"Listen to me, I really didn't mean that."
Wen Xueya lowered his gaze, and Xie Qinghan followed suit, noticing that he had inadvertently rubbed his lips red.
Xie Qinghan hesitated, then asked, "...If I said my hand has a mind of its own, would you believe me?"
Wen Xueya's face turned livid. Xie Qinghan swore he heard Wen Xueya gritting his teeth.
He clumsily tried to get up, but his panic made things worse, and he once again pressed on Wen Xueya's body tightly.
“The Seven-Day Steps to Immortality” love toxin was originally an intense charm poison. Although the physicians at Baicao Peak had already administered treatment, it would still take several hours for the remaining poison to completely dissipate.
Their breaths intertwined, and Xie Qinghan squirmed uneasily. Wen Xueya's breathing gradually became irregular, his eyes darkened, and he hoarsely asked, "Are you trying to take advantage of me?"
"Take advantage of what? Don't talk nonsense," Xie Qinghan blurted out.
Just as Xie Qinghan was about to speak, Wen Xueya suddenly exerted force. Their positions shifted, catching Xie Qinghan off guard, his hands were gathered together and held down on the top of his head
With a murky look in his eyes, Wen Xueya lowered his head slowly and menacingly whispered, "Then I'll indulge you."
His scorching breath sprayed on Xie Qinghan's neck, causing a faint blush to rise on his fair skin.
Tears welled up in Xie Qinghan's eyes. He stammered, "W-wait, let's talk things over calmly. A gentleman resolves issues without resorting to force."
Wen Xueya paused with his mouth open. Veins bulged on his forehead as he seemed to struggle against the allure of the charm poison
After a long while, he got off Xie Qinghan and leaned against the head of the bed, looking disdainful. "You're not even worth seducing," he sneered.
Xie Qinghan: "..."
Not only did he talk nonsense, but now he's calling him ugly too. Xie Qinghan had clearly exchanged for the best and most attractive disguise in the entire points mall. Clearly, Wen Xueya had no taste!
Xie Qinghan huffed and left.
After Xie Qinghan departed, Wen Xueya glanced at the pills Xie Qinghan had left on the table, pondered for a moment, and then casually tossed them out of the window.
The following days passed uneventfully. The original owner was a fanatic cultivator, having achieved considerable renown in the cultivation world at a young age of twenty, earning the title “Jian Fangjun”. His weapon, the Jue Xue Sword, was particularly famous. Though impressive, his personality was so aloof and proud that few were willing to get close to him.
The original owner secretly admired the protagonist, the attacker, but his haughty nature and reluctance to approach the protagonist saved Xie Qinghan a lot of trouble. Consequently, Xie Qinghan diligently studied all the original owner's techniques and swordsmanship.
On this day, after practicing his sword, Xie Qinghan returned to his bedchamber, Xiaobi Court, to rest. As the eldest disciple of Ten Thousand Swords Peak Master Xie Pingzhi, his bedchamber was naturally lavish and luxurious, not to mention that the bathtub in his side hall was just like a small swimming pool.
Stripping off his clothes, Xie Qinghan tied his hair with a bright red hairband and slipped into the water.
He swam a few laps back and forth, enjoying the sensation of splurging on luxury. Feeling tired, he leaned against the edge of the pool, closed his eyes, and rested.
The surroundings were so quiet that he unknowingly fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time,he was alerted by faint sounds of water flowing nearby. He cautiously opened his eyes and was startled to find a face looming over him.
Xie Qinghan almost screamed, but the man swiftly covered his mouth, a sharp dagger pressed against his neck. His voice was low and seductive, "Don't make a sound."
Xie Qinghan glanced at the cold glint reflecting off the dagger, swallowed hard, and nodded.
As the bustling footsteps converged towards Xiao Biting, the man in black noticed and glanced at Xie Qinghan, placing a finger to his lips in a gesture of silence. A slight smirk played on his lips, coaxing, "Darling, don't tell them I'm here. Otherwise, your demise will be quite miserable."
Xie Qinghan obediently nodded. The man's lips curled into a satisfied smile. Without hesitation, he slipped into the water, keeping the dagger pressed against Xie Qinghan's lower back.
The door was pushed open from outside, footsteps closing in on the side chamber.
Seeing them about to burst in, Xie Qinghan quickly thought of a plan. He picked up a petal floating in the pool, infused it with spiritual energy, and threw it out.
The petal, dripping with water, flew out from behind heavy curtains with a whoosh, grazed the leader's temple, and firmly embedded itself into the wooden pillar.
Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, a voice came from behind the curtain, "Outrageous, do you think you can just come to Xiaobi Court you please?"
The voice was husky, languid, and rebellious, yet incredibly captivating, causing everyone present to tremble inwardly.
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