Ever since he left Earth and set out for Sek Planet to wipe out that so‑called Fungal Alliance targeting Earth,
he hadn't really had any peaceful days, nor had he ever, like now, been able to fully sink his body and mind into the environnt of Zhou Country, to feel it, to savor it.
On this long road of constant marching forward, it wasn't that there were no good views—beautiful scenery was everywhere, all over the place. The problem lay with him. He simply had no heart to appreciate it. He always had all sorts of things to do, so he was forever hurrying along, eyes straight ahead, heading directly toward his own goal.
He too hoped that once in a while, when he had so free ti, he could be like that innkeeper on the little town on Erma Planet, leisurely basking in the afternoon sun, enjoying the drink in his hand and taking in the beautiful view before his eyes.
He didn't need much—just having that kind of mont a few tis would be enough.
The night scene now was so enchanting that Jiang Cheng's long‑strung nerves finally relaxed completely; he truly felt like he had "stolen half a day of idle life."
When she saw Jiang Cheng walk out, Ba Lv's expression dimd.
Just now she'd forced herself to smile. She knew that Yanran's teacher wasn't really willing to accept her. Having grown up in the Dark World, ever since she was little she had been trained to read people's expressions and words, to guess what soone was really thinking behind the look on their face. It was a skill she had to master; there was no helping it—she had to rely on it to survive.
So she knew very clearly what Xuran's teacher was thinking in his heart.
And once she'd guessed his thoughts, how could her mood not sink?
Jiang Cheng had indeed solved the problems they had run into: he'd found the long‑missing Little Flaming Firebird, wiped out several leaders, and completely destroyed their headquarters.
After returning to Erma Planet, they finally enjoyed a stint of peaceful, quiet days again.
For Jiang Cheng, who had been running around for so long, days like this were truly rare.
But his mood was not calm. He had new worries. Although this worry seed utterly trivial, it still managed to disturb him.
Ba Lv, who had escaped from Black Exhaust Headquarters, had been following them all along. Although this little station girl had completely broken with the Black Group, she was, after all, soone from the Dark World.
Whether to accept her—this question had been gnawing at Jiang Cheng.
The balcony door made a small sound; his female disciple, Yanran, walked out.
Jiang Cheng knew that for his female disciple to co to his side at a ti like this, there had to be sothing she wanted to say.
So he quietly watched the night scene before him and did not ask why she had co out.
When Jiang Cheng had co out just now, Ba Lvluo's face had already darkened. Yanran had seen all of that: Ba Lvluo's face pale, her eyes downcast, her whole body suddenly looking like it had lost its vitality.
Yanran understood exactly what her good friend was thinking in her heart, and at this very mont what she was worried about—she truly knew.
The problem lay with her teacher. Of course, her good friend also had a tiny bit of an issue, but at least in Yanran's eyes, her good friend had already made an initial, real farewell to that evil world of the past. One foot was already stepping into a normal life, and whether her other foot could follow would depend on her teacher's attitude and on receiving his permission.
Seeing Ba Lvluo so sad right now made Yanran feel extrely uncomfortable inside as well.
She and Ba Lv had already beco best friends who told each other everything, and she hoped that in her future life this good friend would always be there at her side.
After just these few short days together, she had already grown used to Ba Lvluo's presence; she liked the feeling of living together with Ba Lvluo.
Just the day before yesterday they had gone out shopping together.
Seeing those beautiful and fashionable clothes in the shop windows, the various exquisite accessories, the two pretty little station girls both loved them from the bottom of their hearts.
They were young and beautiful, but they rarely had the chance to co into contact with such things.
Back when she was in training on their planet, Yanran had seen these exquisite items, but after that she had always lived on the barren Naless Planet.
And Fan Lv was hardly any better off than Yanran. Since childhood she had been trained by the Black Group; after she grew up, she had always been in places that could not see the light of day to hone her stealth. Only when carrying out missions could she leave the Black Group's base.
So when the two of them ca into contact with these fashionable things, they were just like ordinary little station girls, instantly falling hopelessly in love with what they saw.
Especially when those shop assistants, from the heart, praised their pretty faces and great figures, saying these outfits and accessories suited them so well—their moods were unbelievably good.
It wasn't that no one had praised them before. Especially Ba Lv—she had carried out countless missions, and every ti she completed them very satisfactorily, so praise was only natural.
But compared with the tone and wording of those past comndations, the complints from these clerks now were like heaven and earth.
Although their ti in this dazzling "world of flowers" had been extrely short, relying on Ba Lv's knack for reading people, she was always able to buy what they wanted at a good price.
Maybe it had sothing to do with talent. Sotis Yanran couldn't help but wonder: why couldn't she herself be like Lvluo?
Every ti she could only follow behind Ba Lv, watching her bare her sharp little teeth, waving her hands as she haggled fiercely with those shop assistants.
Sotis Yanran really had to hand it to her.
Of course, those pretty, fashionable clothes were not sothing they could wear every day, especially those accessories—these things would either be inconvenient for their daily movents or interfere with their cultivation.
So they only put on those exquisite, fashionable outfits in the fitting room, looked at their beautiful reflections in the mirror, and that alone was enough to satisfy them.
Although they didn't buy those garnts that didn't really fit their identities, they had no such scruples about sportswear and all sorts of sports gear.
Yanran had originally had a sizable sum of money in hand, and thanks to her careful budgeting, there was still quite a lot left.
What she hadn't expected was that Ba Lv had actually made off, in passing, with the Little Jin Mo from the Black Group Headquarters. And Ba Lv even told Yanran that if it hadn't been such a rush at the ti, and if she'd had a chance to grab so artwork and such—those things like Zhu Yi—they would have beco one of the richest little ladies on this planet.
Even though there was still a note of regret in Ba Lv's voice—by her account those Zhu Yi pieces were incomparably exquisite, those artworks priceless, and now they'd all been buried underground by one of Jiang Cheng's bombs, which was really a pity.
But the money on Ba Lv's person was just too much.
When the amount of money Ba Lv was carrying appeared in front of those shop assistants, judging from their expressions, they were about to faint.
Yanran really had no mind to count how many digits were in that long string of numbers, but seeing those people act like that, it was obvious they had never seen so much money in their lives.
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