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Wei WuXian laughed while in midair, “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

All of the boys felt their hearts shiver, … So the Ghost General is so quick to friendship?!

Yet, before he was even able to roll far away enough, Lan WangJi tore Bichen out of its scabbard and stabbed it hard into the sitting mat, nailing a corner of Wei WuXian’s robe onto the ground.

Lan WangJi was expressionless, “I like it too.”

The young men were speechless. Of course, this was not their fault. After all, the Lan Clan of Gusu was wealthy enough that its disciples did not need to worry about monetary issues.

The disciples down there pointed at him, “Wei-xiong! How admirable of you! He told you to get out, and you really went outside! Hahahaha…”

Lan Wangji eyed it for a while before remarking in a stiff voice, “… I only left for a few hours.”

Nie MingJue’s attacks had almost always been successful. Yet, whether because of a mistake in the information or just pure luck, nobody had expected that the attack led them straight to the sect leader of the QishanWen Sect, Wen RuoHan.

For Lotus Pier’s destruction, Jiang Cheng thought not only that Wei WuXian responsible, but also that Wen Ning and Lan WangJi were responsible too.

Wind and thunder could not stop him from climbing into the man’s bed, hoping to disgust Lan Wangji until the man could no longer endure it and severed their association with one swing of his sword, separating posthaste. But no matter whether Wei Wuxian’s insanity flew north, south, east, or west, Lan Wangji remained steadfast and unmoving.

The man’s features were of unparalleled grace, but frost and snow seemed to surround his figure. Before he had even drawn nearer, the cultivators quieted on their own, meeting his eyes in respect. The more well-known ones bravened up and went forth to salute him, “HanGuang-Jun.”

Wei WuXian reminded him as well, “Sect Leader Lan, do you remember what you said to Sect Leader Jiang? Don’t spend too long talking to him.”

With an almost insatiable force, Wei WuXian picked as many lotus seeds as he could. There was almost no room on the boat left to put their feet, all three of them sitting amid mountains of green lotus seed pods.

Before he could finish his sentence, Lan Wangji did something extremely rude. This might have been the very first time in his life that he acted in such a vulgar manner. He held Wei Wuxian in his embrace and kicked the door open.

Lan WangJi spoke, “Put your legs down.”

And Lan WangJi caught him again. This time, he put one hand against his forehead. After contemplating for a few moments, he spoke, “Wei Ying, you… are so warm.”

One of the madams commented in an aloof way, “That’s why these seemingly beautiful things are often full of holes beneath the surface. There’s nothing to envy at all.”