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Zhao Caiyi wanted to chase after her, but she felt a sense of powerlessness.
"What should I do? Ling'er, she… sigh."
Zhao Caiyi was anxious and helpless.
Xiao Fan comforted her, "You should rest well. I'll go handle her."
"That's the only way," Zhao Caiyi said with a bitter smile.
Honestly, she hadn't even thought about how to face Zhao Linger herself.
Xiao Fan smiled, tapped her smooth, jade-like forehead, and said, "Don't worry, I'll bring her back."
The relationship between the two was discovered by Zhao Linger, which Xiao Fan did on purpose.
Otherwise, with their cultivation Realm, they could have kept Zhao Linger completely in the dark.
As for why it had to be discovered, it was, of course, because he was too lazy to hide it.
Zhao Linger ran off, her head buzzing.
Her heart was full of questions, but no one could answer them.
She only wanted to escape from here now, to leave this sorrowful place.
However, for Xiao Fan, her cultivation Realm was too low; even if he let her run for a day, she couldn't escape his grasp.
So, Xiao Fan quickly appeared before her, blocking her path.
Upon seeing Xiao Fan, Zhao Linger angrily shouted, "You scoundrel, why did you corrupt my aunt? I'm going back to tell Revered Master right now, just you wait."
Xiao Fan said, "We are mutually willing. Why do you think it's corruption?"
"You can go ask her if I used even a tiny bit of coercive means."
Zhao Linger didn't listen. She said, "You already have my Revered Master, why do you still need other women, you scoundrel!"
"Sorry, I don't feel the need to answer that question. Are you and I related?" Xiao Fan said, spreading his hands.
"You!"
"No means no!"
Zhao Linger knew she was in the wrong and couldn't continue.
Xiao Fan approached her and took her hand, but Zhao Linger mercilessly shook him off.
However, that was nothing. Xiao Fan just softly said, "What are you angry about?"
"What does what happens between Caiyi and me have to do with you?"
"What do Xin Xi and Yu Yue's relationships with me have to do with you?"
"Oh, you do have a relationship with them, but is that not your reason to interfere with their feelings?"
"I am mutually in love with them, and it's a matter of mutual consent. What right do you have to butt in?"
Xiao Fan's voice was very calm, and his series of questions made Zhao Linger feel utterly ashamed.
Right, what did this have to do with her?
But she just couldn't stand it!
Xiao Fan took her hand again. Zhao Linger still tried to shake him off, but this time her strength was much weaker, perhaps due to a lack of confidence, and she couldn't shake him off.
Xiao Fan spent a lot of time explaining and guiding her.
He made her understand that everyone has an independent personality, emotions, and life.
Her current actions were too selfish.
She wasn't caring about them; she just wanted to monopolize their concern and love for her forever.
Every word Xiao Fan spoke hit her weak spot.
Although she didn't admit it, that's exactly what she was thinking.
Finally, after Xiao Fan's persuasion, she gradually stopped crying.
"Hmph, if I find out you're not good to them, I'll beat you to death!"
Zhao Linger went back to explain and apologize to Zhao Caiyi.
She said she shouldn't have been so willful.
There was no rift between the two, and Zhao Caiyi was also beaming with joy.
The few of them sat together, chatting and reminiscing about the past.
Mainly, Zhao Caiyi and Zhao Linger were talking, while Xiao Fan sat by, watching and enjoying a moment of tranquility.
After thinking for a moment, he was under external pressure.
He decided to give up on Zhao Linger, not because she was bad, but because Sheng He, from the Outer World, put pressure on him. Even a powerful expert of the Pen Realm like Wuhu Qifei 11 could only be rubbed on the ground.
He, a small fry, was indeed powerless to resist this powerful external force.
One careless mistake, and he would be enveloped by the "Dawn Black Mist," which brings eternal darkness.
Sigh, for now, he would bid farewell to Zhao Linger.