C27 (1/2)

She had also thought of finding other famous masters, but it was useless. In this world, only the Misty King was what she needed the most, so she had to win them over.

”I just want to find you!”

Shiyan Qingjun probably thought that Yun Duan was stubborn, so he didn't say anything else. In any case, he wouldn't agree.

Yun Duan looked at Siyan Qingjun with annoyance. He didn't say anything more. He really did make her worried to death.

It had already been half a month since she left the palace. She had to think of something, but there seemed to be nothing she could do.

If her superior cultivation was not bad, she might be able to beat this person and knock him out, then carry him back to the Myriad Temple. However, that was clearly not possible.

It was just a delusion. A delusion.

As the days passed, Yun Duan stood by the small river and watched the water flow slowly, feeling very anxious, but she knew that no matter how anxious she was, it was useless. Siyan Qingjun was a person who did not want to get in the water.

Another day passed. After the heavy rain, the entire valley was filled with fog. The sun broke through the clouds and shone down. Everything was full of life and there was not the slightest hint of autumn.

The water on the stone table instantly dried up. He slowly took a pot of tea and sat down with a book in his hand.

Yun Duan stood by the small river with her hands behind her back, her gaze gazing into the distance through the clouds. She seemed to be thinking about something, and her brow creased.

Siyan Qingjun drank a cup of tea and glanced at the clouds. The woman's body was thin, but she stood up straight. Moreover, she was extremely stubborn. Her thin shoulders seemed to be able to carry everything, standing as straight as they could.

Qin Ni sent a letter. The busy road was so long that he couldn't get out of bed. The previous dynasty was in an uproar over the throne, and Emperor Chen was also completely exhausted.

Yun Duan didn't have much feelings for Emperor Chen, but her heart ached for him. If this was really fate, then she wouldn't be able to avoid it. But now, she couldn't even give him the slightest bit of good news.

There was no progress at all.

However, she couldn't give up just like that. If she did, then she wouldn't know what to do next. Her heart would be in a mess.

Even if she inherited that position, without the assistance of someone she trusted, she knew that she wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

If that was the case, what would happen then?

This wasn't what she wanted. Although she wanted to kill the Sunset Emperor with her own hands, it didn't mean that she wanted to take the entire world with her to the grave. If her Ah Rui was still alive, she definitely wouldn't want her to do that.

Thus, he had to remain calm.

Yun Duan retracted her gaze and looked at the quiet and reading Siyan Qingjun. This person's days were leisurely and leisurely. Aside from the occasional missing person, he spent most of his time in Cloud Valley, as if everything that happened in the outside world really had nothing to do with him.

Forget it, he decided to wait for a few more days.

Yun Duan began walking down the stream. Si Yan Qing Jun stared at her back, deep in thought.

When they reached a deep depression in the river, Yun Duan squatted down to take a look. A few days ago, she had tied up a few black fish in the net and they seemed to be very lively.

She picked out a large fish and let the rest out. Then, she took out her dagger and quickly removed the fish's scales to remove its internal organs. After washing it up, she carried it and slowly walked back.

There were still some fruits left in the mountains. From far away, she could see Si Yan Qing Jun chewing on them. His eyes were fixed on the book, and he looked very relaxed.

He ate with grace, neither fast nor slow, and did not make a sound.

Yun Duan carried the fish and walked in front of Si Yan. She boiled the fish in an earthenware jar and placed it inside. Afterwards, she walked to the stone table and sat down. Her eyes were empty, and no one knew where she was looking at.

Soon, the sound of gurgling water could be heard from inside the jar. When the clouds withdrew their gaze, it was as if they had returned to the desolate mountain.

No one said anything. The only person accompanying her was Old Yellow Dog. Although there was someone sitting across from her, it was as if there wasn't anyone sitting there. During these past few days, the chances of Si Yan Qing Jun asking her questions were low.

The clouds had gotten used to it, so even the answers had become mechanical, just a few sentences over and over again.

Siyan Qingjun put down the book and poured himself a cup of tea. After thinking for a moment, he poured another cup for Yun Duan. He pushed it in front of her and said, ”Taste it!”

Yun Duan raised her eyebrows, feeling very surprised. She looked towards the sky. Could it be that the sun had risen from the west today?

However, she had already drunk a cup of Si Yan Qing Jun's tea. No, she probably wouldn't drink it again after taking a sip. She didn't like the bitter taste, so she stared at the man and spoke the truth, ”Bitter!”

Si Yan Qing Jun was stunned. His black eyes were calm and emotionless as he looked at Yun Duan with a profound look in his eyes.

”No, try it!”

Yun Duan thought that this person was so attentive to her drinking his tea today. Could he have some scheme?

However, he felt that he was being too worried. If he wanted to do something to her, he wouldn't have waited this long and wouldn't have spent so much effort on his tea.

As such, she took a sip of the teacup with a bit of doubt in her heart. Luckily, it was only one sip.

It was a lie. It was clearly more bitter than the first time she drank it. Yun Duan became sad and wanted to vomit, but Si Yan Qing Jun looked at her with his deep and clear gaze.

He could only swallow slowly, bit by bit.

When she finally finished swallowing, she opened her mouth to speak. She pulled the teacup to the side and said, ”It's still very bitter. It's even more bitter than when I first came here!”

Siyan Qingjun frowned. He picked up his cup and took a sip. After savoring it for a long time, he shook his head. ”It's not bitter!”

”…”

Were their tastes also different?

Or could it be that the city's top experts were stronger than most people when it came to enduring bitterness?

Yun Duan didn't know, but she chose not to drink Si Yan Qing Jun's tea again.

However, what she found strange was that this person clearly had a pure and noble temperament, so why did he like to drink this extremely rich and bitter tea?

Yun Duan's eyes turned over to Si Yan Qing Jun and asked, ”Why do you like to drink this tea?”

ShiYan Qingjun was stunned. For a moment, confusion flashed through his black eyes. Yun Duan's mouth twitched. Did he not know?

Impossible, right?