532: Chapter 532 It's normal for boyfriends and girlfriends to hug and cuddle!

"In such a hurry?"

Chejier was stunned on the spot.

Elder Wei A-Guer sighed, his voice carrying a hint of exhaustion and tension.

"I only just managed to escape with great difficulty!"

"But you know that guy—he's incredibly vindictive!"

"He's sent people from the Dragon Group to conduct a carpet search for me!"

"I'm afraid if this drags on too long, I won't be able to hold out."

"Understood." Chejier's voice was as dark as water. "I'll inform the others immediately and strive to arrive by tomorrow morning!"

"Good."

Elder Wei A-Guer hung up the phone, his white robe already soaked through with cold sweat.

Grandma's legs!

He had actually just told a massive lie with a straight face!

This was simply too thrilling!

He looked up at Ye Chen. "Mr... Mr. Ye, you heard everything?"

Ye Chen nodded, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"Well done."

Elder Wei A-Guer felt as if he had been granted a grand pardon; his entire body nearly slumped to the ground.

Feeling as if he'd been granted a grand pardon, his tense body relaxed slightly, but it quickly tightened up again.

He swallowed hard, a flicker of hope flashing in his eyes. "Then... then can you let me go?"

"Do you take me for a fool?"

Ye Chen frowned, the smile on his face fading slightly. "If I let you go now and they don't show up, then what?"

Elder Wei A-Guer's face stiffened, his lips trembling a few times.

He had, of course, thought of this layer.

Once Ye Chen let him go, he would immediately flee back to the Kunlun Ruins and tell the people of the Holy Sect not to come...

But Ye Chen was clearly much shrewder than he had imagined, giving him no opportunity to exploit any loopholes.

The expression on Elder Wei A-Guer's face completely collapsed, his voice carrying a hint of a sob. "Then... then what do you want?"

Ye Chen put his hands in his pockets and spoke indifferently.

"Until they arrive, you are not allowed to be more than a thousand meters away from me."

"The moment you exceed that distance..."

He paused, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly to reveal a harmless smile.

"I guarantee you will die so thoroughly that even your parents won't recognize you."

Endless fear appeared on Elder Wei A-Guer's face.

He didn't think Ye Chen was joking with him.

"I... I understand." Elder Wei A-Guer immediately backed down.

Ye Chen didn't spare him another glance, turning around and walking toward the entrance of the building.

Elder Wei A-Guer stood there, watching the receding back, his heart filled with a mix of emotions.

Just as Ye Chen was about to enter the building, he suddenly couldn't help but ask loudly, "Just... just how strong are you?"

Ye Chen's footsteps paused. He tilted his head, his profile flickering between light and shadow under the streetlamp.

"Perhaps Golden Core."

"But I don't know exactly how strong I am either."

"I hope your Sect Leader can help me test it out."

After those words fell.

He stepped into the building, his figure disappearing into the shadows of the foyer.

Elder Wei A-Guer stood there, frozen as if struck by lightning.

Ye Chen's words from moments ago echoed repeatedly in his mind.

It sounded like humility.

But if one thought about it carefully, it was clearly...

Ye Chen already knew his plan!

For example...

He hadn't called all the elders and the Sect Leader of the Holy Sect to help share the pressure, but to take this opportunity to assemble the full power of the Holy Sect and surround and kill Ye Chen in one fell swoop.

Yet Ye Chen knew clearly it was a trap, but still let him finish that phone call and even cooperated with interest to finish acting out this scene.

What did this mean?

It meant Ye Chen didn't care at all how many people the Holy Sect sent.

If one came, he would kill one.

If a group came, he would kill a group.

If they all came, he would kill them all.

This was the confidence of a true powerhouse!!!

Looking at Ye Chen's back, Elder Wei A-Guer was momentarily dazed.

"Just what kind of monster is this kid?"

"It's one thing for his cultivation to be sky-high, but even his wisdom is like that of a demon..."

The night wind blew past, its chill penetrating his skin and reaching his marrow.

He shivered but did not leave.

It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that he didn't dare.

A thousand-meter radius—it wasn't exactly large, but it wasn't small either.

No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't outrun a single slap from Ye Chen...

If he really stepped out, wouldn't he just be inviting suffering?

Elder Wei A-Guer took a deep breath and, dragging his heavy steps, walked in the direction where Ye Chen had disappeared.

He had to find a place to stay and, before noon tomorrow, honestly remain within that lord's line of sight.

As for the Holy Sect? The Sect Leader? Those elders?

Elder Wei A-Guer gave a bitter laugh and silently lit a stick of incense for them in his heart.

Sorry, everyone.

I didn't want this either.

But who told you to run into such a monster?

...

Early the next morning.

Ye Chen came out of his room and found that the main hall had been restored to its original state.

That's right.

The Dragon Group people had personally come to handle it, having people redecorate it overnight.

Formaldehyde?

Non-existent!

In front of a Cultivator, never mind formaldehyde—even if neutrinos came, they would have to die!

As soon as Ye Chen came out, he smelled a fragrance.

He didn't even need to guess; it was Bing Lan tinkering with breakfast.

And so.

He walked into the kitchen.

He saw Bing Lan standing before the stove, wearing light gray loungewear, her long hair casually pinned back with a wooden hairpin, revealing her fair and slender neck.

She held a pair of long chopsticks, frying a few poached eggs in a flat pan, which gave off an inviting aroma.

Millet porridge was cooking in a small pot beside her, bubbling away with steam rising in curls, blurring her profile.

Ye Chen leaned against the doorframe, watching Bing Lan's busy back, and a sudden sense of inexplicable satisfaction welled up in his heart.

This scene looked exactly like the morning of an ordinary married couple.

He walked in softly and reached out from behind, encircling Bing Lan's slender waist.

He rested his chin in the crook of her shoulder, his nose brushing against her earlobe.

Bing Lan's body stiffened slightly, her hand holding the chopsticks paused, and her small face instantly flushed red.

"What are you doing?"

"Uncle and Aunt are both outside!"

Ye Chen didn't let go; instead, he tightened his arms, pulling her closer into his embrace.

"Just holding you for a bit. Who told you to sneak out on your own."

"I..."

Bing Lan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but her mind was muddled by the warm breath coming from Ye Chen.

"I'm cooking, it'll burn in a moment."

"If it burns, it burns. At worst, we'll just make it again."

Ye Chen's voice was muffled. "You went to sleep so early last night, I didn't even have time to talk to you."

Bing Lan's eyelashes fluttered, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up slightly. "What is there to say?"

"Plenty."

Ye Chen rubbed against her hair. "Like that business with the princess..."

"Handle her business yourself." Bing Lan interrupted him, her tone indifferent. "I don't care."

Ye Chen was stunned. "You really don't care?"

"Could I even manage if I wanted to?" Bing Lan countered.

Ye Chen: "..."

Hearing this, why did it feel a bit off?

Just as he was about to press further, a sudden flurry of footsteps came from the kitchen entrance.

"Younger Male Cousin! Sister Bing Lan! You..."

Li Qin's voice came to an abrupt halt.

She stood at the kitchen door, her eyes wide as she looked at the two people embracing.

The next second.

She abruptly raised both hands, covering her eyes.

"Ah! I can't see anything! You two continue!"

Her voice was very loud and her tone exaggerated, but the gaps between her fingers were spread wider than anyone's.

A pair of dark, round eyes peeked through the gaps, blinking as they watched the two in the kitchen.

Ye Chen: "..."

Bing Lan: "..."

Good grief!

She hadn't seen anything?

Wouldn't that make her blind?

Ye Chen let go of Bing Lan, turned around, and looked at Li Qin with a speechless expression.

"So what?"

"We're boyfriend and girlfriend; isn't it normal to hug?"

Li Qin lowered her hands, put them on her hips, and retorted righteously.

"I don't know if it's normal or not, but anyway, didn't you say last time you'd help me break through too?"

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized.

She was talking about when he had boosted Liu Qingluo's strength last time; Li Qin had indeed been watching eagerly from the side.

And.

She had severely condemned Ye Chen for being unfair!

At that time, he had casually promised 'next time for sure,' and then he had forgotten about it.

Ye Chen gave a dry cough. "That..."

"That what?" Li Qin stomped her foot, her cheeks puffing out like a pufferfish. "Did you forget?"

Ye Chen's mouth twitched. "I didn't forget."

"Then why won't you help me?"

"Because..."

Ye Chen's mind raced, searching high and low for an excuse. "Because you weren't ready yet."

"I'm ready!"

Li Qin puffed out her chest with a serious face. "I was so excited last night I didn't sleep a wink, just waiting for you to help me break through!"

Looking at her high-spirited appearance, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Well.

This girl was determined.

He thought for a moment and nodded. "Fine, then I'll help you break through too."

Anyway, he'd had a good time last night; giving Li Qin a boost wouldn't cost much.

Besides...

Five more would be delivered today; he was making a definite profit!

Li Qin was stunned at first, then her eyes suddenly lit up like two light bulbs being switched on.

"Really?"

"Really."

"If you help me, I'll serve you tea, pour you water, and wash your underwear from now on!"

Ye Chen's face instantly went dark. "Who wants you to wash their underwear?"

"Then what do you want me to wash?"

Li Qin tilted her head, looking innocent. "Socks? Bed sheets? Or battle-damaged supplies?"

Bing Lan's small face turned red as an apple.

This little girl really had no filter...

"Enough, enough."

Ye Chen quickly interrupted her, fearing she would blurt out more scandalous words. "Don't wash anything. Just sit there properly."

Li Qin giggled, not minding at all, and turned to run toward the living room.

"Then I'll go prepare first!"

That cheerful back looked like a frolicking rabbit.