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402 pages, Kindle Edition
Published November 3, 2025


Yan Wushi blinked at him. "My good A-Qiao, are you worried about my venerable self?"
Though his face didn't reveal his age, this man was already past forty, and he was still trying to act cute. It was really...
Too shameless.

Yan Wushi grabbed Shen Qiao's hand without waiting for his answer. [...] Shen Qiao was unable to pull his hand back. "... You act like I'm not going. What are you doing, Yan Zongzhu?"
"A-Qiao, have you never heard of 'walking arm in arm?"
"That's reserved only for the closest of friends!"
Yan Wushi looked dismayed. "Are we not the closest of friends?"
[...]
"How many people in this world have shared as many life-and-death experience as we have? Don't you feel extremely honored to have someone as charming as my venerable self as your friend?"
"Can I say no?" asked Shen Qiao.
"No," said Yan Wushi.

He couldn't help but raise his head, just in time to see Yan Wushi's head drop low as he coughed up blood.
Shen Qiao's face contorted in horror. All else flew from his mind as he hurriedly leapt up to support him. "What's wrong? Was the wine poisoned?!"
[...]
Yan Wushi suddenly smiled and pulled him into his arms. "Your panic reveals your concern. A-Qiao, your words truly don't match your heart!"
Shen Qiao stared at him. "You... you weren't poisoned?"
Yan Wushi wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his lips and said, "I accidentally bit my lip while chewing."

The sun's rays spilled down, shining through the gape leaves and dappling Shen Qiao's body. Even the contours of his cheeks and neck seemed to be cast in a delicate and soft glow. Beholding this scene made a one's heart itch to pick up this beauty and bring him home to hide him there like a treasure, so that in the future, only they'd be privy to seeing him.

"I know you bear many grudges against me dure to what happened in the past," Yan Wushi went on, "but toward you, my heart has already changed completely. As the saying goes, given enough time, one can see someone' s true feelings. Haven't you realized it as well?"
Shen Qiao calmed his breathing and said coldly, "I have never seen Yan Zongzhu's heart before. How should I know whether your heart's changed completely?"
Yan Wushi grabbed his hand and brought it to his own heart. He said softly, "If you don't belive me, you can dig it out and see for yourself, then you'll know. From today onward, this is all yours."



"So you must be Huanyue Yan Zongzhu."
Yan Wushi raised an eyebrow. "You recognize this venerable one?"
"Mm," said Li Qingyu. "Rumor say that Huanyue Zongzhu's egoism is unmatched in thr world. Seeing you today, I can tell that it's well-deserved reputation."


"You are greatly talented, but you are not my match yet. If you'd had another three to five years, you might have been able to fight me. But since you killed Kunye, I cannot let you leave this mountain alive now that I have met you today." face was indifferent, but his words suggested that he was already grasping Shen Qiao's life in his hands.
Shen Qiao smiled and replied with a single word: "Really?"

He was a disciple of Qi Fengge, and from the moment he'd taken over his shizun's mantle, his destiny had been set: this battle was inevitable.

"This is someone who belongs to my venerable self, and you think you can kill him as you please?"
Shen Qiao didn't reply. In truth, the last fight had sapped all his strength, and he's suffered internal injuries. He was beyond exhausted. Before he could realize it, his eyes slid shut, and he fell into a deep slumber.
Yan Wushi looked down, a smile on his lips. He held the man to himself and walked steadily out of Qingcheng Town.
When he woke up, he was already lying on a bed. [...]
Before Shen Qiao could frown and expel the memories of his dream, a teasing voice came from next to his ear. "Which wonderful dream did you have that you're still savoring it after waking up?"
Only then did Shen Qiao realize something was wrong. The object he was leaning against was clearly not a pillow, but...
Yan Wushi's thigh.
He'd woken up with his head pillowed on Yan Wushi's thigh.

"If you want to talk, just talk," he said helplessly. "Can you stop putting your hand on my thigh? It's incredibly undignified."
If not for his injuries and how he was sleeping against the wall, he would havr long rolled off the bed.
Yan Wushi patted him twice nad chucckled. "Oh, so this was actually your leg. I thought it was a cushion."
He reached under the bedding and pulled out a cushion from next to Shen Qiao's leg. Then he placed his hand a top and patted it some more.


4,5 'I'd say my A-Qiao but I know YWS doesn't share' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐/⭐
5 'Shen Qiao must be protected at all costs' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
4,5 'Yan Wushi being cute' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐/⭐
4,5 'Yan Wushi wooing his A-Qiao' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐/⭐
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