Zhu Xiaosuo felt a sense of helplessness in his heart.

He tried everything he could to get closer to her.

But the gap in status and position was too wide to bridge.

Although Chen Qinqiu was a bit fierce, she was generous, yet she didn't compromise on important matters.

For instance, when he proposed just now, or when he asked for her contact information.

He received no direct response.

This situation felt familiar to Zhu Xiaosuo.

In his past life, during his undergraduate years, he had a roommate who worshipped a goddess.

He would constantly show concern, buy clothes and meals.

Every week, he would think of ways to give the goddess different small gifts to win her favor.

He fantasized about one day winning her affection.

But the goddess never made any statement about it.

She only expressed slight gratitude towards him.

Although she didn't explicitly reject him.

Her words didn't encourage him to continue either.

To save his face, the goddess didn't outright reject him, but subtly hinted at it.

Zhu Xiaosuo once asked the goddess why she didn't give his roommate a clear rejection.

He thought the goddess was a tease, enjoying the feeling of being pursued.

But the goddess said, the campus was too small, and everyone had many eyes watching.

If she clearly rejected the roommate, many people would know.

You never know how people would talk about it behind your back.

At that time, the roommate might become a laughingstock, and the goddess would be seen as arrogant and distant.

So it was best for the roommate to withdraw on his own.

Both could pretend it never happened.

If others asked why the roommate was so attentive, he could say he was grateful for a small favor the goddess did for him.

This way, the goddess would be seen as helpful, and the roommate would be known for being grateful.

In the small environment of the campus, it would result in a decent outcome.

Zhu Xiaosuo was silenced by a girl for the first time.

Only then did he realize why she was considered a goddess.

Zhu Xiaosuo also advised his roommate to give up.

Aside from external conditions, their minds weren't on the same wavelength.

But to his roommate, the goddess's lack of a clear statement meant she was reserved.

He believed he still had a chance.

Otherwise, the goddess would have directly rejected him.

But Zhu Xiaosuo told him.

No response is a response.

Just like Chen Qinqiu.

Chen Qinqiu firmly kept their relationship at just two encounters.

If Zhu Xiaosuo wanted to go further, he would be no different from his roommate.

It would only cause trouble for both parties.

Chen Qinqiu would have minor troubles, Zhu Xiaosuo would have major ones.

This was likely the influence of her elders.

Her reputation was genuine.

She cherished her reputation much more than Zhuang Yun, who climbed up from the bottom.

Zhu Xiaosuo understood.

With her background, if not for these two arrows, Zhu Xiaosuo would never have met her.

The two of them lived in different worlds, unaware of each other's existence.

She was like a cloud drifting in the sky, while he was like an ant burrowing in the mud.

"Farewell, senior."

"Goodbye."

Chen Qinqiu packed her things, and with her hands behind her back, she skipped away.

Zhu Xiaosuo watched her back, pursed his lips, and scratched his cheek.

At this moment, Chen Qinqiu turned around and asked:

"Little unlucky one, do you really want to marry me?"

"Yes, I think you're quite nice."

"Of course, I'm nice! I asked if you want to marry me?"

Looking at Chen Qinqiu's playful smile and her twinkling eyes, Zhu Xiaosuo felt a slight stir.

"Yes."

"Then you better work hard, becoming one of my future many little husbands won't be easy!"

"Many little husbands?"

"Yeah, what's so strange about that? You're just a little Purple Vein cultivator, do you expect to marry me as the main husband?"

Zhu Xiaosuo was pulled back to reality by her words.

Chen Qinqiu's father was powerful, and her status was high.

In a matriarchal society, one could have three husbands and four concubines.

The Ma Clan and Yang Clan were like this.

In this cultivation world, this was quite fair.

In patriarchal families, one could have three wives and four concubines.

In matriarchal families, one could have three husbands and four concubines.

Only those of equal status could have one husband and one wife.

As a member of a county's cultivator clan, he couldn't be a husband, only a little husband.

Even to be a little husband, it would have to be Chen Qinqiu's favor.

Zhu Xiaosuo's heart was gently tugged.

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He knew this all along, but he still smiled and replied:

"I... I know. I'll try my best."

Chen Qinqiu laughed and said:

"You better work hard, my grand wedding will be when I'm fifty. By then, after marrying the main husband, I'll also take in a few little husbands. If you can cultivate well enough, maybe you'll be chosen!"

"Okay."

"Farewell, little unlucky one."

"Yes, farewell, senior."

After saying their goodbyes, Chen Qinqiu bounced into the air, transforming into an escaping light, disappearing into the clouds.

At the same time, an inconspicuous wave followed this escaping light.

"Granny Chunshuang, sorry to keep you waiting."

"Miss, what are you saying? Protecting you is my duty."

"How's the investigation in Immortal-Knocking Town going?"

"There's some progress, but it's still uncertain. That person is hiding too deeply in Mountain Chicken County, we need to keep a closer watch."

"Hmm, I've been out for a long time, it's time to go back."

"Yes, if we don't return soon, the master will be angry again."

"Then let's hurry."

"Alright."

"By the way, Granny Chunshuang, I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Do you think if Zhu Xiaosuo becomes powerful, my father would agree to me taking him as a little husband? You know, the little husbands my father picks for me are all from families he has connections with."

Granny Chunshuang shook her head with a smile:

"Miss, you still don't understand men."

"What do you mean?"

"Never mind your father, even Zhu Xiaosuo wouldn't agree."

"Huh? Why wouldn't he agree? He just said he wanted to marry me. Besides, he doesn't have much money, marrying me would be perfect!"

Granny Chunshuang seemed a bit wistful, no longer looking at Chen Qinqiu, but gazing ahead.

"Miss, you still don't understand men. Even though he's poor, he wouldn't be content being just a little husband..."

"Does he want to be the main husband? That's impossible. If he helps me with my homework, there's a slight chance."

"Miss, what you said... sigh. By the way, if you think he's nice, why didn't you tell him your real name?"

"I did tell him my real name. My father always calls me 'Chen Qinqiu' 'Chen Qinqiu'."

"Your father was ambushed when he broke through, leaving him with a nasal condition, mixing up nasal sounds, you know that. If he knew you said your surname was Chen, he'd probably give you a good beating."

"Blah blah blah, as long as you don't tell, he won't know. Granny Chunshuang loves me the most, right? You definitely won't tell my father!"

"Sigh, miss, don't do this next time. Also, that Bright Moon Bottle you left with him, it might cause him trouble."

"It's okay, not many people have seen that bottle."