Chapter 317: 316, To Yang City Chapter 317: 316, To Yang City Yang Lisheng entered the courtyard, and Song Yan Ning pointed to an alley not far away, “Let’s talk by the river.” Past the alley was a small river, and with no one around at the moment, it was perfect for conversation.
Lu Tingxuan responded with a shallow smile and nodded, following Song Yan Ning toward the alley.
Arriving at the river, Song Yan Ning waved her hand and set up an Array Formation Restriction, “Now tell me, what is your purpose for coming here?” The other person was a Cultivator, and she saw no need to hide anything.
“I’ve fallen for you,” Lu Tingxuan said with a smile, looking earnestly into Song Yan Ning’s eyes, which were as clear as a spring.
Song Yan Ning scoffed, “Do you think I’m a three-year-old child?” She didn’t believe she had that much charm.
The corners of Lu Tingxuan’s mouth curled into a sinister yet elegant smile, and he lowered his head, slowly leaning toward Song Yan Ning, “It’s true, whether you believe it or not.”
Song Yan Ning quickly stepped back to increase the distance between them and spoke coldly, “I warn you, if you dare to harm my grandparents, even if I’m no match for you, I will not let you off.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not bored enough to bother two ordinary people.” Lu Tingxuan’s captivating eyes stared at Song Yan Ning, his smile seductive.
“That would be best!” Song Yan Ning glared at Lu Tingxuan with disgust and turned to leave.
Lu Tingxuan watched Song Yan Ning’s departing figure with a playful look in his eyes. Of course, he hadn’t fallen head over heels for a little girl he had only met once; he was here simply out of curiosity. Curiosity about how Song Yan Ning could cultivate.
Song Yan Ning returned home, feeling uneasy.
After a while, she took out her phone and called Qin Yushen.
Qin Yushen was taking a shower when he heard the phone ringing in his room. Using his Divine Sense, he glanced at the phone and his eyes sparkled with a hint of joy.
With a towel wrapped around his body, failing to hide his perfect physique, he stepped out of the bathroom with long strides. Picking up the phone from the desk, Qin Yushen greeted her, “Xiao Ning, missing me?”
Song Yan Ning couldn’t help but roll her eyes, “Qin Yushen, do you remember Lu Tingxuan?”
“Hmm, what about him?” The thought of Lu Tingxuan brought a chill to Qin Yushen’s eyes. Lu Tingxuan was the only Cultivator he had met in this world besides Xiao Ning. And he felt dangerous.
“He moved next to my place, and I don’t know what he’s up to,” Song Yan Ning was puzzled. She believed Lu Tingxuan when he said he wouldn’t go after her grandparents because, as a Cultivator, she truly didn’t care to involve herself with ordinary people unless they provoked her.
“What?!” Qin Yushen stood up from his chair, filled with unease. If Lu Tingxuan had moved next door to Xiao Ning, his target must be her.
“I’m coming over now.” Qin Yushen hung up the phone, quickly got dressed, and rushed outside. Xiao Ning was the person he cared about the most; he couldn’t let her be in danger.
Song Yan Ning still wanted to say something, but Qin Yushen had already hung up the phone, shaking his head helplessly. However, his heart was filled with warmth. If Qin Yushen didn’t care about her, why would he be so anxious for her?
“Grandpa, I’m heading to Yang City.” Qin Yushen ran downstairs and told Mr. Qin, who was reading the newspaper in the living room and dashed out like the wind.
Mr. Qin shook his head with a smile, “That boy, he’s only been away from Xiao Ning for a few days and he already misses her so much.”
Qin Yushen had just left not long ago when Song Yanxue arrived at the Qin family’s home. She had been coming almost every day these past few days but had never seen Brother Yushen. However, she believed that persistence would melt a stone heart. As long as she persisted, Brother Yushen would eventually be moved by her true feelings.
Song Yan Ning and Yang Lisheng had already left Beijing. Without Song Yan Ning to disrupt things, Brother Yushen would sooner or later be hers. However, she did not plan to let Song Yan Ning off so easily. As long as Song Yan Ning was around for a day, she would be a lurking danger to her. So now, she was raising money to hire a killer.
“Grandpa Qin! Is Brother Yushen here?” Song Yanxue saw Mr. Qin still in the living room reading the newspaper and walked over with a smile.
Mr. Qin gave Song Yanxue a faint glance, “He’s not here.” He was starting to really dislike Song Yanxue. Although she tried her best to hide it and appeared obedient, it was impossible for her to deceive him. He had seen more people than she had eaten rice; how could he not see her for what she was? Even if Xiao Shen liked someone like her, he wouldn’t agree. Old Song really should take better care of his granddaughter; she wasn’t as good as another granddaughter who was roaming outside.
“Where did Brother Yushen go?” Song Yanxue picked up the teapot from the table, pouring tea for Mr. Qin as a gesture to please him.
“I don’t know.” Mr. Qin shifted his attention back to the newspaper, his eyes slightly curving up when he read the report on the serial killings in Yang City. He had been following the case closely these past few days. He had expected that it would take longer to solve the case, but it was resolved much faster than he anticipated. He wondered who those brave citizens were. He really wanted to meet them.
Song Yanxue noticed that Mr. Qin wasn’t paying her any attention, she glanced at the second floor, then tiptoed toward the stairs. Brother Yushen must still be at home. Even if Brother Yushen didn’t like her, she would be happy just to see him.
“Sister Liu, show the guest out!” Mr. Qin commanded in an undisturbed voice. Did Song Yanxue really think he didn’t know?
Sister Liu hurried over, “Miss Song, please leave.” Song Yanxue had been coming every day and even she was getting annoyed. The young master had already made it clear he didn’t like her, yet she persisted, showing not a trace of a young lady’s decorum. Miss Xiao Ning, on the other hand, was both polite and beautiful.
“I’ll just go up and take a look,” Song Yanxue said reluctantly. She hadn’t seen Brother Yushen for days and really wanted to see him.
“Do I need to call your grandfather?” Mr. Qin lifted his head and looked at Song Yanxue with a serious face.
Song Yanxue bit her lip in anger, glared at Mr. Qin, and turned to walk outside. Stupid old man! Once I marry Brother Yushen, we’ll see how I deal with you.
Mr. Qin shook his head and sighed before lowering his head to continue reading his newspaper.
Qin Yushen arrived at Song Yan Ning’s home as fast as he could, his Divine Sense sweeping over the small courtyard where Lu Tingxuan resided, noticing him planting flowers in the yard. A chilling coldness radiated from his indifferent eyes. With himself there, he would definitely not give Lu Tingxuan a chance to get close to Xiao Ning.
Lu Tingxuan, sensing Qin Yushen’s Divine Sense, slightly curled up the corner of his mouth, releasing a strand of Divine Sense to meet Qin Yushen’s. He arrived quite quickly, but what of it? No one has ever been able to stop what he intends to do.
“Bang!” The two Divine Senses clashed rapidly, causing the house to tremble slightly from the impact, but the courtyard walls, unable to bear the burden, collapsed with a crash.