Chapter 931 – Parting Is Only a Letter Away (1/2)

Ze Tian Ji Mao Ni 35090K 2022-07-22

Chapter 931 – Parting Is Only a Letter Away

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

On the same night, the Mount Li Sword Sect arranged a dinner in the valley, using a bonfire to roast meat.

This sort of treatment for someone like the Pope was inevitably a little disrespectful.

Chen Changsheng had no objection. He knew that it was because Qi Jian was somewhat shy and unwilling to leave the valley and meet so many of her fellow disciples.

Moreover, roasting meat over the fire had a rustic charm which he found quite pleasant. However, it reminded him of that night roasting meat and drinking wine at Sloping Cliff Horse Farm. He realized that Qiushan Jun had not appeared, causing him to feel a rather complex mixture of emotions.

Tang Thirty-Six had a bowl of wine in hand as he chatted with Ye Xiaolian, amusing her so much that she was shaking from laughter.

Gou Hanshi and Hu Thirty-Two were seated together, engaging in whispered discussion. They were probably planning how to handle some important matters in the future.

Guan Feibai and Bai Cai were sitting at Chen Changsheng's side, their eyes fixed in front of them, their bodies not even flinching.

On the other side of the bonfire, Zhexiu and Qi Jian were sitting together.

Qi Jian leaned on his shoulder, the smile on her face appearing particularly happy in the light of the fire.

The new clothes Zhexiu was wearing were very eye-catching. It was easy to see that the skill of the tailor was rather mediocre, but the dense needlework was proof of how much effort and thought had been put into them.

Chen Changsheng was rather gratified to see this sight, but Guan Feibai and the others felt awful, leading to their quick departure from the valley. Ye Xiaolian soon followed after them.

On this quiet night, the fire crackled in the wind. Qi Jian leaned on Zhexiu's shoulder, softly humming a little tune.

Chen Changsheng looked around him, then with a thought, he brought Nanke out of the Garden of Zhou.

Upon seeing Nanke suddenly appear by the fire, Qi Jian became nervous, her hands subconsciously going for the sword at her waist.

”You should be calling her Aunt. There's no need to be so nervous,” Chen Changsheng said.

Qi Jian blankly stared for a while before getting his meaning. She gazed at Nanke's face, her mood complex.

Tang Thirty-Six's gaze moved between Nanke and Qi Jian, ultimately falling on Chen Changsheng as he said, ”I feel like this sort of seniority is a little messy.”

Chen Changsheng ignored him as he told Qi Jian his intentions.

In the following days, Nanke would also be living in Mount Li, and he hoped that Qi Jian would help take care of her.

Upon confirming that this matter had received the Sect Master's silent approval, Qi Jian naturally had no reason to object.

Leaving Nanke at the Mount Li Sword Sect was a decision Chen Changsheng had reached after long and careful deliberation.

His first priority was Nanke's safety. Wuqiong Bi's questions at Holy Maiden Peak were still ringing in his ear, and if she was not at his side, only the Mount Li Sword Sect was able and willing to accept a Demon Princess. In addition, the Mount Li Sword Sect's Just Sword's Clear Music might assist in recovering Nanke's intelligence.

One could be treated as easily as two. In any case, since Zhexiu needed to remain at Mount Li to treat his illness, Nanke might as well stay here as well.

As Chen Changsheng and Qi Jian conversed, Nanke blankly stared at him, perplexed as to why they needed to part.

Just like in the last few days, she clung to his clothes, though this time with more force.

Looking into her eyes, Chen Changsheng felt a little depressed, but there was nothing he could do. Only after softly coaxing her for some time did he succeed in having Nanke loosen her grip.

Qi Jian had been watching the entire time. She suddenly very seriously said, ”I have no intention of calling you Uncle.”

Chen Changsheng froze while Tang Thirty-Six's laughter could be heard deep in the plains on the edge of the valley, startling countless birds.

”My father also would never want to call you his brother-in-law.”