Ye Qianhe already looked miserable, but Jiang Wuhen had made it worse. A few tea leaves were stuck on his forehead and on the tip of his nose, making him look even more pathetic.
“Ah, you woke up so easily,” Jiang Wuhen pretended to say regretfully, the pot still dangling in his hand.
“Awake, I’m really awake.” Ye Qianhe was so afraid that he opened his eyes wide to prove how awake he was.
“How fortunate that you woke up. If the hot water didn’t work, I was going to use a hot soldering iron,” Jiang Wuhen said with a mournful sigh.
Ye Qianhe secretly rejoiced. Thank goodness he had jumped up early, or else he would have died without knowing. Cold tea, then boiling water, now a soldering iron? Was he trying to save someone or torture them?
“Little brother, thank you for your life-saving kindness. This old man will forever remember your great kindness and will repay you in the future.” Ye Qianhe wiped his face, pretending not to see Ling Chuxi. He bowed to Jiang Wuhen and then prepared to slip away.
“Don’t thank me, I was not the one that saved you just now.” Jiang Wuhen took a step back.
As a result, Ling Chuxi’s face that always manifested in his nightmares appeared in front of Ye Qianhe’s eyes. Ye Qianhe was almost crying. ‘Ahh, I didn’t manage to escape. Why is my life so miserable? I thought that coming to the Sacred Realm of Sects would help me hide from her. Who knew that in such a big place, I could actually still bump into her?’
“It’s you!” He could not hide any longer so Ye Qianhe could only pretend to be surprised. He briefly thought about closing his eyes and pretending to drop dead, but looking at the teapot in Jiang Wuhen’s hand, he quickly dismissed the idea.
“Mister Ye, we are really fated. I didn’t expect to see you in the Sacred Realm of Sects,” Ling Chuxi said pleasantly.
“Yes, yes,” Ye Qianhe said weakly, head drooping and about to cry. ‘What kind of rubbish fate is this that I can’t even avoid you?’
“Sect Master Ling, are you all acquainted?” Yan Rusong felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little strange, and asked curiously.
“Yep, we are somewhat considered to be from the same village.” Ling Chuxi nodded. They all came from outside the Sacred Realm of Sects and indeed could be regarded to be from the same hometown.
“Oh, so you both are old acquaintances! Yes, I can see his eyes glistening with tears, it must be a touching reunion for you both.” Yan Rusong nodded solemnly, seeing Ye Qianhe tearing up and trembling. So it was actually because he had met a fellow acquaintance.
‘This moron is actually talking about fellow acquaintances and shedding tears, I’m scared, okay?!’ Ye Qianhe almost yelled but knowing Yan Rusong’s identity, he didn’t dare to scold him out loud.
“Sect Master Ling, I’ll remember that you saved this old man’s life and will pay it back in the future. The old man is in a hurry, so I will leave first.” The more Ye Qianhe looked at the smile on Ling Chuxi’s face, the more disturbed his heart became. All he wanted was to leave this disturbing place. He thought that since he was not able to win a fight then avoiding one would suffice. He didn’t expect that he couldn’t even avoid it!
“Old Mister Ye, you don’t have to be in a hurry to leave. How about we settle our past unsettled scores?” Ling Chuxi’s expression suddenly turned cold. Previously, she had been chased by this old pervert and had ran all over the mountains and plains. Today, he was unlucky to have fallen into her hands, and she would regret it forever if she did not give him a good beating.
