72: What about Chapter 72? Am I overthinking it?

In the Gravity Chamber next door, Zhao Qingyue was a bit distracted.

Under the pressure of 2.5 times gravity, she had already finished a complete set of palm techniques, followed immediately by a set of basic fist techniques.

Now, she was cycling through the palm techniques again, trying to focus her mind through mechanical repetition. But her thoughts were like uncontrollable vines, constantly spreading.

She couldn't help but recall the conversation with Yuwei in the hot spring pool yesterday. Yuwei's firm gaze and the words, "Tomorrow, I plan to confess to Lin Yun," echoed repeatedly in her mind.

Yuwei was right next door, and Lin Yun was there too. How were the two of them... doing now? Had Yuwei... confessed? Did Lin Yun accept? Or... had something else happened?

Zhao Qingyue's heart was in turmoil, as if two forces were pulling at her. One was the nervousness and anticipation for her good friend potentially taking a brave step. The other was a hidden sense of loss and... a faint unwillingness that she herself didn't want to delve into.

After finishing the palm techniques, sweat had already soaked her training clothes. Continuing to Cultivate under 2.5 times gravity was a significant burden for her, and the physical exertion was immense.

But she didn't stop to rest; she began a new round of fist technique practice, as if wanting to suppress the inner turmoil with physical exhaustion.

Halfway through, the heavy alloy door slid open silently, and Lin Yun walked in.

Zhao Qingyue's heart skipped a beat, and her movements faltered for a split second. She hastily steadied herself, immediately adjusted her breathing, and forced herself to regain composure while quickly scanning Lin Yun from the corner of her eye.

Unfortunately, Lin Yun looked no different than usual. His expression was calm, his gaze focused, his clothes tidy, and even his hairstyle wasn't messy. There was no unusual flush or special expression on his face. He seemed... to have just finished an ordinary teaching session.

She wanted to ask, but the words couldn't make it out of her mouth. "Lin Yun, did Yuwei confess to you?" — how could she ever ask such a question?

Lin Yun was also observing her. When he walked in, he still had a hint of expectation in his heart. He expected to see some reaction from Zhao Qingyue. After all, she and Chen Yuwei were like sisters, perhaps she knew something, or even... would she also be moved and show some reaction?

However, apart from the flushed face, slightly rapid breathing, and hair dampened by sweat on her forehead due to high-gravity Cultivation, Zhao Qingyue before him was almost indistinguishable from how she looked after Cultivating yesterday or the day before.

She was panting slightly, sweat sliding down her fair, slender neck, lingering for a moment on her delicate collarbone before disappearing into her collar. The post-exercise flush added a touch of vivid charm to her elegant and gentle face. Her eyes were clear, carrying a trace of post-practice fatigue, but mostly they held that earnest glow of focus on the martial Dao. She was beautiful, but... there seemed to be no other meaning.

Lin Yun felt a slight sense of loss in his heart, then immediately felt relieved: It seems he had overthought it. Yuwei's bold confession might just be an isolated case. Qingyue's personality was more introverted and reserved, so she probably wouldn't... Forget it, there was no rush anyway. After marrying Yuwei in a grand ceremony, he would find a suitable opportunity to properly express his feelings to Qingyue and bring her home too. Good sisters should always be together.

"Are you tired? How about taking a break first?" Lin Yun spoke gently, breaking the silence.

"No, no need, I can still keep going." Zhao Qingyue quickly shook her head, forcing herself to concentrate. "Lin Yun, regarding that set of fist techniques just now, there are a few connecting parts that I still feel aren't very smooth. Could you guide me again?"

"Of course." Lin Yun nodded, gathering his focus, and re-entered teaching mode. One was teaching very seriously, and the other was learning very seriously. In the Gravity Chamber, only the sound of wind from their movements, the subtle sounds of fists and palms breaking through the air, and Lin Yun's occasional concise and clear guidance remained. The atmosphere was serious and focused, as if the romantic confession that had just happened next door was merely a distant illusion.

In the rest area, Su Yingxue and the other three looked at the "normal" to the point of being perfectly normal teaching scene in the Gravity Chamber and exchanged glances. "Could it be... that we really overthought it?" "Qingyue looks like she completely doesn't know, right?" Shen Youqing hesitated.

Wu Qingya: "Yeah, it's exactly the same as usual. And husband... doesn't seem to have any special reaction either." Lin Qianxi: "Maybe... Sister Qingyue just has this kind of personality? A bit slow to warm up?"

Su Yingxue rubbed her chin, thoughtful: "That shouldn't be... Yesterday, Yuwei was so full of confidence; even if Qingyue wasn't proactive, she should at least have had some signs of 'knowing'... Let's wait and see."

However, until the Cultivation time for this afternoon ended completely, there were still no signs of any reversal on Zhao Qingyue's side. She just earnestly asked Lin Yun a few questions about Cultivation, then ended the training and walked out of the Gravity Chamber with Lin Yun.

After Cultivation was finished, everyone went to wash up and change into clean, comfortable casual clothes. When everyone gathered again at the entrance of the Training Room, preparing to return to the main residence together, the atmosphere seemed no different from yesterday.

Su Yingxue linked arms with Shen Youqing, Wu Qingya and Lin Qianxi walked to the side, and Lin Yun and Chen Yuwei walked side by side. The setting sun cast a warm golden layer over everything.

But Zhao Qingyue keenly felt that something seemed different. She deliberately slowed her pace, falling half a step behind the others, her gaze quietly scanning back and forth between Lin Yun and Chen Yuwei.

Sure enough! The gaze Lin Yun directed at Chen Yuwei, although still gentle, had an extra layer of something deeper and more intimate compared to the pure appreciation and friendliness from before. It was the gaze of looking at one of his own, the gaze of looking at a "future wife."

When his gaze fell on Chen Yuwei, it would unconsciously linger a bit longer, and the smile at the corners of his mouth was softer. And Chen Yuwei... her change was even more obvious! Although she tried hard to conceal it, her eyes and brows revealed an indescribable radiance and sweetness. Her whole person seemed to have been injected with new vitality, and even her walk seemed to carry a bit of light-hearted joy. That wasn't just the satisfaction after Cultivation, but more like... the brightness radiating from the inside out after being quietly nourished by love.

Could it be... that Yuwei really confessed? And looking at this situation, Lin Yun accepted?! Zhao Qingyue's heartbeat quickened again. A mixture of the certainty of "as expected" and the panic of "then what should I do" intertwined.

"Qingyue, what are you thinking about? Zoning out?" Lin Yun's gentle voice suddenly sounded beside her; he had slowed his pace at some point and was walking side by side with her.

"Ah!" Zhao Qingyue was startled, like a child caught doing something bad, and quickly waved her hands. "No, nothing! I was just thinking about a power point in the fist techniques from earlier..."

Lin Yun turned his head to look at her, his eyes gentle but with a hint of inquiry: "Is that so? I noticed you've been a bit uneasy since coming out of the Gravity Chamber. Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Or was the Cultivation intensity too high?"

"I'm not feeling unwell! The intensity was just right!" Zhao Qingyue quickly denied it, while her brain was spinning rapidly, trying to find a reasonable excuse. She scanned her surroundings quickly. This was the path from the Training Room back to the main residence, with a meticulously maintained garden beside it. In the distance, there was a shimmering artificial lake, and in the garden, there were lawns, pavilions, flower beds... Garden, lake, open space... Got it!