

After a standoff, Ye Suhuan said, enunciating each word, "If he stayed away from you, I wouldn’t have laid a finger on him."

Shen Chuwei replied, "Who I get close to is none of your concern."

Ye Suhuan said, "We are childhood sweethearts, how can it not concern me?"

Shen Chuwei wanted to retort, but she held back, thinking if she slipped up now, it would be over; she simply ignored him.

Shen Chuwei’s silence didn’t mean Ye Suhuan wouldn’t take the initiative to engage with her.

"You’re ignoring me for his sake? What’s so good about him?"

Shen Chuwei turned her head toward Ye Suhuan, "Have you said enough?"

Ye Suhuan was taken aback.

Shen Chuwei continued, "Don’t you know why I ignore you? You keep hurting my kin, how can I just chat with you? Can you laugh and talk with someone who has killed your loved one as if nothing happened?"

Ye Suhuan stared at her intently and said slowly, "If that person were you, I could."

Shen Chuwei: "..." Freak~

"I can’t."

Ye Suhuan silently watched her for a long while before he eventually averted his gaze and walked away.

Shen Chuwei watched Ye Suhuan’s lean back with a hint of desolation. She shifted her gaze towards Xiao Jinyan, "Is Feng Wuyou really close to him?"

Xiao Jinyan nodded. Unquestionably, Chuwei and Ye Suhuan had been close.

Shen Chuwei sighed, "No wonder he’s so upset."

"Let it be, I’m hungry. I’m going to find something to eat first."

As Shen Chuwei said this, she headed toward the kitchenette. Before she had taken two steps, Xiao Jinyan grabbed her wrist, "Chuwei."

Shen Chuwei looked back in confusion, "What’s wrong?"

Xiao Jinyan stated seriously, "I won’t give up on you."

Shen Chuwei’s expression wasn’t surprised; it was as if she expected this response.

"I know."

Xiao Jinyan then asked, "Did you ever ask the National Master why he is so certain you are Feng Wuyou?"

Shen Chuwei nodded, "I did. He said he had raised Feng Wuyou himself and could not be mistaken."

Xiao Jinyan continued, "What about you? Do you think you could be Feng Wuyou?"

Shen Chuwei shrugged helplessly, "If I was not from modern times, I might have believed him."

Jun Moqing suddenly approached, "What are you all chatting about?"

Shen Chuwei shuddered with fright, turned her head, and saw the National Master standing behind her. She lifted her head guiltily and saw the stunning man.

"Dad... Father, how come you walk so quietly? You scared me to death." Yet she was terrified inside, hoping the National Master hadn’t heard what she just said.

Xiao Jinyan bowed in greeting, "National Master."

Jun Moqing glanced at Xiao Jinyan then looked at Chuwei, "I asked you to practice Kung Fu, but you slacked off. People with deep inner power almost make no sound when they walk."

Shen Chuwei smiled, "Practicing Kung Fu is too tiring. Sleeping is much more comfortable."

Jun Moqing’s eyes were full of indulgence, "You are so lazy it’s hard to pass Kung Fu on to you."

Shen Chuwei, recalling the serious matter, looked up at the National Master, "Father, I want to go back to Daxia."