“Hmm… I see.” Ji Ruohan replied in a subtle tone.
“What’s this? From your tone, it sounds like you don’t believe me, Grandmaster?” Yu Yi raised an eyebrow and retorted.
“No, no. How would I dare not believe you, Senior?” Ji Ruohan quickly shook her head and said.
At the same time, she couldn’t help but complain inwardly:
‘If you really knew how to keep a low profile… you wouldn’t have sat firmly at the top of the Blacklist of Evildoers all these years, would you?’
But regardless, now that Ji Hongye knew that Yu Yi had a grudge with the Yan Emperor, since Yu Yi promised to keep a low profile this time, Ji Ruohan had no choice but to believe her.
After all, if she caused trouble in the Capital City, it would only bring trouble upon herself.
“Then Senior, I’ll take my leave.”
“Go ahead.”
Ji Ruohan cupped her fists at Yu Yi, then quickly disappeared from where she stood.
“We should keep moving as well.” Yu Yi said to her two disciples.
But at that moment, a sweet, delicate voice reached Yu Yi’s ears:
“Um… Master…”
Yu Yi turned around and saw Ye Qingluan standing there, fidgeting, unwilling to move her feet for a long time.
Then she lifted her foot, showing Yu Yi her soft, dusty sole.
“So Master, could you carry me on your back? Your disciple… doesn’t want to walk on the ground, and there are no trees around here…”
Ye Qingluan pleaded to Yu Yi, looking crestfallen, as if she really didn’t want to walk on the ground.
If it were anyone else, Yu Yi definitely wouldn’t agree. Ye Qingluan was the exception.
In a sense, Ye Qingluan had severe OCD.
She usually stayed in the woods, rarely going out, and when she did, she only moved around in places with mountains and trees.
This time, Ye Qingluan came to the Capital City with Yu Yi, but the vegetation in the city wasn’t concentrated, and she couldn’t step on branches and vines to make them carry her.
It was quite uncomfortable for her.
“There’s no helping you.” Yu Yi sighed helplessly. Just as she was about to squat down to let Ye Qingluan climb onto her back, the nearby Lan Ling’er suddenly panicked.
“Master, let me carry Third Junior Sister!” Lan Ling’er volunteered, squatting down and presenting her back to Ye Qingluan.
Seeing this, Ye Qingluan pouted reluctantly.
“Third Junior Sister, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and get on.” Lan Ling’er revealed a meaningful smile and urged Ye Qingluan.
She had already seen through Ye Qingluan’s intentions.
Want Master to carry her, and then take the chance to grope Master’s chest? Dream on!
With Lan Ling’er being so forward, Ye Qingluan found it hard to refuse, so she silently climbed onto Lan Ling’er’s back.
However, although Ye Qingluan usually looked lazy, as if her daily routine was just sleeping and sunbathing, she actually had a lot of tricks up her sleeve.
Since she couldn’t refuse Lan Ling’er, why not think of a way to make Lan Ling’er voluntarily put her down?
So, when the master and two disciples began to move forward, Ye Qingluan started a series of sly moves on Lan Ling’er’s back.
“Sniff sniff… Second Senior Sister, you smell so good. What kind of petals do you usually use to fill the bath?”
Ye Qingluan deliberately leaned close to Lan Ling’er’s ear and spoke. The breath from her mouth hit Lan Ling’er’s ear, making her shiver involuntarily.
“It’s just some flowers picked randomly from the mountain. You grew those yourself, remember?” Lan Ling’er forced herself to stay calm and replied.
“Oh~ Then next time Second Senior Sister takes a bath, could you bring me along? I want to smell good too~”
As she spoke, Ye Qingluan’s little hands mischievously cupped Lan Ling’er’s chest, weighing them as she said:
“Second Senior Sister, even though I’m small, we’re actually the same age. How come you haven’t developed here in a long time?”
Suddenly having her chest attacked, Lan Ling’er’s delicate body tensed with sensitivity.
“I am… developing normally! It’s you who’s developing abnormally!” Lan Ling’er’s face flushed slightly as she spoke through clenched teeth.
“Oh? Is that really so? I heard that rubbing here more helps improve development efficiency. Heave ho, heave ho…”
“St… stop!”
“Don’t be so shy. There’s no one else around to see anyway.”
They were walking in a small alley. There really was no one else around.
The only one fortunate enough to witness this scene was Yu Yi.
For some reason, watching the sight of two beautiful young girls cuddling, Yu Yi subconsciously imagined herself in the place of one of them.
Whether she imagined herself as Ye Qingluan or Lan Ling’er, her body unconsciously began to heat up.
Cuddle, cuddling was fine.
When Yu Yi realized she was acting strange, she immediately shook her head to clear her mind.
“Good heavens… why am I starting to fantasize?”
If earlier, when she was overthrown by a few “rebellious disciples” and knocked unconscious, it was because the original host’s body was too sensitive.
Then Yu Yi’s current mindset made it unclear whether the original host had issues, or she herself had issues.
“Heave ho, heave ho heave ho heave ho~”
Seeing that Lan Ling’er still wouldn’t put her down even after all this, Ye Qingluan grew even more audacious, intensifying her hand attack.
Until Lan Ling’er’s legs went weak, and she could barely stand. Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Ye Qingluan.
“If you keep touching me, I’ll freeze your tongue and pull it out.”
Lan Ling’er’s hollow eyes exuded a murderous coldness as she spoke word by word without expression.
Feeling the “death threat,” Ye Qingluan immediately backed down.
“Wrong… I was wrong…”
She honestly stopped her hands.
Ye Qingluan felt a pang of regret.
If only she were as smart as Su Cheng. Then she’d definitely think of a way to cuddle with Yu Yi right in front of Lan Ling’er.
Seeing Ye Qingluan settle down, Lan Ling’er couldn’t help but sneer inwardly:
‘Hmph, and she thought she could compete with me?’
Lan Ling’er easily defended against the first “enemy.” Now that Su Cheng wasn’t around, even if other enemies came, Lan Ling’er wasn’t afraid.
The three of them passed through the alley. Following Ji Ruohan’s instructions, they turned right at the second corner and indeed exited the alley, arriving at another block.
Not far ahead, a conspicuous plaque reading “Hundred Beasts Garden” came into Yu Yi’s sight.
From the name alone, it sounded like a zoo. It seemed that although the Yan Emperor rejected Foreign Tribe monster beasts, he still gathered some ordinary animals there for people to visit.
As soon as Yu Yi and her two disciples stepped out of the alley and appeared on the street, they quickly caught the attention of passing pedestrians.
The Capital City had many beauties, whether from the Flower Pavilion or some noble young ladies, all of them were famous on the rankings.
But compared to Yu Yi and the other two, they were like starlight competing with the bright moon—far too dim.
Just as the three were about to step forward and head toward the Hundred Beasts Garden, a palanquin passed in front of them and stopped precisely in front of them.
Then, a rich young lord dressed in fine brocade stepped out of the palanquin.
He adjusted his robes and walked directly to Yu Yi, asking politely:
“You ladies look unfamiliar. You must be out-of-towners, right? Where are you headed? I can give you a ride.”