Searching for him among the crowd thousands of times, suddenly turning back, that person was actually...

Sorry.

Wrong stage this time.

Already overwhelmed with a flurry of thoughts, seeing the Taoist nun standing outside suddenly caused Jiang Chen's heart to skip a beat.

He very much wanted to know something now.

How long had he been inside?

Their eyes met, only the light evening breeze blew past.

The street outside the haunted house was silent and awkward.

"Why are you here?"

At such times, one must not panic. Besides, the Taoist nun outside might not necessarily know what specifically happened inside.

When things are still uncertain, one should strive to think positively.

Just so happens.

Jiang Chen has never lacked an optimistic spirit.

After a brief moment of stagnation, he casually walked towards Tanki Liuli, while discreetly observing her expression.

Serene.

Calm.

Not much different from usual.

This secretly allowed Jiang Chen to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Weren't you having dinner?"

Jiang Chen forced himself to remain calm as he approached, confirming that she and Youmao were eating quite well when he left.

"Finished."

Tanki Liuli answered softly, her face of unparalleled beauty showing no ripples, revealing no clues at all.

"When did you finish eating?"

Jiang Chen asked as if casually.

"When you left."

Duanmu Daoist answered all questions.

Hearing this answer, Jiang Chen's heart couldn't help but skip.

When he left?

Could it be, perhaps, wouldn't it be, that she followed him here?

Thinking of this, even someone as good at controlling emotions as Jiang Chen couldn't help but let his expression stiffen for a moment.

"Why didn't you call me when you arrived? Why stand outside?"

Jiang Chen forced a smile; he truly was the ultimate optimist. As long as reality wasn't a hundred percent in front of him, he wouldn't give up on positive fantasies.

This time Tanki Liuli didn't answer immediately but silently watched.

Being gazed at by those pure, flawless eyes, Jiang Chen's heart inexplicably fluttered like a guitar being randomly strummed.

"Not very convenient."

Finally.

Tanki Liuli replied.

Just this reply was like a guitar string suddenly snapping, severely denting Jiang Chen's optimistic spirit, sending his heart plummeting.

Was she really "eavesdropping"?!

Could the Taoist nun have X-ray vision?!

Or.

Did the sound come out?

This possibility indeed existed.

In the dead of night, any sound would be amplified, not to mention, a certain beauty was truly tormented and the bruises all over her body bore the best evidence, naturally making her cries much more intense than usual.

Moreover.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but glance at the courtyard wall.

About three meters high.

An ordinary person might struggle to climb over, let alone the Taoist nun.

However.

Back to the previous question.

Since she came, why didn't she call him? Why didn't she go inside?

Everything tonight could have clearly been avoided!

Of course.

Such thoughts of shirking responsibility only stayed in his mind, Jiang Chen wouldn't voice them, not out of moral compulsion, for his morals had completely collapsed tonight.

Mainly for fear of being beaten.

His walking style now was already unsteady; he truly wasn't fit to spar with the Taoist nun.

"What's the inconvenience, it's not like you're unfamiliar."

Joking, playing dumb, what other choice did he have?

Duanmu Daoist and the severely injured Miss Fujiwara were indeed old acquaintances, having crossed paths many times before.

Biting her lip, the young Taoist nun seemed to have questions, a hint of confusion and bewilderment leaked from her pure, translucent eyes.

"Why did you hit her?"

"..."

It was as if crows flew overhead.

Jiang Chen was stunned, his whole body stiffened, black lines forming on his forehead.

The bad news is—she really heard it.

The good news is—misunderstood it.

Luckily, Duanmu Daoist had spent the first half of her life in seclusion, completely unaware of the passions and desires of the mortal world, otherwise, even if it were a fifth or sixth grade elementary student, Jiang Chen's reputation would have been ruined!

Today's elementary students have a broad range of knowledge, definitely stronger in understanding than Duanmu Daoist.

Looking at the knowledge-hungry young Taoist nun, Jiang Chen tugged at the corners of his mouth; though stiff and unattractive, it was indeed a smile.

Well then.

The plot thickens.

Though being mistakenly thought to hit women isn't honorable, at least, it's better than being mistaken for a beast.

Choosing the lesser of two evils.

Jiang Chen's heart, which was about to hit rock bottom, suddenly relaxed, landing safely.

Why hit someone?

This question also seemed difficult to explain.

Jiang Chen's brain was racing.

"... We're working with her now, you know?"

Tanki Liuli nodded, unclear if she completely understood, but it didn't matter.

"Just now, she and I had some disagreements, like you going to buy a cake priced at ten bucks, but the vendor asks for twenty."

This was entirely nonsense for kids.

But this was the Taoist nun.

Seeing the seemingly understanding young nun, Jiang Chen pressed on, "And the Japanese, you know, they bully the weak, flatter the strong. To earn the respect of the Japanese, they must first be made to feel fear."

The Daoists, with their clear hearts and few desires, are exceptions when it comes to the Japanese.

Tanki Liuli's dislike for the Japanese needs no further elaboration, otherwise, if it were a woman from another country instead of Fujiwara Reiki, she wouldn't have just "eavesdropped."

So Jiang Chen's twisted logic seemed sensible and reasonable to her.

After all, she was a person of martial arts.

In the eyes of martial artists, the best way to earn respect is to defeat the opponent.

So, how reasonable, how logical?

"Did you drive?"

Jiang Chen casually asked, discreetly shifting the topic.

He had taken a cab here.

Tanki Liuli nodded.

Looks like she really had followed him here.

"Where's the car? Where did you park?"

Jiang Chen looked around.

"On that street."

Tanki Liuli pointed to the front right.

Alright.

She even knew the parking spot.

Jiang Chen suddenly realized, was this really the first time he had been followed tonight?

"Have you been following me this whole time?"

He probed.

Tanki Liuli didn't answer.

Jiang Chen was speechless, on the verge of saying something but stopping himself, then couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

He thought she was playing with Youmao each time.

Was she worried about his safety?

Lan Peizhi arranged for him quite the diligent "bodyguard."

"Let's go then."

He couldn't say much, so he headed towards the street where the car was parked, "In the future, if I don't call you, no need to secretly follow me, it's too tiring."

Jiang Chen spoke while walking, aiming for a touch of concern and consideration.

Actually, the young Taoist nun likely didn't follow him every time, and tonight wasn't even her own idea.

"Miss Cao said you might be in danger."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen immediately fell silent.

Cao Jinse?

Was she that uneasy about Fujiwara Reiki?

Of course, it might not just be due to caution about Fujiwara Reiki.

But Jiang Chen's brain wasn't working as sharply as usual, he couldn't connect the dots.

"Don't tell others about hitting people. Not everyone harbors the same resentment towards the Japanese as we do."

Jiang Chen spoke earnestly.

Their elongated silhouettes, along with the voice, gradually faded into the street.

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