These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

For example, this strange man's words.

Jiang Ying's eyes held a puzzled look for a long time, then suspicion turned into scrutiny, and then into disgust in just a very short moment.

It's not even as fast as the cherry blossoms falling in a second.

"Are you sick?"

Jiang Ying rarely used such words to target anyone, but this time she seemed to be overwhelmed by mixed emotions and couldn't control herself for a moment.

Yuan Jiacao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Ying with some sadness.

"I'm Yuan Jiacao! You must still remember me, right?"

"do not know."

Jiang Ying reiterated what she had said before: her memory was fine. After all, she encountered so many people every day, even on her way to find her junior brother.

Nevertheless, every time I run into her, there are still a lot of people whose names I can't recall, but I gradually become familiar with them and recognize their faces.

I have absolutely no recollection of this one.

I even feel there's nothing worth getting to know; it's better to stay away from people who are too strange.

So Jiang Ying took another step back, even preparing to draw her sword if the other party persisted.

This is Little Iris Peak; no one can act recklessly here, except for Wei Tu.

Yuan Jiacao looked at the girl and felt that the distance between them was getting farther and farther, as if he didn't see that the other had taken another step back.

"Miss Jiang! You showed me the way when I came to Yuanjian Sect three years ago!"

"..."

Jiang Ying did not answer, but simply prepared herself for action. Although the other party was not armed, the possibility of them attacking could not be completely ruled out.

Having seen so many perverts, it's necessary to be a little cautious.

Yuan Jiacao felt a deep sense of powerlessness. How could this 'misunderstanding' be cleared up?

How can I make up for the 'absence' of these three years?

"Miss Jiang... give me a chance to make amends..."

Jiang Ying was deeply moved and gave him a resounding reply.

"roll."

Yuan Jiacao stared blankly at the girl, then sighed helplessly.

"I know you must be feeling very confused right now that I've suddenly appeared... We need some time..."

"roll."

Her tone grew stronger, and her sword intent seemed to burst forth.

In Yuan Jiacao's view, this was the girl's last defense after she had touched a nerve.

But things shouldn't be like this. I still have a chance to break through her seemingly strong but actually fragile defenses.

He paused for a moment.

"Okay... don't be too angry. Soon... soon I will let Miss Jiang know that these three years of waiting have been worth it."

Jiang Ying didn't speak. She only breathed a slight sigh of relief after the other person turned and left, but she gripped the sword in her hand even tighter.

She didn't understand a single word the man said from beginning to end.

However, it was clear that this person was not only sick, but also had designs on her. She even had a momentary urge to kill him because she felt that letting someone with a strange personality and designs on her go might cause trouble in the future.

She disliked trouble and was even more worried that it might harm her junior brother in the future. However, the other party had only said a few words and hadn't made any drastic moves, leaving her with no reason to attack…

Yuan Jiacao would never admit that the other party had never remembered her at all.

In his view, that brief encounter was a destined beginning. His rapid progress in strength over the past few years has made his confidence and self-esteem reach an unparalleled level. Although he can still maintain humility and low profile on the surface, he will never allow himself to be denied by the most wonderful thing in his heart.

Thus, a completely new theory emerged to support the explanation for all of this.

That means the other person is just being stubborn with you.

After all, if someone you've set your sights on hasn't shown up for three years, you should be angry, right?

It should be.

She should have recognized him at first glance.

Definitely.

The gesture of drawing her sword just now seemed to represent her determination and hatred for herself.

But where does hate come from without love? The more obvious the hate, the deeper the love is hidden.

He knew this was a test, and the most perfect Daoist couple should go through many twists and turns and experience some upheavals in their stories.

Only in this way can we walk the same path until death, and never change even if the world changes drastically in the future.

Thinking about it this way, Yuan Jiacao's mood gradually improved.

It even felt like a struggle against fate.

Yuan Jiacao, who had been a chosen one since childhood and always thought of himself as extraordinary and insightful about the ways of the world, was able to walk calmly toward the suspension bridge, ready to cross it.

Until he encountered a boy walking towards him.

The suspension bridge is not wide; it can only accommodate two people walking side by side at most.

At first glance, Yuan Jiacao saw through the boy's appearance.

What's surprising isn't his seemingly ordinary skill, but rather his absolutely unforgettable and strikingly handsome face.

She even surpassed many women.

Soon, Yuan Jiacao remembered something.

He headed towards Xiaoyuan Peak, and this suspension bridge connects Xiaoyuan Peak to the main peak... so there was no other way to go.

He's going to Little Iris Peak... Who is he?

Yuan Jiacao felt a moment of alertness.

The other person also saw him, and a faint smile appeared on their face. It was a very ordinary smile, the kind you give to a stranger, even if you don't know them well.

Then we passed each other by.

Until the moment they brushed past each other, Yuan Jiacao became certain of two things.

The opponent's strength was average; he certainly couldn't be considered a genius within the Yuanjian Sect. It was somewhat of a waste to have such a handsome face on him…

The second thing is that Yuan Jiacao knows who the other party is. Based on the information passed to him over the years, which he has only met once, this young man can only be Wei Tu, one of the only two disciples of Xiaoyuan Peak, and Jiang Ying's junior brother...

The message said that this boy was good for nothing except his good looks, and now it seems... that's quite accurate.

As the two passed each other, the wind in the valley seemed to stop howling.

However, the two of them tacitly avoided turning their heads to look at each other even once, and their breathing remained steady without the slightest disturbance.

Not to mention saying a polite greeting; it's as if the other person doesn't exist at all, as if they didn't even brush past them.

After their figures brushed past each other and walked further and further away in two different directions, the wind in the valley began to blow again.

Wei Tu walked across the suspension bridge with a calm expression.

He didn't speculate too much about who the other person might be. Although strangers appearing on Xiaoyuan Peak are rare, they are not nonexistent, and there might always be something that needs to be communicated.

However, this royal blue robe is not commonly seen in the Yuanjian Sect.

When Wei Tu arrived at the familiar Xiaozhu Courtyard, he saw his senior sister Bao Bao sitting on a stone chair in the courtyard, holding a sword and staring blankly in the direction he came from.

Wei Tu appeared in the other person's line of sight with amusement. Instead of immediately opening the door and going in, he asked with a smile.

"Beautiful young lady, may I ask who you are thinking of?"

Jiang Ying, who had been lost in thought, came back to her senses and saw Wei Tu's smiling face, which, although frivolous, was full of tenderness in his eyes.

She unconsciously put down her sword and stood up.

He stared intently at the boy.

"I miss...I miss my junior brother."

"Who is the young lady's junior brother?"

Wei Tu continued, smiling, as he asked.

It seemed like it was deliberately inducing something, yet it also seemed like just a harmless little game.

Jiang Ying continued to look at Wei Tu, and said softly and hesitantly.

“Wei Tu…”

"Oh~ What did Wei Tu do to you, young lady, that you miss him so much?"

"He...bullied me."

A hint of color seemed to have returned to her cheeks, which was so evident in her expression.

Wei Tu felt that his voice was no longer cheerful and was somewhat hoarse.

"How did you bully the young lady? Could you demonstrate for me? I'll avenge her..."

Wei Tu felt that his words were somewhat presumptuous. Wasn't this kind of game a bit too humiliating for his beloved senior sister?

However, Wei Tu underestimated the extent of certain things.

For example, his importance in her heart, and her always indulging and obeying him.

The girl paused for a moment, then slowly raised her hands.

In Wei Tu's narrowed but gradually burning gaze, he gently cupped the soft mounds on her chest.

It was firmly covered by a hand that wasn't very large.

Press it tightly and forcefully.

At the same time, a look of shame and embarrassment appeared on his face.

"This...like this..."

Those eyes were so tender... they seemed to possess an innate, almost radiant beauty...