Originally, Yue Hongling didn't want to see Zhao Changhe embarrassed or see how he would pursue her.

What's so interesting about it?

She seemed silent, but in fact, she was anxious because she didn't know how to end this situation. She always felt that if she tried to stop it, Zhao Changhe would lose face.)

Since Zhao Changhe debuted, his reputation has been chaotic. He is either rebellious or bloodthirsty, either dumped or driven away. He doesn't care about anything. But as a friend, Yue Hongling, a reputable female warrior, really doesn't want to see her friend ruining his reputation so easily and becoming a laughingstock.

Since he has already turned his so-called secret crush into a public pursuit, then go ahead and pursue. Pursuing the opposite sex you admire is only natural. With Yue Hongling's appearance, she has encountered various obvious and hidden pursuits in her adventures, maybe a hundred or eighty. It's not strange to have one more. As long as she doesn't reject him publicly, there is nothing to laugh about.

So "there was no objection in the first place."

Anyway, you won't really pursue me. I don't even know how brave you are when it comes to this kind of thing.

Maybe in three years, he will be on the People List, and then he can become the son-in-law of the Cui family. This scandal in the eyes of others will come to an end, and everything will be resolved.

Others are making fun and want to see how he pursues, but he won't. Isn't that good? It's cute.

But in the end, he was forced to attack...

As a twenty-year-old young woman, how could she not have imagined her future husband? It would be about wielding swords together, helping and supporting each other, and exploring the world together.

Unexpectedly, the forced words he said hit the mark.

Yue Hongling was a little confused for a while. She didn't know how to respond for a moment, her eyes blank. It wasn't until she saw Zhao Changhe's surprised expression when he opened his eyes that Yue Hongling suddenly realized. She looked around at the people, the wine in their hands forgotten, and they all looked dumbfounded, like a group of silly birds.

Yue Hongling suddenly burst into laughter. "That's good. Maybe one day it will really happen."

What?

Everyone was shocked, and the wine was about to spill.

Zhao Changhe was also shocked, dumbfounded.

But Yue Hongling said leisurely, "I have confidence that I will be on the People List in the near future. How many people would doubt that?"

Everyone said, "Miss Yue is already at the level of the People List."

Yue Hongling shook her head. "I still have some room for improvement... The reason why Chilian has never really challenged the Grandmasters on the People List is because he feels that he is still lacking. Although he may be able to barely make it, what he wants is a glorious victory, to be listed in the most dazzling way, and maybe his goal is not the bottom of the list..."

Tang Buqi was stunned. "How do you know?"

Yue Hongling said lightly, "Because I am too."

Tang Buqi:

Wan Dongliu said, "So give it another year or two, no problem? Ah, Miss Yue is only twenty this year!"

"I have set a goal for myself in two years." Yue Hongling said, her eyes unconsciously showing a bit of arrogance. Her goal is the same age as Xia Longyuan and to be listed before the seventieth place, or even higher, rather than barely squeezing into the seventy-second place.

Jianghu heroes do not respect the emperor, and there is no thought of being presumptuous. Instead, they admire Xia Longyuan's martial arts achievements and hope to be similar to him or even surpass him.

Xuan Chong sighed, "Two years, twenty-two, great ambition. I am already twenty-two this year... I have achieved nothing, achieved nothing."

Wan Dongliu glanced at him. "I am twenty-three, and my ranking is much lower than Brother Dao. So, Brother Dao, are you laughing at me?"

Xuan Chong raised his cup in apology and smiled, "I misspoke. Heroes should not be judged by their rankings."

"It's not..." Tang Buqi wondered, "Wasn't the topic just about Miss Yue and Brother Zhao? Why did it suddenly change?"

Zhao Changhe, who had been pretending to be dead and not speaking, thought to himself, "You little nephew, I remember you. You're looking for trouble when I finally managed to divert the embarrassment, aren't you?"

But Yue Hongling didn't think it was disrespectful. She smiled slightly, "This is still the topic just now. Although I said that the choice of spouse doesn't necessarily have to be powerful... but if we want to wield swords together, the person shouldn't be much weaker than me, otherwise how can we act together?"

Everyone nodded, "That's true."

Yue Hongling said, "If I really make it to the People List within two years..."

Zhao Changhe scratched his head, "Will there be a big gap? I think I'm pretty amazing in two years, so it shouldn't be much different..."

Yue Hongling glared at him. "What are you doing? Are you serious?"

Zhao Changhe coughed and obediently sat down.

Yue Hongling said softly, "I do believe that Brother Zhao will progress quickly and may even surpass Hongling in the future... But if Brother Zhao doesn't differ much from the People List in two years, then what do you want to chase after Hongling for? Or do you want to work harder and get on the People List to pursue Cui Yuanyang?"

What?

Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded again.

After going around in circles, is he still waiting here?

Yue Hongling said expressionlessly, "So Brother Zhao, please go back and think about it before telling me."

Zhao Changhe:

Is the arena a woman's talent? She clearly just found an excuse. It's so accurate, as if her sword is undefendable.

Glancing around, everyone had a face that said they had received professional training and would definitely not laugh. Their suppressed laughter was so convulsive that it could be used in a play.

Finally, Tang Buqi couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into laughter, pounding the table and laughing wildly, "Hahaha..."

Zhao Changhe glared at him.

But the laughter was too contagious. Even Wan Dongliu and Xuan Chong laughed. Zhao Changhe's desire to beat his nephew could only be abandoned, and his face turned as red as a pig's liver from laughing.

Yue Hongling looked at Zhao Changhe's red face and wanted to laugh too, but soon realized that it was not good. She originally wanted to prevent him from becoming a laughingstock, but now what is this?

Even more ridiculous?

Doesn't it imply that she really approves of Zhao Changhe's future choice?

Fortunately, these people are not the kind who distort rumors. If it were someone else, the news of Yue Hongling and Cui Yuanyang fighting for a husband would probably spread throughout the martial arts world tomorrow!

Yue Hongling bit her lip lightly, her face involuntarily turning red, which complemented her red dress. She didn't know if it was because of the wine or something else.

This banquet was enjoyable for everyone except for one pig's liver.

In fact, besides enjoying this joke, everyone didn't have much mood for feasting. They all had their own thoughts about the previous Chilian incident. So the banquet was as long as a meal, and it ended soon.

But everyone was satisfied with the meal. The melon today was very sweet.

Leaving the Mingyue Tower, the moon was shining in the sky.

Not far ahead was the Twenty-Four Bridges that Zhao Changhe had been looking forward to. The water flowed gently under the bridge, and the moon was silent.

Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling naturally walked together, strolling on the bridge. Wan Dongliu and the others thought it was very normal, without any strange expressions, and went back to deal with their own affairs.

Isn't this the woman giving the man another chance to see what he does? Who would be so foolish as to go and be a big lantern at this time?

The two stood on the bridge, leaning on the railing and looking down at the moon in the water, which swayed with the ripples, creating fragmented reflections. No one spoke for a long time, each sorting out their chaotic thoughts.

After a long time, it was Yue Hongling who broke the silence first. "It's just a step."

Zhao Changhe made a sound of understanding.

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Yue Hongling sighed and suddenly felt much more relaxed. She raised her hand and shrugged her shoulders, smiling, "Well... your medicine is good. It doesn't seem to affect your movements much now."

Zhao Changhe always felt that her words were still in the arena.

What bloodthirsty Asura, referring to the bloodshed in the arena? It's really fitting.

But at this moment, Yue Hongling didn't think about these things anymore. She slightly felt her shoulder injury and said softly, "When it gets late, I plan to go and look for Chilian's whereabouts again, such as at the prefect's office. What do you think?"

This is the right thing to do. Yue Hongling doesn't want to kill Chilian completely. Without a large group of people surrounding him, the only one who can kill Chilian is Yue Hongling. Previously, when Tang Buqi invited people, who dared to go with that idiot? Considering Yue Hongling's injury, Chilian's injury is probably not much heavier, so why go to die...

Zhao Changhe thought for a moment and hesitated, "This definitely can't be a direct confrontation, right? Are you planning to assassinate him? But I'm not good at sneaking and hiding."

So if they want to explore the world together, they really need to have similar cultivation levels. Yue Hongling's request is not wrong.

Yue Hongling smiled, "You don't have to do that. It's not your style. There's no need to force it. I usually lurk and investigate, but I always worry that there will be no one to assist me when the opportunity arises, and I often miss the chance. Now that you are there to assist me, I can act with more confidence."

Zhao Changhe turned his head to look at her profile.

Yue Hongling didn't meet his gaze and looked down at the cold moon under the bridge.

Does this count as an invitation to join hands? I don't know.

Suddenly, Zhao Changhe said, "You all still fear my throwing knives, but it's not too excessive. I will go find a good bow. Maybe I can do more than just assist."

Yue Hongling's head seemed to tilt a bit more, and her voice was as soft as a murmur, "What can you do? What does it have to do with me?"