72: Chapter 72 Luo Xingchen was deceived, Long Ziyan's origin

Chapter 72: Luo Xingchen Is Confused by Dragon Ziyan's Origin

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Feng Jiuge, like a cat whose fur had been ruffled, slammed her hand on the table and cried out in a delicate voice, stopping him.

A hint of gentle anger appeared on her adorable face.

Xiaoyu had specifically told her that "phoenix sister" was an insult, meaning she was ugly.

But this guy dared to call her that, and she was very angry.

If it were before, she would have at most reminded him.

However, ever since Xiaoyu told her those things, the more she looked at this guy, the more disgusted she felt.

Especially since she and her sisters had just confirmed Luo Xingchen’s identity, her aversion had reached an extreme level.

This was also why she had been silent the whole way.

She didn't want to talk to this annoying person.

If Xiaoyu hadn’t given her a task, she would have kicked him off the spirit boat.

And, most, most, most importantly, only Xiaoyu could like her; no other man could.

Because after returning this time to accept the inheritance, her mother told her that, besides her father, the first man she had intimate contact with would be her future husband.

And every inch of her skin had already been touched by Xiaoyu, so she was naturally Xiaoyu’s future bride.

Therefore, this guy saying he liked her also made her very uncomfortable.

The words she didn’t want to hear were all spoken by this disgusting guy, and she couldn't hold back, directly exploding.

She believed that even if the task failed because of this, Xiaoyu would definitely not blame her.

Who told this guy not to shut up? She just couldn't help it.

This… What’s happening?

Luo Xingchen was instantly dumbfounded!

The hand that had just picked up the spirit tea froze in mid-air.

Weren't his words meant to express intimacy? Why couldn't he say them?

Also, 'like' is a form of emotional expression; it doesn't necessarily mean that kind of 'like'!

Why such a big reaction!

“I… you…”

For a moment, he stammered, unsure of what to say.

His face was full of embarrassment.

Dragon Ziyan, who was beside him, also looked surprised.

Although she also felt that Luo Xingchen was a bit abrupt, there was no need for such a big reaction, right?

Feng Jiuge’s expression at this moment was something she had never seen in all these years.

One must know that even when she encountered things she disliked in the past, at most she would just ignore them; if she truly detested something, she would directly kill it.

But she had never verbally confronted anyone.

Today she saw it, but it seemed a bit excessive, didn’t it?

“Jiuge, Brother Luo’s words were unintentional. He’ll remember for the future. For my sake, please don’t be angry!”

Seeing Luo Xingchen’s awkward appearance, she couldn’t help but interject as a peacemaker.

She still had a good impression of Luo Xingchen.

He was sunny and handsome, with an extraordinary demeanor, and although very young, his mindset was mature.

Therefore, she didn't want to see the two of them fall out.

“Brother, you agree, right?!”

Finally, she didn’t forget to give Luo Xingchen a meaningful look.

Girls, if you coax them a bit, they’ll be fine.

As long as Luo Xingchen was willing to humble himself and admit his mistake, based on her understanding of Feng Jiuge, she would definitely not hold a grudge.

“Since that’s the case, I’ll still address you as Miss Feng. I won’t forget it in the future.”

Luo Xingchen glanced at Dragon Ziyan, who was speaking up for him, nodded slightly to her, then stood up and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

This gave face to everyone.

He wouldn't appear obsequious, and humbling himself to elevate others was not in his character.

Before this, he liked people with Feng Jiuge’s personality, but that didn't mean he had to grovel before her.

He had never done so before, and he wouldn't in the future.

Moreover, as a man, how could he let a woman control him?

This sentence was his greatest concession.

He believed that his concession should make Feng Jiuge feel guilty, and perhaps she would even apologize to him.

He had even thought about what to say next.

“You… you scoundrel! You’re the only ‘Miss’ here! Your whole family are ‘Misses’! Hmph…”

However.

His ideas were, after all, very beautiful.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jiuge not only didn’t calm down but became even more irritable.

From confronting him, she directly started using foul language.

The word ‘scoundrel’ was the strongest curse she could think of.

Then, with a cold snort, she stomped her foot and left directly, returning to the pavilion on the spirit boat.

She felt that staying with this guy for another minute would make her unable to resist using her fists to beat him up.

It was either ‘phoenix sister’ or ‘Miss’; this guy was simply going to infuriate her to death.

However, thinking of Xiaoyu’s instructions, she still didn’t make a move, choosing instead to avoid seeing him.

“This… Sister Zi Yan, what did I say? Why is she…?”

Looking at the gradually disappearing figure, Luo Xingchen was numb.

He couldn't help but complain to Dragon Ziyan.

To be honest, his heart was also filled with anger.

If Dragon Ziyan wasn't here, he wouldn't bother with this young lady.

He originally thought she was a very good girl, but he didn't expect her to have such a barbaric side in addition to being playful and cute.

He had misjudged her.

However.

His complaining and grumbling did not receive a response from Dragon Ziyan.

At this moment, she was facing away from Luo Xingchen, looking at Feng Jiuge’s gradually disappearing back, and a turbulent storm raged in her heart.

One time was a coincidence, so what about the second time?

She didn’t notice that her jade hands were trembling.

She didn't even hear Luo Xingchen’s complaints.

Logically speaking, in this world, no one should know about the discriminatory connotations of ‘phoenix sister’ and ‘Miss’.

She could barely understand Feng Jiuge’s reaction the first time.

But the word ‘Miss’ was a very popular term in this world, and it had no derogatory meaning.

Yet Feng Jiuge’s reaction just now, and that particular phrase, how could it be the same as in her own world?

Could it be…?

But that also didn’t make sense; if she came from the same place as her, she shouldn’t be so naive.

While excited, her brows also furrowed deeply.

This was too important to her.

She had been in this world for a full fifty thousand years.

Her only golden finger was immortality.

But the drawback was that she couldn’t cultivate.

She could only unlock cultivation eligibility by sponsoring three immortals.

The first was the Purple Firmament Thunder Lord fifty thousand years ago; she succeeded.

She even once thought that this task was just like that, very easy to complete.

However, the second person she sponsored, Dragon Qingyan, could not achieve immortality, having been stuck in the Heavenly Immortal Realm for tens of thousands of years.

Only then did she realize that the Heavenly Dao’s immortal soul had been extracted by someone.

This made her heart instantly turn cold.

Because failing the task meant being unable to cultivate, and without cultivation, she would lose her life’s goals and pursuits, as if the entire world had lost its luster.

In her helplessness, she finally made a difficult decision: to choose to go into slumber to pass the endless long years.

Before she fell asleep, she prayed, hoping to await the arrival of a grand era that would bring everything back to life.