"Why aren’t you saying anything again?"
"Moyan, did you have a fight with Xiao’ai?" Jun Wuchen asked with a slight frown, sounding concerned.
Jun Moyan tightened his grip on his phone, his lips moved slightly, and after a mont, he replied, "No, Xiao’ai went back to the Holy City with her cousin, so I can’t go..."
"I see, then we’ll have to thank her next ti."
"Mm."
"Alright, I understand. I’ll tell Grandpa, so Moyan, rember to co back then."
Jun Moyan pondered for a while, then agreed, "...Mm."
After hanging up, Jun Wuchen held the phone in his hand, looking out at the exquisite Wangfeng Pavilion through the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes flickering slightly.
His lips moved slightly, softly uttering a single phrase
"She’s gone back..."
Late at night
In a dim secret chamber, Nie Jiuque, as usual, was on ti to use his spiritual power to repair Gu Sheng’s soul fragnt.
Ye Yin appeared
"Lord, Madam and Feng Liyan went back to the Demon Clan a few days ago."
"I know," Nie Jiuque replied.
"Madam must hate us now, and as for the last ti you disguised as Ye Qi to prevent her from returning to the Cat Demon Clan, she surely knows about that too."
"...Hm."
"But it’s good that Madam went back, this way we don’t have to worry about her and Jun Moyan..." Ye Yin said, realizing he shouldn’t have ntioned it, he imdiately stopped.
"Oh right, Lord, there’s another matter. The Baiming Sect and an overseas organization are at odds again, it’s the sa one from before, but this ti it’s more serious. How should we handle it?"
"You promised Madam not to let the Baiming Sect do bad things anymore, so why not take this opportunity to disband it?"
To Ye Yin, it was only a matter of ti before Nie Jiuque returned to the Demon Realm, there was really no need to arrange any backup plans in the Human Realm.
"Ignore them, and don’t get involved with matters here for now, I’ll take care of it myself. You should imdiately return to the Demon Realm and keep an eye on Zuo Yan. He knows Xiao’ai is Yingying, I’m afraid he might harm Xiao’ai."
"Alright, I’ll head back imdiately, Lord, do take care of yourself."
"Mm."
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Cat Demon Clan
"Xiao’ai, are you there?" Ye Qi lightly knocked on the door.
Inside, Wen Xiao’ai, who was busily writing with a brush, was startled.
"In...not in...I’m here."
Ye Qi outside the door was amused by Wen Xiao’ai’s adorable response.
"Then Brother Ye Qi is coming in."
"Wait...okay..."
Wen Xiao’ai hurriedly got up, stuffing dozens of sheets of rice paper with Jun Moyan’s na written on them into her wide sleeves.
Before she had ti to tidy up the brush and inkstone, Ye Qi had already walked in.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai tidying sothing at the table, he asked with a smile.
"What are you doing in here, Xiao’ai? Are you up to so mischief again, looking so flustered?"
"I’m not," Wen Xiao’ai said, hiding her small hands behind her back and turning around.
Her little face had turned pale with fright.
Looking at Wen Xiao’ai who had turned around, Ye Qi paused slightly, then a bright smile spread across his handso face.
"You say you’re not, but your face looks like a little spotted kitten."
Wen Xiao’ai quickly raised her hand to her face, forgetting that her hands were also covered in ink, saring it more and turning her face into a big spotted one.
"Don’t wipe it randomly, the more you wipe it, the more it’ll spread."
Ye Qi, holding a dicinal al, ca over, raising his hand to stop Wen Xiao’ai’s hand.
He put the dicinal al on the table, looking at the brush and ink on the table, he was quite surprised.
"Xiao’ai, were you practicing calligraphy or painting?"
It was the first ti in hundreds of years that he’d seen Wen Xiao’ai bring brush and ink into her room, and calling it "unusual" didn’t do it justice.
"I...was practicing calligraphy..." Wen Xiao’ai said guiltily.
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