Ye Qinghan looked at Ye Qiao, who had changed into a new set of clothes, and asked coldly, “Where did you get those clothes?”
Without feeling the slightest bit guilty, Ye Qiao replied righteously, “I stole them from the women's bathhouse.”
Song Hansheng's eyes widened. “Are you a freaking pervert, Ye Qiao?”
“You're the pervert.”
With that, Ye Qiao fished two sets of clothes out of her storage ring—which she had swiped while the demon soldiers were bathing—and tossed them to the two of them. “Put these on in a bit, then follow me.”
Song Hansheng was somewhat puzzled. “What are you trying to do?”
Ye Qiao said nonchalantly, “Don't you want to get out? I'll take you out.”
“I just happened to look into the Saintess's whereabouts earlier.”
“She was supposed to arrive in the next couple of days, but because the food here is too terrible, she's delayed her arrival for now.”
Ye Qinghan said in a deep voice, “Then what do you plan to do?”
Ye Qiao narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice, saying, “Before the Demon Saintess arrives, let's trap them like turtles in a jar.”
Song Hansheng silently spat out a single word: “Slick.”
He had no other comment; he just felt that Ye Qiao's play was incredibly cheeky.
Ye Qinghan looked a bit tense. “Are you sure?”
Ye Qiao raised an eyebrow. “What's with the 'you' and 'I'? Mind your attitude when speaking to this Saintess.”
Ye Qinghan: “...”
No, seriously, it had only been a few minutes. How the hell did she adapt to this persona so quickly?
With no other choice, the two could only trust Ye Qiao. Reluctantly changing into the demon soldier uniforms, they followed Ye Qiao's arrangements. Disguised as the Saintess's entourage, the group marched out in a grand and imposing manner.
...
Inside the room, Luo Qingyu raised her hand to set up a soundproofing barrier.
Turning to look at Luo Qingyuh, who was sitting beside her, she said softly, “Xiao Yu, it's safe now. Tell me what has happened over these past few years.”
Luo Qingyuh slowly took off his mask. After a brief silence, he spoke in a low voice.
“Ever since the Northern Desolate Snow Region fell into chaos and the four major factions became unstable, our Luo family has also been completely turned upside down.”
“The family underwent a massive purge, and everyone's loyalty scattered. To secure his position as family head, Father secretly colluded with the Su family and married my current stepmother, Su Lianwan.”
“She said Mother should have died long ago, and that Father was the one who killed her. Even Mother's family went completely missing later on, with not a single trace of news.”
“From then on, Father ignored me and didn't care about me at all.”
“My brother, acting as Father's puppet, could only deliberately distance himself from me to protect my safety.”
“Later, I accidentally stumbled upon a family secret. I fled with all my might and have been hunted by them ever since.”
“It wasn't until the very end that I was fortunate enough to meet you, Sister.”
After saying this, a tear involuntarily slipped from the corner of Luo Qingyuh's eye.
Looking at her younger brother who had suffered so much, Luo Qingyu's gaze was complex and pained. She reached out to pat him gently, her voice carrying a hint of hoarseness.
“I'm sorry, Xiao Yu. Your sister arrived too late and let you suffer so much.”
Luo Qingyuh quickly wiped away his tears and squeezed out a forced smile, gently shaking his head. “It's not late, Sister. You arrived just in time.”
Luo Qingyu was about to ask, “Xiao Yu, the secret you just mentioned is...”
Before she could finish, an announcement suddenly came from outside the door: “Elder Protectors, Her Ladyship the Saintess has arrived!”
Luo Qingyu immediately knit her brows, grumbling inwardly: She just had to arrive at this exact moment. I was just about to press for the key clue, only to be abruptly interrupted.
Luo Qingyu took a deep breath to suppress her irritation, then calmly instructed the demon leader outside the door, “Bring the Saintess in to see me in a moment.”
The demon leader replied respectfully, “Yes.”
With that, he bowed and withdrew.
...
Luo Qingyuh smiled, his eyes curving as he looked at her with a watery gaze. “I've already told Sister everything about my past. Why don't you tell me about what happened to you in the cultivation world, Sister?”
“I really want to hear it.”
Looking at his soft and adorable appearance, Luo Qingyu temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart and agreed with a gentle smile. “Alright, Xiao Yu. Your sister will tell you all about it.”
Luo Qingyu began to speak, recounting various daily events of her sect, which she had modified since her transmigration.
She had only briefly finished a few sentences and was about to bring up that lingering doubt again when the voice outside rang out once more.
“Elder Protectors, Her Ladyship the Saintess has arrived!”
Talk about history repeating itself.
The veins on Luo Qingyu's temples throbbed. Forcing down her anger, she gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, “Let the Saintess in.”
Beside her, Luo Qingyuh couldn't help but burst into laughter upon seeing his sister being interrupted repeatedly, unable to find an outlet for her anger.
Hearing his laughter, Luo Qingyu raised her hand and lightly flicked his forehead, teasingly scolding, “You little rascal, Xiao Yu. How dare you make fun of your sister.”
Luo Qingyuh clutched his forehead and begged for mercy, “I was wrong, I was wrong, Sister!”
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