Shock! I became the protagonist of a female-oriented novel.

Yu Ci was about to lose control of his stomach's dignity and it was about to rumble again.

Feng Zui looked at her, his eyebrows slightly lowered, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, and led her to sit down.

The waiter arrived quickly.

After hearing a long list of delicious-sounding dishes, Yu Ci coughed twice, picked out three, and then asked Feng Zui, "Senior Sister Feng, you can take the rest."

Feng Zui didn't delay and immediately named the dishes.

The restaurant didn't keep the two of them waiting long; within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all five dishes were served.

The beautifully presented plate is filled with brightly colored food, making one's mouth water at first glance.

Eating is a very enjoyable thing.

As Yu Ci's chopsticks passed over each bowl, a look of obvious satisfaction would appear on her face when she put the food into her mouth.

In her opinion, life in this world has been truly miserable!

As soon as I received the plot, I entered a bandit's den. I encountered an H-scene as soon as I merged with the memories. After surviving for a while, I was finally rescued and began a pilgrimage-like journey. Until today, with the help of silver, I finally experienced the beauty of the martial arts world.

The food is fresh and authentic, free of pollution and harmful substances, and tastes delicious.

After eating with his head down for a while, Yu Ci realized that something was wrong.

like……

It seems like she's the only one at the table who's actually eating?

She swallowed the food in her mouth, looked up, and sure enough, Feng Zui was propping his head up with one hand and holding chopsticks in the other, quietly watching her.

My relaxed state of mind suddenly became tense.

"Senior Sister Feng, what are you... looking at?"

"It's nothing." Feng Zui sat up straight and held out his chopsticks. "It's just that you seem to be enjoying your meal."

"what."

I'm definitely happy.

But judging from Feng Zui's expression, she seemed to be eating meat as if she hadn't eaten meat in eight hundred years.

It was a little awkward.

To cover up his embarrassment, Yu Ci started urging Feng Zui to eat, saying, "Don't look at me, Senior Sister, you should eat too."

"The food at this restaurant is quite good."

As she spoke, she casually picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and put it into Feng Zui's bowl.

Feng Zui, who had originally intended to serve herself some food, stopped abruptly.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

"……nothing."

His brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't actually remove the contents of the bowl.

Looking at this person in front of me, he's incredibly simple-minded. If we were to actually get him out of here, who knows what he'd think?

Both of them started eating.

Having already pounced on his food like a hungry wolf, Yu Ci was somewhat full, and his meal wasn't as enjoyable afterward. Feng Zui, on the other hand, ate quite slowly and gracefully.

It seemed a bit boring to keep eating so quietly, so Yu Ci started a conversation.

"Senior Sister Feng, we've been traveling together for so long, and I've never asked you why you came to the Rising Star Martial Arts Tournament alone?" Logically speaking, shouldn't everyone go in a group? This one is alone... I don't think I've ever heard of anyone doing this before.

Why alone?

Feng Zui lowered his head and smiled, "Because I alone am enough."

Yu Ci was quickly stunned by such a cool sentence.

One person is enough...

That's true. I've witnessed Feng Zui's skill level before, which is comparable to that of the previous generation. For a contestant of this caliber to participate in the Rising Star Martial Arts Tournament, dominating the competition would be a piece of cake.

As one of the four major sects, the Liuyin Sect is indeed not to be underestimated.

Just as Yu Ci was lost in thought, Feng Zui asked, "Isn't it rumored that you've been hiding away in seclusion cultivating? Why did you suddenly decide to participate in the Rising Star Martial Arts Tournament?"

"..."

Asceticism?

Feng Zui noticed the fleeting look of confusion on Yu Ci's face.

She was puzzled?

When she talks about her own situation, what is she wondering about?

Yu Ci was not only confused, she was also panicked! Ascetic cultivation? What the hell? It was rumored in the martial arts world that he had always been ascetic? In the original owner's memories, she had not seen this kind of secluded ascetic cultivation.

And what does it mean to suddenly announce that you're coming to participate in the Rising Star Martial Arts Tournament...?

Didn't the original owner participate before...?

The unexpected question led to a lot of awkward situations in an instant.

Somewhat bewildered, Yu Ci glanced at Feng Zui, who was still waiting for an answer, and his heart skipped a beat. No! He couldn't remain silent any longer.

Unaware of the reason, Yu Ci chose to make something up.

"It wasn't entirely sudden. I went with my senior brother a couple of years ago and really enjoyed the feeling of exchanging swordplay with fellow disciples from different schools on the arena, so I came again."

Yu Ci noticed that after she finished speaking, Feng Zui kept looking at her, and his gaze seemed to grow increasingly deep. She couldn't help but subconsciously wonder if she had done something wrong, but in that instant, Feng Zui returned to normal.

"So that's how it is."

So that's how it is...

Someone who has been practicing martial arts with a demonic state for three years suddenly claims that he participated in a martial arts tournament with his senior brother two years ago.

He looked blank when the topic of asceticism came up.

Yu Ci is easily embarrassed and can't hide his thoughts; it's obvious he's not lying.

So, let's make a bold guess.

The person in front of me seems to have no memory of the past three years.

Her memory seems to be stuck three years ago, when she was the first swordsman of Lingyun.

After discussing the martial arts tournament, Feng Zui casually inquired about other matters.

"Back at Tiger Head Mountain, I saw your Lingyun Sword Technique was incredibly skillful, and your internal strength far surpassed that of others at the same level."

"To be honest, I also fought you at the Rising Star Martial Arts Tournament earlier this year... At that time, your internal strength was not very strong."

"It is indeed presumptuous of me to ask this, but I am truly curious how Junior Sister Yu managed to increase her internal strength so dramatically in just a few years... more than thirty years?"

Remainder: ...

This.

This……

The bewilderment in Yu Ci's eyes did not escape Feng Zui's notice.

well.

The guess was correct.

She really didn't know what had happened during those three years.

Yu Ci couldn't answer the question, so Feng Zui waved his hand and said, "It was my rudeness. This question was inappropriate. Please don't take offense, Junior Sister Yu."

Yu Ci laughed awkwardly a few times.

Although she wanted to say it was alright, it was nothing, but!

She really couldn't answer that question.

These unfamiliar questions, along with the plot point that Feng Zui brought up that she had no memory of... made Yu Ci vaguely sense that something was wrong.

Chapter 107 Midnight: I'll just play chess, I won't do anything else.

As the conversation progressed, for some reason, the atmosphere inexplicably became somewhat heavy.

The food that was just smelling delicious now tastes bland and tasteless.

But fate never lets life be boring.

Just as the two remained silent and began to think about all sorts of random things, someone appeared behind Yu Ci.

A spoiled brat dressed in brocade robes, wearing a jade crown on his head, and carrying a landscape folding fan even though the weather was cool...

Look.

"I really don't know when such a beautiful young lady came to Longcheng."

This flirtatious opening line has appeared at least thousands of times in various dramas and female-oriented novels...

However, for some reason, although he was being teased, Yu Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young lady, why are you sighing?"

Upon seeing Yu Ci sigh, the man immediately began to wave his folding fan. His servants, seeing this, quickly dispersed in all directions, clearly blocking Yu Ci's path.

It seems this playboy is quite adept at abducting women.

In that moment of distraction, the playboy suddenly leaned forward and reached out to touch Yu Ci's face. In the blink of an eye, just as Yu Ci's hand touched the sword at his waist, Feng Zui's sword had already pierced through the air and reached the lecher's neck.

"If you really like beautiful women, then keep moving forward."

The gleaming sword was right at the most vulnerable spot on a person's neck. To continue forward now would be suicide.

Those who had already scattered saw their master being taken hostage and immediately gathered around. Feng Zui didn't even look at him, sheathed his sword, and with a push of his inner force, the gaudily dressed playboy was instantly sent flying into the air and crashed into the wooden stairs of the grand restaurant.

Feng Zui's movements were fluid and seamless.

Especially the moment he kicked people out, his solemn face made Yu Ci feel that Feng Zui was a shining example of righteousness in the martial arts world.

She stood up for the bandits and thieves.