Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 150 Shui Qing'er: Years have passed, but I have never forgotten.

Chapter 150 Shui Qing'er: Ten years have passed, but I have never forgotten.
Yu Xiaolie, A Yin, and Shui Qing'er followed Grandma Shui toward the dining room.

Ah Yin took the initiative to walk between Yu Xiaolie and Shui Qing'er, deliberately getting very close to Yu Xiaolie and taking his arm.

It is clearly a declaration of sovereignty.

Shui Qing'er immediately pouted and sat down at the table. A Yin and Shui Qing'er sat down on either side of Yu Xiaolie.

The scene was awkward for a while.

Yu Xiaolie helplessly rubbed his forehead, his hand flashing with pale purple soul power, and the dragon cub appeared.

"Dragon cub!"

Shui Qing'er was immediately delighted upon seeing the dragon cub.

"Quick, let me touch it."

Shui Qing'er grabbed the dragon cub and began to fondle it all over.

Seeing this, Ah Yin coughed lightly.

The dragon cub looked at Ah Yin, then at Shui Qing'er, and finally turned to Yu Xiaolie for help.

Yu Xiaolie didn't care about any of that; he released the dragon cub just to distract the two women.

The dragon cub understood Yu Xiaolie's meaning and immediately ran to the left and right.

Grandma Shui's voice rang out at just the right moment, as she held a jar of fermented rice wine in her hand.

"Here, try this."

As she spoke, Granny Shui personally poured Yu Xiaolie a cup of Hundred Flower Wine.

The amber-colored liquor rippled instantly in the porcelain glass, releasing a rich aroma.

Yu Xiaolie quickly accepted it with both hands.

Grandma Shui squinted and carefully examined the young man in front of her by the light.

The last time they met, Yu Xiaolie still had a touch of naivety on his face. Now, ten years later, Yu Xiaolie has become more composed and capable.

At this point, the two women finally settled down, and at least they could eat together.

……

Night fell, and after a few rounds of drinks...

Ah Yin and Shui Qing'er had already left the table and were playing with the dragon cub in the courtyard.

Grandma Water suddenly asked:
"Xiao Lie, I haven't heard from you since we parted ways in the far north. What have you been through all these years?"

Yu Xiaolie took a sip of the Hundred Flowers Wine, and the rich flavor immediately melted on his tongue.

He first turned his gaze to the courtyard, where Ah Yin and the dragon cub were having a great time, while Shui Qing'er stood to the side, occasionally glancing over here. When she noticed Yu Xiaolie's gaze, she hurriedly turned her face away.

Yu Xiaolie smiled gently, knowing that the dragon cub could appease the two of them.

Turning his gaze away, Yu Xiaolie said, "After we parted ways, for the first few years, I collaborated with Morris in the far north and established the Red Guard Hunting Group."

"What?!"

Granny Shui nearly dropped the wine glass from her hand, her eyes widening in surprise. "You're the founder of the Red Guard Hunting Group?" she exclaimed.

It should be noted that the Red Guard Hunting Group is now a renowned Soul Master mercenary group in the far north, with more than twenty hunting squads, making it one of the top forces in the entire far north.

Grandma Shui never expected that Yu Xiaolie was actually the founder of the Red Guard Hunting Group!
Yu Xiaolie simply nodded.

Grandma Water calmed herself down and continued, "And then what?"

After a brief moment of thought, Yu Xiaolie replied, "After that, I returned to my sect and cultivated for a few years."

He did not mention his experiences in the City of Slaughter and the Trial of the Asura God.

After all, those bloody and murderous experiences are not suitable to be told to everyone you meet.

"So, it really was you who defeated Tang Hao at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Sect Master Ceremony!"

"Grandma Water said."

Yu Xiaolie nodded, without denying it.

Grandma Water asked with concern, "So... what level is your soul power now?"

"With Granny Mengshui's care, I am now a level 74 Soul Saint."

Grandma Water pondered for a moment, then couldn't help but gasp.

In nearly ten years, he cultivated from Soul Venerable to Soul Saint. This speed can be considered steady, even unprecedented.

At this rate, Yu Xiaolie could very well become the youngest Title Douluo on the entire continent.

Moreover, Yu Xiaolie also single-handedly created the Red Guard Hunting Group!

Just then, a silvery laugh suddenly came from the other end of the courtyard.

The two turned their heads and saw that the little dragon was performing with great effort.

Its round body nimbly somersaulted, then rolled around on the ground like a ball, making Ah Yin and Shui Qing'er burst into laughter. Yu Xiaolie's gaze lingered on Shui Qing'er's face for a moment.

Then, she turned her gaze back to Granny Shui and asked, "Granny Shui, are you really going to send Miss Qing'er to Wuhun City?"

Grandma Water's smile froze on her face.

Immediately, she put down her wine glass, a troubled look on her face, and sighed:

"I had no choice... Clark signed Qing'er up without even saying hello. If she doesn't go now, she'll probably offend the entire Spirit Hall."

The Spirit Hall, it's the Spirit Hall again.

Yu Xiaolie then looked into the distance, towards the towering Martial Soul Branch Hall tower, his expression gradually turning cold.

It wasn't that he wanted to deliberately oppose the Spirit Hall, but that once he made a decision, even the Spirit Hall couldn't stop him.

“It’s alright. If you really respect Qing’er’s wishes and don’t want her to go to Wuhun City, I will go to the Wuhun Branch Hall to find that Platinum Bishop tomorrow.”

Grandma Shui hesitated for a moment, then finally just sighed heavily.

The Spirit Hall of Tianshui City has never been very welcoming to the Tianshui Phoenix Clan. Their recent sudden closer approach is also due to Shui Qing'er's matter.

She knew Clark's true colors all too well; he would do anything for his own career advancement.

But how could she not know that Shui Qing'er liked Yu Xiaolie?

But now, even if Yu Xiaolie arrives, it's already too late.

……

As night deepened, only the chirping of insects remained in the courtyard.

Yu Xiaolie lay alone in bed.

The dragon cub curled up at his feet, its round belly rising and falling with its breath, occasionally letting out a few satisfied purrs.

Yu Xiaolie then reached out and touched the dragon cub; this guy had really suffered tonight.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Yu Xiaolie spread his spiritual energy and sensed that it was Shui Qing'er, so he said, "Come in."

"Creak" sound.

The door was pushed open gently.

Shui Qing'er, now dressed in a light gauze nightgown, stood at the door, looking pitifully at Yu Xiaolie, and said:
"Xiao Lie, I can't sleep..."

Yu Xiaolie immediately got up, opened the door, and said, "Let's go for a walk."

After saying that, he took Shui Qing'er for a walk in the various courtyards.

After walking for a long time, Yu Xiaolie sat down on the steps at the entrance of a small courtyard and moved aside to make room for Shui Qing'er.

Shui Qing'er also carefully sat down, the two of them very close together.

"Look, the Big Dipper."

Yu Xiaolie pointed to the night sky, where seven stars formed a dipper shape that twinkled.

Shui Qing'er looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a sky full of twinkling stars. She was so engrossed in watching them that she didn't realize she was looking at them.

Then, she moved closer to Yu Xiaolie and finally rested her head gently on his shoulder.

Do you know why I refuse to see the Pope?

Shui Qing'er suddenly said softly.

Yu Xiaolie nodded slightly, but only very slightly.

"You've never met before, so of course you're unwilling."

He understood Shui Qing'er's thoughts to some extent.

Shui Qing'er suddenly raised her head and looked directly into Yu Xiaolie's eyes.

Under the moonlight, her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

"I've waited for you for ten years..."

Shui Qing'er said, her voice trembling slightly.

"For the past ten years, I've rejected every matchmaker who has come to my door."

Yu Xiaolie was stunned.

Shui Qing'er's eyes gradually reddened, and glistening tears shimmered in the moonlight.

The scene seemed to be paused, frozen in that moment.

Finally, a crystal tear slid down Shui Qing'er's cheek. Yu Xiaolie felt a pang of heartache and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"Silly girl..."

(End of this chapter)

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