Wong Qifu felt the entire office was eerily silent. She could even hear her own heartbeat.
"What are you..." A faint blush appeared on Wong Qifu's face. She instinctively struggled a few tis but couldn't break free from Xu Ke's embrace.
"Nothing much. I just want to hug my fiancée. Is there a problem with that?" Xu Ke inhaled Wong Qifu's sweet fragrance, tightening his arm around her waist.
Holding her, he suddenly felt all his previous worries dissipate. Who he fought didn't matter anymore.
Living off a woman... seems kind of acceptable.
"I'm talking to you about sothing serious. Let go."
Xu Ke closed his eyes. "We can talk while we hug."
"This is so sudden... Besides, we aren't formally engaged yet..." Her voice lost its usual calm and dominance, replaced by a hint of petulance that bordered on coquetry. In the face of this unexpected embrace, she was like a little girl.
Shy and cute!
"Go on, tell about your serious business," Xu Ke said nonchalantly.
Wong Qifu laughed in exasperation. "I'd like to, but your hands won't stay still."
His restless hands made her breath hitch. It was the first ti she'd seen Xu Ke be so forward.
"I'm just checking to see if you've been eating enough," Xu Ke said.
"Stop touching ."
"Just a little longer... How is your waist so slim..."
With the warm, soft woman in his arms, Xu Ke suddenly felt he had been far too proper before. So proper it was a cri to waste such a perfect opportunity.
"Enough!" Wong Qifu snapped. "If you keep this up, I'll have you carried out of here."
"Weren't you the one who wanted to talk about our wedding? Why can't I even touch you now?"
Wong Qifu grew even more irritated. "Do you think I won't call soone in here?"
He's using my own words against ?
Xu Ke relented. "Alright, I'll stop touching you."
"Your hand is still there! I'm calling for soone!"
"I'm not touching you. You can have people co in and see for themselves. They'll testify that I'm not touching you."
"Then why is it moving?!"
"I'm just stroking it gently..."
"Xu Ke! Do you know there's a knife nearby?"
"You'd feel sorry for ."
"Feel sorry for you? In your dreams! Ah! Hands off! This is an office!"
"Then here should be fine, right?"
Wong Qifu bit her red lip, rendered speechless.
...
A little while later, Wong Qifu stood before the mirror adjusting her clothes, her face still slightly flushed. "You... you're so well-behaved at ho. Why are you so outrageous in the office?"
"Am I that well-behaved at ho?"
Wong Qifu retorted, "Aren't you? Let's not forget who it was in that urban village who insisted he didn't have two beds."
The old Xu Ke might have been embarrassed by her teasing. But today's Xu Ke just smiled. "Even if I had really let you sleep on the bed, you wouldn't have dared to."
Outwardly, Wong Qifu was the ruthless type who was short on words, preferring action over empty talk. The only tis you'd see her engage in verbal sparring were when she couldn't use her fists. But when it ca to matters of the heart, despite her teasing that made her seem like a seasoned veteran of love, he now understood the truth. Her confidence was just a facade, built on a strong aura. When push ca to shove, she was all bark and no bite—a fierce exterior hiding a timid heart. A giant in words, but a dwarf in action!
"You!" Wong Qifu glared at him, raising a hand to strike.
Xu Ke suddenly seed to rember sothing. "Wait, I think Elder Yang is looking for ."
"What?"
The next mont, Xu Ke turned and bolted. "Actually, I think *I* need to find *him*. I'll go ask."
Wong Qifu froze for a mont before it dawned on her. He was just making an excuse to run away!
"Bastard," she muttered, annoyed. But as she thought about what had just happened, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl into a small smile.
...
After leaving the office, Xu Ke had planned to head back. However, Wang Wu, who was standing in the corridor, stopped him. "Mister Xu, Elder Yang wants to see you. He's waiting for you downstairs."
Xu Ke was taken aback. He hadn't expected Yang Shoukang to actually be looking for him.
...
「In the dical room of the Wang Family Mansion.」
The room was simple, containing just a table, a chair, and a bed. It was the most basic of infirmaries and seed to contain no herbs or equipnt. Strangely, though, a rich dicinal aroma filled the air. Xu Ke looked around but couldn't find its source.
Xu Ke and Yang Shoukang had just taken their seats when Yang Shoukang spoke with a smile. "Doctor Xu, a true hero erges from the young generation. Not even the dical Saint had such skill at your age!"
Xu Ke smiled. "You flatter , Elder Yang. I dare not accept such praise. My master is far more skilled than I am! Also, please, just call Xu Ke. There's no need to be so formal."
Xu Ke wasn't surprised that Yang Shoukang recognized his lineage, given his master Ren Gu's exchanges with the man. Xu Ke assud Yang Shoukang was just being polite.
But Yang Shoukang shook his head with great seriousness. "The dical Saint has been famous for a long ti. He must be over a hundred years old by now. But as powerful as the dical Saint is, he only began to show his true genius in middle age. In his youth, he was relatively unknown. The Tenro Thirteen Needles, which involves controlling needles with energy, can only be used by a grandmaster of the dical arts. Given the dical Saint's temperant, he would likely not accept you being called the number one in our field. But to call you the number two of our ti? That is a title you undoubtedly deserve."
Xu Ke was slightly taken aback. "Elder Yang, your praise is making uncomfortable."
"There's no need for excessive modesty. The young should have a sharp edge. A young genius, especially, ought to be full of vigor and spirit," Yang Shoukang said with a smile. "Be a little more arrogant. Don't let these people from the Wang Family look down on you."
He felt that Xu Ke had been far too low-key in front of the Wang Family today.
If Wang Tianlu were here, he would probably scoff. Xu Ke, low-key? Is taking down Wang Yu in front of the entire Wang Family considered low-key? If Wong Qifu hadn't been there, Xu Ke probably would have just killed the man, dusted off his hands, and walked away. If Lin Zhongtian were here, he would have thought the exact sa thing...
Xu Ke rubbed his nose. "I'll... try my best."
"By the way, Xu Ke, there's sothing I wish to ask."
"Please, go ahead, Elder Yang."
At this, Yang Shoukang seed rather excited. He rubbed his hands together and asked, "I wonder... how has the dical Saint been lately?"
Xu Ke paused, then gave a bitter laugh. "To be honest, I don't know where my master is. I haven't seen him in three years."
Hearing this, Yang Shoukang's expression stiffened before he let out a sigh. "I see. The dical Saint is a man of great importance. It's only natural that he's as elusive as a divine dragon, showing its head but never its tail."
Despite his words, the disappointnt in Yang Shoukang's eyes was unmistakable.
Seeing this, Xu Ke added, "Don't worry too much, Elder Yang. My master will co to Tianhai eventually."
"That's true. With a treasured disciple like you here, he's bound to visit."
Xu Ke simply smiled.
"Actually, there is one more favor I'd like to ask..." As he said this, Yang Shoukang's expression suddenly turned nervous and apprehensive.
Xu Ke was surprised. "What is it?"
"Well," Yang Shoukang said, clenching his jaw, "after you pointed out the flaws in my Seven-Star Exquisite Needle technique, I've beco extrely curious about the genuine version... Rest assured! I would never force you to reveal the true manual for the Seven-Star Exquisite Needle. If it's inconvenient in any way, please feel free to refuse! But if you are willing, you may take your pick of any dicinal herb from the inner chamber. In fact, you can take the entire collection if you wish!"
To demonstrate his sincerity, Yang Shoukang hurriedly pressed a button on a remote control. In the next mont, a section of the wall began to move...
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