In the latter half of the night, Fan Wubing and An An walked out of the Illusion Immortal Tower with their arms around each other.
"So, how was it? Did you have a good chat with Sister Taoxian today?"
An An hadn’t had a drop of alcohol, yet she appeared as if she were drunk, her cheeks a rosy red, even the tip of her nose tinged with a hint of pink, her eyes shining brightly in the night,
"Sister Taoxian is really gentle, you should get to know her."
Fan Wubing waved his hand, "I’ve given that up."
"Given up what?"
"Given up on gentle older sisters."
"...I don’t understand." An An asked enthusiastically, "What about you, did you have fun talking with the Moon Immortal?"
Fan Wubing stretched, "I took a nap in the booth."
"Huh?" An An was puzzled, "You went to the Illusion Immortal Tower to sleep?"
Fan Wubing laughed heartily, "What else? I just returned from outside, where would I find the energy to ss around? As soon as you went to Peach Manor, I fell asleep."
"Why not sleep at ho? Why go to the Illusion Immortal Tower to sleep? You’re really strange."
Fan Wubing shrugged, "I’m just going with the flow."
An An wrinkled her nose, "Don’t lie to , I’m not that easy to fool." She blocked Fan Wubing, squinting her eyes, studying him intently, "You..."
"What’s wrong with ?"
An An suddenly fell silent, the restlessness and enthusiasm on her face gradually subsided, "Nothing."
On the way ho, she followed behind Fan Wubing, staring at her toes, absorbed in her thoughts.
When it ca ti to part,
She suddenly grabbed Fan Wubing’s sleeve and whispered, "Thank you."
"What are you thanking for?"
"Just thank you!"
Then, without looking back, she ran off.
Fan Wubing yawned and returned to his courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he saw An An lying on top of the wall. He was startled,
"What on earth do you want?"
An An, hiding in the shadows, asked, "Fan Wubing, we’ll always be buddies, right?"
"That depends on your sincerity."
"Sincerity..." An An asked confusedly, "What do you want?"
"I don’t want anything, why don’t you ask yourself what you want." Fan Wubing waved his hand, then went into his room, and soon after, the atmosphere inside cald, almost stagnated. This indicated he had entered a state of ditation and rest.
An An jumped down, crouched by the wall, rested her chin on her knees, puffed out her cheeks, and murmured softly,
"It’s not like I don’t know you didn’t want to go to the Illusion Immortal Tower, you just saw that I wanted to go... I really don’t understand."
...
Wu Qianqiu looked at Tang Tang in astonishnt, "Can you believe it? He ca to the Illusion Immortal Tower and actually took a nap in a booth! Didn’t watch the Flower Picking Play, didn’t listen to the Cloud Immortal’s lody, the Moon Immortal invited him, and he ignored it, I took the initiative to invite him, and he just pretended not to see and went right to sleep! And then he woke up and left? Left!"
Tang Tang’s expression was calm, her posture graceful, "Isn’t that just fine, it shows he’s not here to cause trouble."
"But why, why would he do that? Who cos to the Illusion Immortal Tower to sleep! Especially when invited by , Fairy Qianqiu." Wu Qianqiu asked cautiously, "Could it be that he is pretending to sleep and is actually probing the secrets of the Illusion Immortal Tower?"
Tang Tang flipped a page in her book, "You can rest assured about that, he was just sleeping, not doing anything else."
"So, I don’t understand, I really can’t understand." Wu Qianqiu was sowhat troubled, "Just who is this Wu Wangxinger?"
"Fairy Qianqiu, you’re paying too much attention to him. This isn’t like you."
Wu Qianqiu suddenly realized, "Could it be that he is playing hard to get, deliberately neglecting to attract my attention?"
Tang Tang paused, "Probably not. He might, in fact, not care about you."
Wu Qianqiu laughed dryly, "The Young Master is truly honest. So what does the Young Master think, why is he doing this? Sleeping not at ho but at the Illusion Immortal Tower where energies fluctuate, isn’t that a bit ludicrous?"
Tang Tang said, "He doesn’t care about the goings-on at the Illusion Immortal Tower, but his friend does."
"Does the Young Master think he ca with that little girl, An An?"
"Little girl... do you think she is a little girl?"
Wu Qianqiu thought for a mont, "Whether in terms of mind or bone age, she’s only thirteen." She squinted her eyes, "Since that’s the case, why not take a look at her fate then."
With that, she sat on the cushion in front of the window sill, her whole aura quickly calming down, becoming like a piece of dead wood.
She wasn’t very skilled in the art of fate interpretation, so it took her a long ti,
She only ca to herself when the sky started to lighten with the approach of dawn. Confused, she said,
"Strange."
"What’s up?" Tang Tang asked.
"Her fate is blank, or rather, obscured by soone." Wu Qianqiu furrowed her brow, "In today’s world, to achieve this, it should only be those five who control fate."
"Ancestor Qing, Primordial Ancestor, Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable, Dragon Emperor, Slaughter Demon Lord. Who do you think it is?" Tang Tang asked.
Wu Qianqiu shook her head, "It’s hard to make a judgnt. If I had to guess, it should be one of the Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable or Slaughter Demon Lord, other than them, the other three each represent a major faction and generally wouldn’t do such a thing."
"Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable, Slaughter Demon Lord..."
"It feels like things are getting more and more complicated." Wu Qianqiu looked at the morning streets of Changning City, "Though it appears endlessly prosperous, Changning City is now rife with undercurrents."
Tang Tang closed her book, a trace of brilliance passed through her calm gaze, "A monuntal change is imminent."
A nearly transparent bird, about the size of two fingers, flew in from outside and perched by the window.
Wu Qianqiu got serious, reaching out, and the transparent bird rhythmically pecked her palm, then flew away.
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