Chapter 191 - The Dwarf Wants to Be an Older Sister
Chapter 191 of "Journey to the End of the Night" starts with thrilling twists: Fang Geyu had never been gazed at with such eyes before.Her expression twisted awkwardly and... Continue the story!
Fang Geyu had never been gazed at with such eyes before.
Her expression twisted awkwardly and then she raised her eyebrows pretentiously, feigning annoyance.
She put her hands on her hips and said, âYou little pervert, why are you staring at us so intensely?â
Lin Yuan protested discontentedly, âDonât talk nonsense, Si Chen is not a little pervert.â
âFamily?â
Baili An didnât care about being called a âlittle pervertâ.
His voice was gentle, and he lowered his head to rest his chin between Afu Tuâs ears, his dark eyes flickering like unstable starlight.
âIf I had family, they would definitely be the person I need to protect, the best person in the world.â
Baili An didnât notice that the rabbit in his arms twitched its ears, and the shy blush under its fur faded away, turning pale.
âSoâŚâ Baili An raised his head and looked at the bemused Fang Geyu, smiling slightly, âIf you call me âbrother,â I will give you all those things that I canât let others have.â
His demeanor suggested that if you recognized him as a brother, he would scour the world for wonderful things to give you.
Under the candlelight, the red mole on Fang Geyuâs white jade-like earlobe seemed about to drip.
Yet she snorted and, with habitual sarcasm, lifted her lips and mocked, âThings you canât let others have?
What are those?
If I wanted the Mountain Seal of Kongcang Mountain, would you also give it to me?â
Clearly, he would rather give it to Lin Guiyuan than to her before.
Baili Anâs eyes gleamed, âCall me brother, and Iâll give it.â
It surely was a profitable deal.
Fang Geyu thought this way.
If she had known he was so easily cajoled, that acting cute and coquettish could get her the Mountain Seal, she wouldnât have bothered to bring him here looking for âImmortal Tearsâ.
Just a couple of calls as âbrotherââthat she could do as many times as needed.
Although Fang Geyu was reckless, lawless, and accustomed to frivolity, when it came to acting coquettishâŚ
This was a skill every girl knew.
Piece of cake.
The word âbrotherâ nearly slipped out.
But thenâŚ
âHumph, how shameless!â
She tossed her head disdainfully, âDonât think you can take advantage of me.
Itâs not even certain whoâs the elder between us.â
Lin Yuanâs eyes rolled playfully and he chuckled, âI remember Fang Geyu, youâre only sixteen, right?
Si Chen is definitely older than you; heâs lived for hundreds of years.â
Fang Geyu, always quick with a retort, instinctively snapped back, âHas he lived hundreds of years?
With that tiny physique, even you, Lin Yuan, are almost taller than him, his facial features still not fully grown.
Does he even look fifteen or sixteen?
So, does lying in a coffin for a few hundred years count as age?â
Fang Geyuâs venomous mouth successfully inflicted a sharp pain in Lin Yuanâs heart.
Seeing Lin Yuanâs face turn pale.
Fang Geyu was startled and realized her words might have been too harsh.
And Baili An, too, slowly furrowed his brows, lost in thought.
Ultimately, speaking of life and death was a taboo.
Having never experienced death.
Not knowing its pain, its cold, its loneliness.
A hint of remorse rose in Fang Geyuâs heart as she awkwardly thought about how to apologizeâŚ
âSo Fang Geyu, you donât want to be a sister, but prefer to be an elder sister?â
Baili An appeared troubled and his expression grew discouraged.
âOne Lin Yuan sister, one Wen sister, so I already have two sisters, and now you also want to be an elder sisterâŚâ
He looked at her unhappily, âIâm a bit unwilling, you little dwarf.â
Fang Geyu: â???â
Little⌠dwarf?
Whoâs the little dwarf?
Me, Miss Fang Geyu?
The prickle of pain and soreness in Lin Yuanâs heart was erased by that âlittle dwarfâ remark.
She leaned on the table, laughing heartily, âExactly right, Fang Geyu, youâre just a little dwarf, dreaming of being an elder sister.
Even if Si Chen isnât taller than me, heâs still taller than you.â
Fang Geyu felt an itching irritation, âWhat are you proud of?
Itâs not like I wonât grow taller.â
Baili An looked at her with great concern, âWith you being so picky with food, itâs hard to grow taller.â
âIâll hit you, you know!â
Baili An smiled and didnât reply, instead, he picked up the Glazed Umbrella leaning beside him and opened it to summon the Heroic Spirit White Tiger.
Fang Geyu clicked her tongue, âWhy are you letting this ghost creature out so late at night?â
âIf itâs not your two brothersâ person, then all is well,â Baili An crouched down and patted the stomach of the Heroic Spirit White Tiger.
The Heroic Spirit White Tiger opened its mouth and spat out a heavy Xuantie Token, clanging loudly as it hit the ground.
Baili An picked it up, âFang Geyu, do you know what this is?â
Fang Geyu looked down and her brow furrowed slightly, saying, âMy fatherâs Xuanfeng Token.â
âXuanfeng Token?â
âThatâs the covert assassination unit raised secretly by my father.
Not even the seven elders in the city know that he has such an elite force under his command.â
She shared this secret, unknown even to the seven elders, simply with Lin Yuan and Baili An.
Fang Geyu laughed self-deprecatingly, âSurely my father doesnât intend to kill me?â
Baili An pondered for a moment and then said, âA clear tactic to sow discord.â
Fang Geyuâs expression was indifferent, her voice tinged with desolation, âIf not for this bond of blood being unstable, how could external forces come to provoke?â
âA tactic to sow discord?â She laughed mockingly, âHow ironic.â
It was quite ironic to think that people believed that in Tiangge City, where the most esteemed and loving father and daughter resided, discord could be sown between them in such a silent mockery.
Baili An didnât respond to her words, instead turning to look at the night sky.
âItâs getting late, letâs rest early?â
Lin Yuan looked at Baili An, knowing that even into the night, he couldnât find peace in sleep.
Throughout the long night, as they all slept,
How would he, alone, endure this lonely night?
Baili An walked outside, âIâm going to let Lin Guiyuan out for some air.â
For this trip to Xianling City, only the little deer and Jin Sheng were left in the Mountain Realm.
The little deer was in a crucial period of stabilizing its demon core; it wasnât good to take it around carelessly.
Within the Mountain Realm, the Spiritual Power was stable, quite suited for it to focus on cultivation.
Lin Guiyuan, now in the form of a mountain ghost, wrapped in Ghost Qi and unafraid of sunlight, still shouldnât be too conspicuous.
Fang Geyu had a spiritual bag specifically for storing Spiritual Objects.
Her own Unicorn was usually kept inside it, perfectly concealing its aura and Spiritual Power.
Knowing Lin Guiyuan had inconveniences, she had also given Baili An a spiritual bag.
They left the inn and stepped down the stairs to the courtyard.
The night grew darker, the clear moon now absent.
In the trees, the flickering light marks reflected the falling snow covering the steps, and two pots of wine were quietly placed atop the snow-covered stone table.
Chai Ye had clearly been waiting for a long time.
He was alone.
Baili An said, âI donât drink.â
Chai Ye paused, then smiled and uncorked a pot, taking a hearty swig, âNo matter, I can drink alone.â