Hearing the words of the man in black, a peculiar expression flashed across Jiang Qingge’s face, as if...
She was holding back sothing.
A glimr flickered montarily in her gaze focused on the man in black, then vanished.
As for Uncle Liu beside her, he nodded with sudden understanding: "So you know Young Master Lu Ye... It’s truly fate that the young master knows a senior like you."
The man in black looked at Jiang Qingge, whose expression quickly returned to normal, and said.
"I ca here at the request of Mr. Lu."
Jiang Qingge nodded lightly and said, "I never realized that my husband, who appears so rough, could be so ticulous. I didn’t notice it before."
Lu Ye: "?"
Beneath the black robe, Lu Ye was a bit puzzled. What did his appearance have to do with being rough?
However, he didn’t pay much attention to what seed like polite words and nodded slightly: "I have already cleared most of the evil presences in the swamp, you can continue mining with peace of mind."
As for the terrifying Grandmaster evil presence in the deepest part... Lu Ye believed its mission might be to guard that area.
As long as the altar isn’t destroyed, it might not even take a step.
Upon hearing this, both Uncle Liu and Jiang Qingge were overjoyed. This indeed solved the biggest safety issue after the mine!
Excluding the evil mist, the fierce beasts in the swamp weren’t too difficult to deal with.
Instantly, Uncle Liu looked at the man in black with gratitude as if he was a savior.
"Senior, you must visit the Jiang Family when you have ti, I’m sure the young master would very much like to see you."
Lu Ye nodded slightly: "When I have ti, I will."
Jiang Qingge’s eyes flashed again, and she echoed: "Senior, you must visit when you have ti, my husband has also ntioned you to , saying it’s been a while since you’ve t."
This ti, Lu Ye sensed sothing amiss.
He never talked to Jiang Qingge about this, let alone ntioned having such a formidable senior friend.
Did this woman just make it up?
He never realized she had this skill before.
After witnessing the eerie altar deep in the black soil, seeing Jiang Qingge now, Lu Ye felt that she...
Seed to be shrouded in a thick mist, obscuring the truth.
Not only hiding herself, but even concealing her Martial Dao aptitude, as if it vanished.
After all, to beco a dominant master, one must possess unimaginable power of the current world to achieve this!
There must be a reason she can’t cultivate now.
Lu Ye was deep in thought.
Suddenly, Jiang Qingge whispered, "Senior, I... I took so dicine."
Lu Ye snapped back to attention, frowning slightly: "What are you talking about?"
Suddenly, clarity washed over Lu Ye’s mind. He was so imrsed in speculating about Jiang Qingge’s identity that he hadn’t imdiately caught her words.
Now upon hearing it, taking dicine... wasn’t this the line he often said to Jiang Qingge as a quip?!
Did she discover sothing?
Jiang Qingge first spoke to Uncle Liu: "Uncle Liu, I want to talk with the senior who knows my husband."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Liu left the tent, leaving space for the two of them.
Seeing this, the premonition in Lu Ye’s heart grew stronger.
As Uncle Liu left, Jiang Qingge’s gaze didn’t return to the man in black, but looked outside through the torn tent.
Her voice was ethereal, carrying a whisper of otherworldliness, as if from the Nine Netherworld.
"There is soone who often scolds to take dicine if I’m sick... I was quite angry at first, thinking this person was hard to deal with, unable to even have a proper conversation."
Lu Ye: "?"
Jiang Qingge continued: "Speaking of it, eting him was like a drama. He married into my Jiang Family. When I first heard the news, I resisted, but... ultimately I failed."
"However, at that ti, because I failed to resist my father and learned his true identity, I acted irrationally and... made so wrong decisions."
Jiang Qingge’s eyes dimd, as if recalling past events.
"I know... wrong is wrong. I always wanted to find a chance to say sorry to him in person, I shouldn’t have acted on impulse back then."
"Especially afterward, when he saved and my sister multiple tis without holding grudges..."
Saying this, Jiang Qingge finally locked her gaze firmly on the man in black not far away and said earnestly: "I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have done that back then."
"Thank you for saving again!"
Lu Ye: "???"
Staring at the silent man in black, Jiang Qingge said in a haunting voice: "Despite everything, we are husband and wife and have... lived together before. You in black can deceive others, like Lingyue, but not . Your build is too similar to that person."
"And the scent on you... I’m very familiar with it."
Hearing this, Lu Ye was slightly startled. To think, before Jiang Lingyue, his disguise worked well, but before Jiang Qingge...
She could recognize it directly!
Should it be said Jiang Lingyue was dim-witted, or Jiang Qingge was too astute?
Jiang Qingge took two steps forward, mustering courage: "Lu Ye, I recognized you. Your so-called senior friend... is actually yourself."
Lu Ye was silent for a mont and said, "What if I say, you guessed completely wrong."
A rare cunning glint flashed in Jiang Qingge’s eyes: "You didn’t even refer to yourself as ’this seat,’ husband... you’ve further given yourself away."
"If I guessed wrong, with the Martial Arts Grandmaster’s temper, would you still be speaking so calmly with ? Only... this Martial Arts Grandmaster is actually Lu Ye, my husband!"
"..."
At this point, Lu Ye admitted that indeed, there’s a gap in people’s minds.
If it were Jiang Lingyue, he might still have confidence to fool her.
But with Jiang Qingge, who has always relied on her mind for family business... he didn’t have that confidence.
After thinking for a while, Lu Ye decided not to deny it any further, he couldn’t think of any reasonable explanation.
The notion of a forr servant disciple of the Red Cloud Sect knowing a Martial Arts Grandmaster friend... indeed seed a bit far-fetched.
"I... I haven’t seen you for so ti," Jiang Qingge said with a hint of expectation in her eyes, looking at Lu Ye: "Can I take a look at you?"
As the words fell, Jiang Qingge reached out with her slender, slightly trembling hand to pull down the mask...
The next mont, a youthful face she knew all too well was reflected in Jiang Qingge’s autumn-like eyes, imdiately occupying all her vision.
"Lu Ye... it really is you!"
At this mont, Jiang Qingge cried, two clear teardrops rolled down her cheeks, and she revealed a joyful smile from her heart, closely gazing at that calm face.
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