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Rong Ming, like Rong Xing, was exhausted, but his stronger physique had its advantages, allowing him to endure better. Yet, when he saw his first friend swaying in the air, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but laugh before falling asleep.
It wasn’t long before Hui Yue had soone prepare two guest rooms. In less than half an hour, the Rong twins each had their own room, and, overwheld by fatigue, they sank into a dreamless slumber.
Hui Yue’s face showed a bitter smile as he clenched his fists, sensing the earth beneath reacting to his posture. The sensation of controlling the earth surpassed his expectations by a considerable asure. However, now that the Rong twins had fallen asleep, Hui Yue pondered why it felt so different from controlling fire, as if his Fire Elent Affinity hadn’t fully resonated with him.
"You’ve perfected your use of fire," Lan’s voice suddenly echoed in Yan Xiaobao’s mind. "Perfecting it ans you can wield skills without needing spells, but fire is still just a tool for you. Though you have a strong elental affinity for fire, you haven’t truly synchronized with it. Fire hasn’t yet beco a part of you—it’s not yet a piece of your soul."
Hearing this reply left Yan Xiaobao openly perplexed. "Then, how do I synchronize with it?" he asked eagerly, ready to begin imdiately. Just as he was about to return to the backyard, he sensed the arrival of more guests.
Yan Xiaobao walked to the front door and saw Wang Julong together with Deng Wu. Unlike the Rong twins, the two were chatting jovially, with visible smiles as they bantered with one another.
When they saw Hui Yue, their smiles lingered on their faces, but their expressions turned stern, offering a slight but respectful greeting. They both entered the house and found a place to sit, while Sha Yun resud tea service.
That is, she handed Deng Wu a cup of tea, smiling and giving him a welcoming nod. Wang Julong, on the other hand, was entirely ignored.
Luckily, Yan Xiaobao had anticipated this. He had already instructed a servant to bring a second cup of tea. anwhile, everyone except the four friends left the room, giving them space to privately discuss certain matters.
"It will start in a few days," Deng Wu’s face bore a solemn expression. "Am I wrong about our families?"
Every ti Deng Wu visited Yan Xiaobao’s mansion, he would ask the sa question, and each ti, Yan Xiaobao would offer the sa answer: no. As Deng Wu sipped the warm tea, he sank slowly into his chair, letting out a sigh of relief.
The three of them started chatting about small matters, like what they’d been eating recently or the changes in their cultivation levels since their last eting.
Thanks to relying on the cultivation techniques of the Dragon Zodiac, Deng Wu had grown significantly stronger, successfully leaping up two stars in the major rank. Even so, he still lacked any impressive Spiritual Art. Since receiving an invitation to join the Deng Family, Yan Xiaobao had yet to share anything with him.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps could be heard as Rong Xing entered the room. Her complexion was slightly improved compared to before, but she was still pale, with dark circles visible under her eyes. Upon seeing Deng Wu and Wang Julong, a faint smile ford on her lips. She walked toward them and settled into a chair, facing two friends she hadn’t seen in a long ti.
"We’re friends, aren’t we?" she asked softly, her voice hoarse and carrying a sleepy tone. Hearing the question, Deng Wu’s eyes flickered briefly, and he nodded.
"Don’t worry, my flower," he said, utterly serious for once. "We’ll always be friends; I swear no harm will ever co to you."
Wang Julong, after staring at Deng Wu for a while, also decided to nod, agreeing with what the older boy had just said. Rong Xing wasn’t their target, after all, which made Deng Wu’s assurances of her safety quite credible.
Her reaction to his answer was a mixture of relief and hurt; the response sufficed to address the question but didn’t reveal what their families were planning. Consequently, Rong Xing was left with an array of complex emotions. Despite this, she felt a budding sense of trust in Deng Wu, who had openly expressed that they would always remain friends.
A true friend is always there when needed and never betrays. That’s all she genuinely needed to know. Within Yan Xiaobao’s mansion, a few friends gathered together, spending ti and chatting, just like they used to back in the academy.
As the sun set, the friends finally dispersed, leaving only Xu Yue and Sha Yun still at the mansion. In Yan Xiaobao’s eyes, happiness was evident, as for once he didn’t feel like he was forced to carefully choose his friends.
"Why don’t you tell Sister Xing about their plans?" Sha Yun asked again, but Yan Xiaobao simply shook his head. "You know why Deng Wu and Wang Julong often visit us. If I told her, she would be upset, and who knows whom she might inform? No matter how much we want to do, there are so secrets that simply cannot be shared." Yan Xiaobao’s face bore a sad smile as he gently patted Sha Yun on the head.
"I’m sorry for getting you involved in all this ss," he said softly, pulling Sha Yun along to the kitchen. He had already sent the chef away early, so he personally prepared a al for the two of them—master and beast—to share together.
"Don’t worry," Sha Yun said with a radiant smile on her beautiful face. "If there’s anything I can help you with, then please let know," she continued, eager to offer her assistance.
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