Ironclad, died and resurrected, I've decided to go to the mic!

The ship sailed out of the port, cutting through the waves towards Lin Yuan Realm.

Most of the Yunqi Army remained stationed at Dandingsi Square to clear the battlefield and care for the wounded.

Only Yanqing and a few elites, along with the group from the Starry Sky Train, boarded the ship.

A rare moment of quiet on the deck.

Jingliu had been holding onto Qiye tightly ever since the ship started moving, as if afraid that he would disappear.

Qi Ye glanced down at her, and she immediately turned her face to the other side, pretending to look at the waves on the sea.

Qi Ye simply smiled and didn't expose her.

Fu Xuan stood on the ship's side, his back to everyone.

The sea breeze made her pink hair flutter.

Her robes still bore traces of Qi Ye's blood.

She should have gone to clean it up, right?

But I don't know if it was because I didn't bring any spare clothes, or for some other reason.

She simply stood there, letting her blood-stained robe flutter in the sea breeze.

On the surface, she was observing the hydrological conditions in the direction of Lin Yuan Jing and mentally planning the next tactical deployment.

But actually, she was just thinking about other things.

The scene in the square kept replaying in her mind.

He knelt in the pool of blood, holding Qi Ye in his arms, pressing his hand against Qi Ye's wound, feeling the blood gushing out from between his fingers.

She thought she had lost him again.

Just like that day more than two hundred years ago.

Two hundred years later, she knelt beside him once again, her hands covered in his blood.

Just when she thought history was really repeating itself.

That bastard woke up and squinted, mocking Huanlong with that smug look.

Was her first reaction one of ecstasy?

He's still alive, he really is still alive. He didn't turn into a pile of fertilizer that could never be put back together like last time.

But after the initial euphoria came anger.

He knew perfectly well he wouldn't really die, so why didn't he tell her before he was stabbed?

And the most embarrassing thing was that she actually cried at the time.

The dignified Grand Diviner of the Imperial Astrology Department was terrified and cried in front of the Cloud Cavalry, the Star Train, and Yan Qing.

In all her years of life, this was the first time she had ever shed tears in front of so many people.

The image of the most dignified diviner in all of Luofu was ruined in an instant.

If I were to talk to him now, the scene of me crying would flash through my mind.

So I simply ignored him.

Let him reflect on his actions. Anyway, he's doing just fine now, his heart has healed, and he can still be carefree and cheerful.

Then let's leave him out in the cold a little longer.

As for his robe, stained with his blood.

Let's change it when we get back.

If I change it now, he'll probably think he's completely forgiven me.

She hasn't completely forgiven him yet.

It needs to be dried for at least another half incense stick.

On the other side, Yanqing was standing in front of Walter, her face full of seriousness.

He hesitated for a long time before finally mustering the courage to speak:

"Mr. Yang, I have a question I would like to ask you."

Just now at the Dan Ding Division.

With a single move, you destroyed the secret alchemy cauldron passed down by the Medicine King. Your power is something I have never seen before.

I would like to ask, how can I become as powerful as you?

I know this question is somewhat presumptuous, but I truly wish to learn something from you.

Upon hearing this, Walter's arrogant smile faltered.

But then he quickly tilted his head back and let out a loud laugh:

"Hahahaha! You little rascal, you have quite the eye for talent!"

You know why you asked me! But that's a good question!

What makes a strong person strong is not how much power they have, but how much confidence they have in themselves!

Look at me, I never doubt whether I can win, because I know I can definitely win!

This is the power of faith! You must also have faith in yourself, you know?

He patted Yanqing on the shoulder with such force that Yanqing stumbled forward.

But the boy's expression was so serious that it seemed he had understood some extremely profound truth.

March 7th was holding a camera and looking for the best angles on the deck.

She first took several photos of distant views, and then several photos of the Yunqi Army soldiers standing guard at the stern of the ship.

Then, with great enthusiasm, he pulled Xing to the side of the ship and insisted that she strike her coolest pose.

Xing was quite cooperative, leaning against the ship's side with a baseball bat on his shoulder and a cold expression.

After taking several photos on March 7th, I looked down at the screen.

It looks absolutely gorgeous.

Qi Ye sat in the middle of the deck, watching Fu Xuan with his back to everyone at the ship's side.

On March 7th, Xing and I had a great time taking photos at the bow of the ship.

Yanqing's shoulder was almost falling apart from Walter's patting, but she still looked serious.

He felt like he was now an idle person.

No one needed him to sell light cones, nor did anyone need him to treat the wounded.

The young monk held his hand but remained silent.

He thought for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the side of the ship.

Fu Xuan was still standing on the ship's side, his back to everyone.

"We are almost at the Scale Abyss Realm. I am currently refining my tactical plans. Do not disturb me."

Qi Ye walked over and stood beside her, looking at the island getting closer and closer in the distance, and said with a grin:

"Lord Fu Xuan, are you angry? I feel like you're deliberately ignoring me."

Were you embarrassed because you cried in the square just now?

You don't need to be embarrassed; crying is perfectly normal.

I cried a lot when I was little, but that was in my past life.

Fu Xuan turned his head and glared at him, his face showing obvious anger.

She stared at him for a while, then let out a heavy snort, turned her head back, and continued to face away from him.

Looking at the back of her head, Qi Ye realized that he hadn't quite controlled the intensity of his playful smile.

He stopped smiling, leaned against the gunwale, and said seriously:

"Okay, I'm not joking anymore."

Let me explain: I really couldn't tell you in advance when Huanlong was disguised as Tingyun.

Putting aside the possibility of the other party overhearing, I don't have any evidence.

Moreover, if I let Uncle Yang make the first move, it would put us in a disadvantageous situation!

Therefore, the only option is to lure her into making the first move and revealing her identity.

Fu Xuan was silent for a moment, then looked up and met Qi Ye's gaze.

"I understand that you cannot speak in front of Tingyun."

I understand that you need an opportunity for Huanlong to reveal himself voluntarily. I understand all of this.

"But why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"

When you were certain she was Huanlong, why didn't you tell me even with just a hint or a glance?

Is it because you don't trust me? Or do you think I'll lose my composure, expose myself in front of Huanlong, and ruin your plans?

Or do you think I don't need to know these things at all?

"I just need to hide away and wait for you to come back, like I did back then?"

Xing popped out from the side; she had been listening intently while taking pictures at the bow of the ship.

Hearing Fu Xuan's words, he knew it was his turn to step in.

She stepped between the two and spoke:

"Because he's a fool, he didn't even think of that."

I can testify that something was wrong with these clouds; I was the first to notice it.

He can only process one thing at a time; I'm his partner, and I can vouch for that.

Qi Ye paused for a moment, then turned to look at Xing.

He had prepared a long explanation to cover his words, but after Xing said that, he realized this seemed to be a better approach.

So he scratched the back of his head and spoke frankly:

"Yes, Xing is right."

At that time, all I was thinking about was how to lure Huanlong out and how to expose her identity in front of everyone.

I really didn't think that much about it!

Fu Xuan looked at him and finally realized that he seemed to be telling the truth.

So he turned his head and snorted:

"...Idiot. If you do this again, I won't just beat you up."