“Xiaoyan, why are there so many people at Wangyue Inn?”
The moment the two arrived at the inn, they were stunned by the massive crowd before them.
A dense sea of people stretched as far as the eye could see.
Not only inside the inn, but even the streets outside were packed with players, scaring the commoners into avoiding this area altogether.
Nearby, a dozen or so constables wore worried expressions as they looked at the scene.
There was nothing they could do—they dared not provoke these disciples clad in the uniforms of various sects.
This was an order personally issued by the Emperor: as long as no laws were broken, they had to turn a blind eye.
Just as they were debating whether to squeeze inside, a group of players suddenly surged forward like dogs catching the scent of meat buns.
After all, Chen Xiaoyan and Chongchong’s bright pink strapless dresses were too eye-catching; even from a distance, they attracted some players’ attention.
A certain Shushan player performed a flashy sword flourish, flirtatiously brushing his bangs aside as he said, “Miss, want to team up for the training quest? I from Shushan am really strong.”
A player from the Shen Ce Mansion nearby couldn’t stand it and shot the Shushan player a disdainful glance, rolling up his sleeve to reveal his bronzed muscles.
“Your Shushan’s frail frame can take how many hits? Miss, look at me—I can definitely protect you in the monster crowd.”
The Shushan player glared at him.
“So what if you’re all muscle? You’re just a punching bag.”
“Oh? So cocky, want to PvP?”
“Bring it on!!!”
The surrounding players instantly stepped aside, clearing space and cheering.
“Go Shushan!”
“One shot from Shen Ce Mansion can settle the entire battle, how can you lowly guests compare?”
“Damn, ‘one shot settle the battle’ my ass. You only take hits—where’s your damage?”
“Ugh…” Chongchong glanced at Chen Xiaoyan, then at the two PvP challengers, and asked, “Xiaoyan, what do we do now?”
“Let’s take this chance to slip away quickly.”
Chen Xiaoyan grabbed Chongchong’s hand and detoured around the crowd, planning to enter Wangyue Inn to find “My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s” and the others.
But after some thought, she decided it was better to message them to come out instead—there was no need to go inside.
She realized that players of the Tianxiang sect were as rare as pandas in the eyes of other sect players.
Rushing inside might just repeat the same chaotic scene.
[Chen Xiaoyan: We’re outside the inn; there are too many people. Are you and “My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s” meeting up?]
[My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven: We’ve met up, we’re coming out now.]
“Xiaoyan, why aren’t we leaving?”
Seeing Chen Xiaoyan standing still, Chongchong asked.
“Waiting for them to come out. It’s too crowded inside; we don’t want to squeeze through.”
“Okay.”
Chongchong nodded, then asked again, “Xiaoyan, is Tianxiang really this popular?”
“Hmm~”
Chen Xiaoyan rested her chin on her hand, pondering.
“Probably because there are so few Tianxiang players matched, whether in real life or the game, rarity makes something precious.”
“Are we… things?”
Chongchong blinked, looking at her with a hint of grievance.
Chen Xiaoyan raised an eyebrow, knowing she was joking but still glaring at her disapprovingly.
If you can’t talk properly, don’t say anything.
[My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven: Yan Zi, where are you? We’re out.]
“Out?”
Chen Xiaoyan blinked at the message and looked around.
But she didn’t see him anywhere.
[Chen Xiaoyan: I don’t see you. We’re both wearing Tianxiang uniforms right outside—it’s pretty conspicuous.]
After sending the message, Chen Xiaoyan glanced behind her but still didn’t see him.
“Yan Zi?”
Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind.
Chen Xiaoyan turned around to see a handsome man in white robes holding a long sword in his left hand, staring at her in disbelief.
Behind him followed a woman in Daoist robes.
But… who are you?
“Who are you?”
Chen Xiaoyan sized him up and took a cautious step back, clearly startled.
“I’m Zhao Longjun.”
Chen Xiaoyan and Zhao Longjun looked at each other, both clearly shocked.
“You…”
“Haha, Yan Zi, you’re really Yan Zi?”
Zhao Longjun stepped forward, supporting his chin as he scanned her, laughing nonstop.
Chen Xiaoyan felt goosebumps rise under his gaze and angrily snapped, “What’s so funny?”
“Tsk tsk,” Zhao Longjun shook his head lecherously.
“Yan Zi, what happened to you?”
Chen Xiaoyan’s face flushed with embarrassment, like a girl caught wearing women’s clothes by her friends.
“How would I know? Like I said, it’s a game bug.”
“This bug ain’t bad.”
Zhao Longjun gave a thumbs-up with a smile.
“Get lost!!!”
Chen Xiaoyan glared fiercely.
But instead of calming down, Zhao Longjun only grew bolder.
“Hehe, Yan Zi, you’re so cute when you’re angry.”
Seeing his sly smile, Chen Xiaoyan shivered, grabbed his collar, and shouted, “You jerk, Si Fei Zhai, do you want to die?”
Chongchong frowned deeply, feeling quite annoyed.
“Don’t, don’t, I was just joking,” Zhao Longjun quickly raised his hands in surrender.
“Hmph!”
Chen Xiaoyan snorted coldly and released him.
Looking at Zhao Longjun’s elegant, almost Pan An-like handsome avatar, jealousy nearly distorted her face.
Why does this guy get such a handsome character?
Could he also be a game bug like her?
Because in Chen Xiaoyan’s memory, her only impression of Zhao Longjun was “fat” — not just fat but also a hardcore homebody and middle schooler.
Characters in the Immortal Realm are created based on real body scans, so this must be a bug.
“What’s going on with your character? You caught a bug too?”
Zhao Longjun patted his belly proudly.
“Of course not. This body is the result of years of hard work. How about it? Jealous?”
“Tch, jealous of what?”
“Yan Zi, you’re speaking insincerely. You should know I’ve won the hearts of several maidens with this figure.”
“Good for you,” Chen Xiaoyan rolled her eyes, not buying it for a second.
If that were true, she wouldn’t have introduced him to a Tianxiang sister.
“Seriously, Yan Zi, don’t you feel anything for my handsome side?”
Zhao Longjun grinned mischievously and winked.
Chen Xiaoyan was about to retort when Chongchong spoke up faster.
She finally couldn’t hold back.
“Xiaoyan, who’s this sleazy guy?”
The question suddenly brought a brief silence.
“Pfft.” Chen Xiaoyan turned her head aside and burst out laughing.
“And who’s this little miss?”
Zhao Longjun noticed the adorable girl beside them.
Chongchong ignored him, hugging Chen Xiaoyan’s right arm as if staking her claim.
Zhao Longjun sensed the girl’s hostility but had no idea where it came from, so he kept studying the two.
“Yan Zi, where’d you abduct this girl from?”
Chen Xiaoyan was annoyed just hearing that.
What did he mean by “abducted”?
Did she look like some kind of matchmaker?
“Don’t talk nonsense. Chongchong is my boss.”
“Boss?”
Zhao Longjun was taken aback, looking surprised at the innocent-looking girl.
No way, so she’s a rich lady too.
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