I’m Writing a Diary in a Fantasy World — I Really Am Not a 'Cao Thief'! Chapter 148.2 : Sharing the Night Together? (Part 2)

[Zhao Qinghui: Wow! Welco!]

[Su Lingyuan (14): Wow! Welco!]

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Entering the group chat with curiosity and unease, Yuan Jue was greeted at first glance by a stream of welcoming ssages popping up one after another, leaving her montarily at a loss.

But she was not a dull person.

[Yuan Jue: Thank you, everyone. My na is Yuan Jue. I am the young master's maid. Please take care of in the future...]

[Dantai Jinglian: Oh? You're the maid my junior nephew just took in—the one he described as a "female villain"?]

The mont she saw this na, Yuan Jue's heart gave a violent jolt.

Dantai Jinglian.

Even soone born in a small city like hers had heard of this na.

[Yuan Jue: Yuan Jue greets Senior Dantai!]

[Dantai Jinglian: Oh? Judging by your tone, it sounds like you've heard of ?]

[Yuan Jue: Senior Dantai's reputation resounds throughout the Eastern Profound Realm. Your fa is well known—of course this junior has heard of you.]

[Ying Qingjue: What fa? More like infamy. Don't be afraid of her. Forget "Senior Dantai"—be bolder and just call her by na. This woman may not be a good person, but since you've entered the group chat, we're all family now. She wouldn't dare do anything to you.]

[Dantai Jinglian: Oh my, isn't this Supre Ying Qingjue? You haven't spoken in the group chat for so long—I almost thought you secretly flew off with my junior nephew to live as a loving pair sowhere...]

[Ying Qingjue: You woman... always speaking in such a sarcastic way...]

For a mont, Ying Qingjue was left speechless.

Earlier, when Chu Ge's diary suddenly stopped updating, the won in the group chat had thought sothing had happened and repeatedly tried to contact Ying Qingjue to find out what was going on.

Ying Qingjue had only replied briefly that nothing was wrong and then went silent again.

This naturally made the others dissatisfied—after all, Ying Qingjue was staying by Chu Ge's side. Besides protecting him, she was also supposed to occasionally relay updates about his situation to them.

All of this had been agreed upon before their departure.

Yet not long after they set out, Ying Qingjue was already being so perfunctory, making it hard for the others to be pleased.

[Luo Huangjun: Alright, you two, calm down. Don't scare the newcor.]

Luo Huangjun finally spoke up.

As the group owner—and currently the one whose cultivation stood head and shoulders above everyone else in the group—her words naturally carried weight.

To be honest, she also had a bit of a headache dealing with these two.

She didn't know whether it was because their fates clashed or so innate incompatibility, but ever since Ying Qingjue joined the group chat, she and Dantai Jinglian had frequently traded barbs.

Aside from Luo Huangjun, no one else in the group could really keep these two in check.

And even Luo Huangjun's authority only worked because the two of them were willing to give her face.

Inside the room, Yuan Jue's small mouth was hanging open in shock.

Supre Ying Qingjue?

Luo Huangjun?

She was completely stunned.

There was no need to elaborate on Luo Huangjun. As the Taihuang Sacred Land was an immortal force of hegemonic status in Lingzhou, each generation's Holy Lord was a figure whose na shook the entire Lingzhou—nay, even the Eastern Profound Domain—a true being standing at the very top of the pyramid.

To be honest, Yuan Jue had never imagined in her life that she would be able to speak with soone of such stature.

Let alone that the other party seed quite friendly toward her?

As for Ying Qingjue—

Having read the diary copy, Yuan Jue naturally knew that her young master had once snatched a remnant soul of a Supre from a Son of Fate nad Ye Chen.

That slightly sarcastic remark from Dantai Jinglian—"Supre Ying Qingjue"—imdiately made Yuan Jue connect the dots.

"S-se… Sister Ying?"

Yuan Jue asked cautiously, her heart pounding wildly as she spoke.

"You're a Supre?"

Calling a Supre "sister"…

Honestly, if Ying Qingjue hadn't previously said that she disliked being called "senior," Yuan Jue would never have dared to address her this way.