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Moon Soul tugged on the net in a clingy manner - he had eyes only for Moon Soul. It was obvious that her appearance was far less beautiful than his, but one would think that he was staring at a legendary beauty from the way that he looked at her.

He casually replied, ”Yes?”

Meng Fuyao straightened her expression. ”This advice is really important. I can't possibly give it without anything in return,” she bargained.

Finally, Moon Soul looked at her in the eye. ”You're indeed a sly woman. You want me to protect your lives? Sure, provided that the advice is useful,” he smiled, and he slowly added, ”Otherwise… I will kill you first.”

”Deal,” Meng Fuyao agreed without any hesitation, while she resolutely shook away Zhan Beiye's hand. On the other side, Cloud Soul turned her head in anger and barked, ”Moon Soul, on what basis are you interfering in my affairs?”

”On the basis that I have chased you for 38 years, and on the basis that I dare to admit in front of these juniors that I have chased you for 38 years.” Moon Soul was not furious, but every word he said sounded like sharp diamonds. Meeting his gaze, Cloud Soul immediately turned mute and hurriedly looked away.

Meanwhile, Meng Fuyao was slowly climbing onto her feet. Zhan Beiye struggled to pull her back, begging, ”Fuyao, don't take the risk! We have other chances to survive!”

Oblivious, Meng Fuyao ordered, ”Rat, go!”

The guinea pig leaped forward and stuck his fat body in Zhan Beiye's mouth to shut him up.

Spitting out the guinea pig, Zhan Beiye tried to push himself up to stop Meng Fuyao, but he was too badly injured from the individual fight with Cloud Soul. He collapsed back on the ground, almost suffocating the guinea pig.

Meng Fuyao did not look back. She held her knife and slowly walked towards Moon Soul, who turned towards her with his silver net in hand. Looking at him up close, she realized that his appearance never aged and his youth was eternal, completely different from Splendor of Stars who looked handsome from far but shabby when near. Meng Fuyao stared at his face - which was as clear as the bright moon - and a pang of jealousy hit her.

How tragic it was for women that someone in the world could be so blessed as to never age!

She stole a glance at Cloud Soul, who stood as stiff as a wooden doll. Cloud Soul kept twirling her fingers around her hair, continuously trying to pluck off those grey strands that were incomparable to Moon Soul's magnificent silver ones.

Meng Fuyao smiled and confirmed her suspicion. After taking her time to walk up to Moon Soul, she whispered in his ear, ”I will teach you how to chase women.”

As she spoke in a very soft voice, he almost could not hear what she said except for the last word. Coincidentally, Cloud Soul heard that word too, and Meng Fuyao caught her tensing up from the corner of the eye.

Moon Soul doubted, ”You? A young girl, whose teeth have yet to fully grow, knows how?”

”Quality over quantity for teeth, comprehension over age for chasing women,” Meng Fuyao answered as she showcased the perfect one-and-a-half-teeth smile.

She stood so close to Moon Soul that she was almost brushing against his shoulders. Moon Soul was preoccupied in his thoughts, so he did not notice, but Cloud Soul kept looking over once in a while. Smiling wickedly, Meng Fuyao tugged on Moon Soul and said, ”Senior, let's talk somewhere else.”

”No, she will run away,” Moon Soul rejected, refusing to let go of the net.

”I promise you that she won't,” Meng Fuyao leaned in and mumbled, ”You want to know how she feels towards you? Follow me.”

It was comical that she smiled like a witch even though her face was badly bruised. Seeing her sparkling bright eyes made him feel pressured, so Moon Soul conceded, but he warned, ”If she runs, I'll kill you.”

”Up to you.” Meng Fuyao grinned with confidence.

Cloud Soul indeed remained at her spot. Still back-facing Moon Soul, she shouted, ”I want to kill these people before leaving!”

”Sure, sure,” Meng Fuyao smiled. ”After I finish my intimate conversation with Senior Moon Soul, you can kill us however you want.”

Under her sleeves, Cloud Soul clenched her fist so tightly that her veins could be seen. She looked away in silence.

Moon Soul glanced at Cloud Soul's figure, and thoughts seemed to run through his mind. After they crossed a boulder, he spoke to Meng Fuyao, ”In the past 217 times, this is the first time that she has not run away.”

Squatting behind the boulder with a strand of grass in her mouth, Meng Fuyao scolded Cloud Soul, ”Senior, forgive me, but you really are quite dumb.”

”Hmm?” came the reply. It was a strong nasal sound, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop by a few degrees.

”Do you know why she doesn't accept you?” asked Meng Fuyao. This line successfully managed to change the icy and murderous atmosphere to a warm and romantic one. ”Inferiority! Inferiority!” she continued.

”Inferiority?” the old yet beautiful man muttered in disbelief. ”She feels inferior for what?”

Meng Fuyao sighed in exasperation. 'This man is even weirder than Cloud Soul!'

”You come over here,” she said as she dragged Moon Soul over to a puddle of water. ”Have a look at yourself. You never age, and your youth is eternal. You are so beautiful that any human would be jealous of you.”

Staring at his reflection among the ripples, Moon Soul innocently agreed, ”Eh? It seems so. Sigh, I haven't looked at myself in the mirror for so many years.”

Meng Fuyao desperately tried to suppress her desire to beat someone up. Patiently, she continued to advise him, ”You are blessed, your appearance remains the same. But what about her? She's young but her hair has grayed, and her appearance is plain.”

”Even so, she shouldn't reject me,” answered Moon Soul. ”It's not my fault that I'm beautiful.”