384. You're Weak

Qian Renjue sat up, leaving behind the lap pillow. Hearing his words, Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, still catching her breath.

Obediently, she stepped forward and pulled out all the willow-leaf knives before turning and running back toward Qian Renjue. Squatting down, she looked up at him with an innocent expression, holding the 25 knives in her hands.

"Teacher, here you go~"

"Keep them for yourself," Qian Renjue said, pinching her sweat-soaked cheek gently and brushing her hair aside.

"Next time you encounter an assassination attempt, remember to inform your teacher."

"Mm, Zhuqing will."

Zhu Zhuqing held the knives, her red lips pursed as she gently nodded, her face blushing as she brushed against Qian Renjue’s fingertips. A faint sweetness appeared on her lips.

"Good, then. Here’s your lunch."

Qian Renjue smiled, handing a food box to Zhu Zhuqing and teasing, "If it’s not enough, I’ll add more next time. Don’t let my little glutton get too skinny."

"I won’t get skinny! I’ve already started putting on weight," Zhu Zhuqing replied, her face flushed as she lowered her gaze.

Her petite figure, once slender, was now gradually blossoming.

"Haha."

Qian Renjue laughed, ruffling Zhu Zhuqing’s hair.

Ling Yuan glanced at Zhu Zhuqing’s growing curves with a hint of surprise in her eyes. Even with the enhancement of three purple spirit rings, such development at her age was undeniably exceptional.

If she remembered correctly, Zhu Zhuqing had only been his disciple for a little over two years.

"Do you want Ah Yin to give you a massage?" Qian Renjue asked with concern.

"No need to trouble Sister Yin. I’ll recover soon."

Zhu Zhuqing tucked the willow-leaf knives into the necklace hidden under her collar and stood gracefully with the food box in hand.

"In that case, Teacher will take Ling Yuan and the others back."

Hearing his words, Ah Yin and Ling Yuan immediately moved closer to Qian Renjue, linking arms with him.

"Alright. Goodbye, Teacher and Sisters."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, waving her small hand.

"Good luck, Zhuqing~" Ah Yin said, playfully punching the air with a smile.

Qian Renjue embraced the two women by their waists, the purple-black mark on his forehead glowing. In an instant, the three of them vanished.

"…?"

Zhu Zhuqing froze momentarily.

Her teacher’s departure seemed different from before. Where was that long, black hook he used to rely on?

A gentle breeze swept by, lifting Zhu Zhuqing’s damp hair as the food box emitted a fragrant aroma. Snapping out of her daze, she decided not to dwell on it further.

Teacher is so powerful; nothing he does is surprising.

Looking at the food box in her hand, a smile spread across Zhu Zhuqing’s face. She turned and hopped cheerfully toward the Zhu family residence.

As long as I have Teacher and the others, that’s enough.


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Meanwhile, in the bushes, Zhu Zhuyun watched Zhu Zhuqing leave with a joyful bounce. She bit her lip.

They’re all outsiders of unknown origin!

"Hmph!"

Stepping out from the bushes, Zhu Zhuyun stood up and began walking back along the path she came from.

Suddenly, a calm voice sounded behind her.

"Over the past two years, you’ve spied on us dozens of times."

"Why?"

"For someone who wishes nothing more than her sister’s death, what are you so concerned about?"

Hearing these words, Zhu Zhuyun froze. Her fiery, sexy figure stiffened.

The gentle voice didn’t ease her tension. Instead, it sent chills through her body.

He’s supposed to have left already!

Biting her lip, Zhu Zhuyun turned abruptly.

Standing before her was a golden-haired man with purple eyes, exuding an undeniable noble aura. His white robe, chiseled features, and radiant presence were almost surreal.

His face was calm, his expression confident yet soft.

Qian Renjue scrutinized her, noting the striking resemblance to her younger sister, Zhu Zhuqing. However, unlike her sister’s gentle demeanor, Zhu Zhuyun carried herself with dignity and authority.

Her mature figure was fiery and curvaceous, accentuated by a tight black leather outfit that highlighted her long legs and a hint of lace peeking from her neckline.

Yet, despite her commanding presence, her eyes betrayed unease and vigilance.

"You’ve known I was watching all along?" Zhu Zhuyun asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.

"What do you think?" Qian Renjue replied with a calm smile, standing less than three meters away.

Seeing her spirit rings (yellow, yellow, purple) emerge, he added with a chuckle, "I advise you not to waste your energy. The difference between us is as vast as heaven and earth."

"Against you, I don’t even need to move."

A defiant cry echoed in response as Zhu Zhuyun’s Nether Ghost Cat spirit pounced toward Qian Renjue.

However, she didn’t attack directly. She knew he wasn’t bluffing. Instead, she kicked the ground, sending dirt flying toward his face as she turned and ran.

But Qian Renjue’s earlier words weren’t an exaggeration.

The dirt sailed harmlessly past him, carried away by the breeze.

"Ah!"

Zhu Zhuyun, attempting to flee, suddenly collided with an invisible wall. Holding her aching chest, she clawed at the air in desperation, trying to tear down the barrier.

"I told you, it’s pointless."

As she struggled, Qian Renjue calmly approached, a gentle breeze accompanying his steps.

"Go to hell!" Zhu Zhuyun roared, activating her third and first spirit abilities.

However, her illusions were ineffective, and her attacks didn’t even touch him. Suddenly, she was lifted into the air, suspended and spinning helplessly.

"What… What is this?!"

"Ah!"

Qian Renjue casually waved his hand, and Zhu Zhuyun’s body twisted in midair, spinning uncontrollably.

"I told you, I don’t even need to lift a finger to deal with you," he said, smiling as he watched her futile resistance. "Why didn’t you believe me?"