I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Fu Wanqing slowly raised her hand and placed it on Gu Yan's shoulder.

She pressed her fingertips lightly against his shoulder, and he could feel the warmth of her fingers through the fabric of her shirt.

The temperature wasn't too high or too low, but it felt like a branding iron on his shoulder.

Gu Yan tensed up, her back straightened, and her Adam's apple bobbed.

He was afraid that her next words would be "You lied to me," and that she would ask him a question he couldn't answer.

Then Fu Wanqing suddenly smiled, a smile that seemed to pierce through all the previous seriousness like sunlight.

She transformed back into that radiant young girl, her eyes curving into crescents and her lips upturned high.

My shoulders relaxed, and I sprang out of that scrutinizing state.

"Master Gu, I believe in you."

"What are your plans for today? Would you like to see my adoptive parents again?"

"To see your adoptive parents?"

Gu Yan repeated the sentence aloud, but his mind was not on this topic.

His peripheral vision fell on Fu Wanqing's hand resting on his shoulder.

That hand was fair and slender, with long fingers, and the fingertips still had a slight dampness from when she brought the soup from the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, a faint pink light appeared on the girl's palm.

The light was soft, like the color of dawn falling on flower petals, but warmer and gentler than the dawn.

Gu Yan immediately felt her body become warm and comfortable, and a warm power seeped into his meridians from her palm, as if a warm little river was slowly flowing in his blood vessels.

The fluid flowed from his shoulders to his fingertips, and from his fingertips to his chest, replenishing some of the life energy he had consumed over the past few days.

"You're just a doctor hired by the Chen family, don't carry such a heavy burden."

Fu Wanqing's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself, or as if she were relieving him of some burden.

She paused, then suddenly changed the subject, her amber eyes shifting from gentle to a slightly mischievous scrutiny.

"By the way, why do I hear many of the Chen family's servants calling you 'son-in-law'?"

Gu Yan was abruptly pulled from her warm feeling by her words.

He coughed, trying to remain calm, and picked up the half-cup of water on the stone table, which had already gone cold, and took a sip.

"That's not true, they're just making things up, Aunt Tian started it."

"You know Aunt Tian, ​​she's always thinking about matchmaking her daughter with someone."

Fu Wanqing glanced at him but didn't press the matter further.

Gu Yan quickly changed the subject and brought the conversation back on track.

"By the way, now that you've told me about your adoptive parents, aren't you afraid they'll attack me?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, and then she smiled.

The smile slowly spread from the corners of her mouth, and the sunlight fell perfectly on her profile, making her long pink hair glow softly in the light.

Her smile was beautiful, like an angel in a church mural, but this beauty, combined with what she was about to say, made Gu Yan feel a chill down her spine.

"Of course not, they love me very much."

"If you treat me well, they will treat you well too."

"They only target bad people, they won't kill indiscriminately."

The woman spoke in a relaxed tone, as if she were talking about something perfectly natural.

She even tilted her head, her ponytail slipping down her shoulder, her expression carrying a childlike earnestness.

Gu Yan felt uneasy as she listened to these words.

These words, spoken by a smiling young girl, sent chills down one's spine.

He suddenly took a half step forward, a cryptic smile on his face, as if he had just thought of something.

"You're my bodyguard, right?"

"How about I, your boss, test your skills?"

Fu Wanqing clearly did not expect Gu Yan to suddenly make this request.

She paused for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in her amber eyes, then smiled and nodded.

"Of course you can, I'm really good at fighting."

"Don't let me beat you up and leave you screaming for help."

Gu Yan turned and walked into the room, taking the Demon-Suppressing Blade from the bedside table.

The moment the blade was drawn from its sheath, a cool metallic luster flashed briefly in the morning light.

He wanted to investigate the girl's background further; since that night in the basement, he hadn't actually seen her take action.

Fu Wanqing stood in the middle of the courtyard, her hands hanging naturally at her sides.

She didn't take any weapons; she simply spread her feet slightly apart and lowered her center of gravity slightly.

Her long pink hair fluttered gently in the morning breeze, and the sunlight shone from behind her, gilding her silhouette with a golden edge.

She stood casually, but Gu Yan could sense that all the muscles in her body were already in a state of readiness.

Gu Yan twisted her wrist, gripping the knife, and launched the first attack.

He didn't use any fancy moves; he simply swept his blade horizontally towards her side, the blade drawing a cold arc in the air.

He held back three-tenths of his strength in this strike, and the blade made a slight hum as it cut through the air.

Fu Wanqing didn't even dodge; she simply raised her arm to block.

The blade struck her forearm, producing a crisp sound like metal clashing.

Gu Yan felt a sudden jolt in her hand, as if she had struck a piece of finely forged steel.

His pupils contracted slightly.

Although he held back his strength in that strike, it wasn't so bad that it wouldn't even break the skin.

Only a very thin, faint white mark remained on her skin, which healed in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.

Fu Wanqing gripped the back of the knife with her other hand, her five fingers closing like iron clamps.

A tremendous force emanated from the blade, pulling Gu Yan forward a step.

He quickly turned the hilt of the knife, and the blade spun half a circle in her palm, using a clever trick to break free.

The two men separated by two steps and faced each other again.

Gu Yan adjusted her breathing and began to get serious.

His footsteps began to move on the bluestone pavement, each step light but steady, slowly circling around Fu Wanqing.

The Demon-Suppressing Blade flashed in front of him, its blade slicing through the air with increasing intensity.

Fu Wanqing did not launch an attack, but instead parried while retreating.

Her movements were light and graceful, her pink ponytail drawing a beautiful arc in the air as she dodged.

When she raised her hand to block the knife, she even had a smile on her face, as if she found it very amusing.

Gu Yan unleashed over a dozen consecutive slashes, each one faster and more cunning than the last.

But she caught every single knife with precision using her arm, and her defensive position remained almost unchanged.

She is indeed very strong, and her physique is extremely special.

The fine marks left by the blade disappeared in an instant on her skin, unlike the body of an ordinary superhuman, more like some kind of immortal monster.

Gu Yan knew that it would be difficult to force out her true strength by relying solely on swordsmanship.

He suddenly stopped, held the Demon-Suppressing Blade horizontally in front of him, and a seven-colored light silently shone deep within his pupils.

The moment his Eyes of Emotion were activated, the entire courtyard changed in his eyes.