“Should we proceed to the bridal chamber after the engagement?”
“……”
Li Mo wanted very much to seriously say that the engagement was indeed about consummating the marriage, and he didn’t believe you should ask Shang Qin Qing, or Qingluan, who oversees marriages in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, for her authoritative opinion.
The clan leader of the Shang family was so desperate for candy, he would certainly follow up on his words to mislead…
“Yes!” Shang Qin Qing shouted loudly.
Then she looked at Li Mo, signaling him with her eyes to continue misleading along with her…
“Really? You said you wouldn’t lie to me.”
Ice Chunk’s gaze was serene, and her tone gentle.
Suddenly, Li Mo found that the eloquent mouth he had was malfunctioning, and a voice in his heart said, ‘Such an Ice Chunk you’re deceiving, you really deserve to d*e.’
“This matter is somewhat controversial, but strictly speaking, there isn’t any.”
Shang Qin Qing: “?”
The candy they were supposed to share just flew away? How did you manage that, you little rascal?
Aren’t you the domineering one who doesn’t even fear the top spot? Even ascending the throne you dare, why be afraid now?
“Be good.” Ying Bing finally released the big-headed doll.
Li Mo glanced at Shang Qin Qing, who was as frustrated as iron not turning into steel, and waved his hand seriously:
“Forget it, let’s get back to the main topic. Old Huang just came to give me a message.”
“Has there been any movement from the Huanmo Sect?”
Shang Qin Qing could only temporarily give up, if the Qingyuan Sect were gone, what would she do for candy in the future.
“That’s right, they plan to make their move.” Li Mo nodded.
“Sigh…” Qin Yuzhi’s expression was complicated.
Seeing her look rather grim, Li Mo said, “Master Qin, considering your disciple’s generation, if you can’t bring yourself to…”
“It’s not that.”
“Then why are you sighing?”
“I won’t be able to sleep well tonight.”
Qin Yuzhi snorted: “After thousands of years, they still don’t wake me up; they clearly don’t care about me as their master. What kind of disciples are they? The Huan Shen Sect… will ultimately fade away.”
“…..”
Li Mo felt it might not be a problem with the sect members.
As far as he knew, which one wasn’t a powerhouse? Releasing you is no different from releasing a great terror.
“We have taken the initiative.”
Ying Bing put down the book and asked, “When do they plan to act?”
“When we’re in the bridal chamber.”
Ying Bing: “?”
“What you said is correct. Since we’ve anticipated their moves, we should make full use of them.”
Li Mo’s face turned serious as he continued off-topic: “That’s why I came to discuss this with you.”
“People of the Huanmo Sect probably know…”
“Perhaps… they really don’t know.”
Shang Qin Qing silently gave Li Mo a thumbs up, thinking: ‘You were waiting for this, weren’t you?’ And added:
“When I served as a totem, because we needed to worship deities, serving in the Huan Shen Sect was not allowed to marry. After the term ended and I stepped down, I would seek my own destiny.”
“But… that doesn’t mean you don’t know anything about it, does it?”
Qin Yuzhi naturally knew the rules Shang Qin Qing mentioned, but was still puzzled.
Li Mo pondered for a moment and asked, “Is there a possibility that the Huanmo Sect does not allow its members to leave?”
“……”
The lack of emotion among the Huanmo Sect members was explained.
They simply didn’t understand this aspect.
“We need to set a trap, but we don’t have the conditions. Little Ice Girl said that engagement doesn’t require consummation.”
“If we don’t have the conditions, we can create them.”
Li Mo raised his head and spoke with righteousness: “Ice Chunk, you don’t want to alert them, do you? We are performing for their sake.”
“Yes, yes, yes. When the time comes, I will do my best to take them down.”
******
Shang Qin Qing couldn’t help but raise her thumb and apologize to herself.
She was too hasty; it’s still you, Little Li. Sincerity is the ultimate trump card.
Now it’s fake, but what if we make it real later?
At this moment, Shang Qin Qing wished she could ascend to the heavens with each step, rushing straight to the realm of heaven, blocking all the people of the Huanmo Sect outside at that time.
Ying Bing narrowed her eyes and was silent for a long while: “I feel like you’re fooling me, Sister. You have no evidence.”
“I’m telling the truth.”
“Then… prepare yourself.”
Ying Bing said expressionlessly, then turned and went downstairs, looking businesslike.
Walking up the stairs of the library, her cold appearance made many disciples and martial artists who came out of admiration involuntarily look at her and instinctively lower their heads.
This is the Cold Fairy, indeed living up to her name, both cold and ethereal, making anyone who meets her feel guilty.
Like the emotionless members of the Huanmo Sect, it’s hard to imagine such a person getting engaged, even if it’s to Young Hero Li.
The more she walked out, the redder her face became. When she stepped out of the library, the sunlight illuminated her serene eyes.
“Hey, Senior Ying, wait a moment.”
The library elder suddenly ran out from behind, holding a box:
“Recently, editing martial arts texts has been tiring. Our library doesn’t have other items, so take these candles. They have a calming effect, and prolonged exposure can also improve vision…”
“No need, Elder, keep them for yourself.”
Ying Bing paused slightly, then walked faster, as if something was chasing her from behind.
The library elder was puzzled, scratching his head: “Maybe Senior Ying has better ones?”
No one could have imagined that she, who had edited the library, would think of something completely unrelated to martial arts when seeing a candle.
******
Time quietly passed.
As evening fell, the air was filled with a damp sweetness, the light rain drizzled, rain lines extended from the dark clouds, making the world hazy.
The Joyful Hotpot Restaurant was brightly lit, bustling with activity. This weather was perfect for having hot pot to warm up.
A group of people wearing hoods, whose faces couldn’t be seen, entered the restaurant.
“Sir, how many of you are there?”
Meng Can, who used to be Xiao Douzi in Nijiao Alley, had grown taller and stronger. Seeing guests, he immediately welcomed them.
“Little Jiang hasn’t returned yet? She must be staying in the Imperial Capital for a while.”
Li Mo glanced around the restaurant and felt somewhat relieved.
After all, there were people from the Huanmo Sect occupying the place. The others were fine, but Little Jiang’s identity could easily be recognized by the Huanmo Sect, leading to unpredictable consequences.
“Five.”
“Alright, I suggest you order two pots, a tomato pot and a spicy pot, our specialty…”
“Not for food, we’re here on business.”
Li Mo waved his hand.
“Gurgle…”
“Um… Sir, aren’t you hungry? Our sesame paste is also a specialty. Dipped with mutton, it’s soft and delicious, making one drool…”
“Sip!”
“…..”
Li Mo glanced at Elder Qian, who was short and stout even under the cloak, wondering if the elders were reliable teammates.
But he also knew that Elder Qian was acting out of instinct, and helplessly said:
“Then bring some beef and mutton, and prepare the pots as you suggested.”
Elder Qian nodded and emphasized: “Normal green onions and garlic, more sesame paste, and the bill can be…”
As he spoke, Elder Qian paused. He didn’t know where the Huanmo Sect members were staying.
Just then, everyone heard a ‘thud’ upstairs, the sound of a door being pushed open forcefully.
Luo Yexian came out enthusiastically:
“Who’s playing mahjong? I’ll join in!”
Li Mo: “……”
It seemed the opposite side was less reliable after all.
