Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 299: 299. Don't be like this, I'm scared

Chapter 299: 299. Don’t be like this, I’m scared.

The person who appeared outside the door was Di Ao. She knocked on the door: “It’s , open the door!”

Zhao Luofei was startled, imdiately pulling Fang Zhou behind her, as if she was ready to fight her way out protecting him.

If it was just Di Ao, naturally she would not be a match for Zhao Luofei, but Fang Zhou sensed that the two royal bodyguards chasing her had returned.

If they fought desperately now, let alone taking Fang Zhou away, Zhao Luofei herself might not even escape.

Fang Zhou could only grab Zhao Luofei’s clothes and push her under the bed.

“Don’t make a sound, I’ll send her away.”

Then he tidied up his clothes and went to open the door.

The mont he opened the door, Fang Zhou imdiately cast an Illusion Technique on Di Ao standing at the doorway.

Zhao Luofei was already injured, and the room was filled with a bloody scent. As soone in the Foundation Establishnt Realm, Di Ao had a keen sense of sll, and she would probably sll it as soon as she ca in, so Fang Zhou had to envelop her in the Illusion Technique.

Di Ao didn’t realize she was trapped in the Illusion Technique at all. She smiled naturally and said, “I ca to see you. Were you scared just now?”

While speaking, Di Ao sniffed carefully, yet she didn’t sll anything or sense the presence of a second person in the room.

She wasn’t there out of concern for Fang Zhou but rather recalling the assassination incident earlier. When the assassin saw Fang Zhou, they let out a brief, urgent “you,” clearly recognizing Fang Zhou.

Now, Di Ao, like a bird startled by a bowstring, imdiately considered Fang Zhou a suspect.

She heard from the two royal bodyguards that the assassin might still be in the mansion, and she imdiately suspected they might be hiding in Fang Zhou’s room, so she quickly brought the two bodyguards with her.

Now those two bodyguards were just outside, ready to storm in if Di Ao noticed anything wrong.

However, being in the Illusion Technique, Di Ao naturally didn’t notice anything. After comforting Fang Zhou a bit, she turned and left.

Fang Zhou sensed her and the two bodyguards walking further away, though one bodyguard stayed not far off, monitoring Fang Zhou’s room.

Well, it seems like I’m being watched again. Being an honest person is just a fate of being under surveillance.

Fang Zhou sighed, then dragged Zhao Luofei out from under the bed.

Her face was pale, and her forehead was sweaty, yet she kept looking steadfastly at Fang Zhou, her eyes full of tenderness: “Xiaoyue, you’re so clever.”

Damn it, what’s up with this woman?

Fang Zhou could clearly see that Zhao Luofei had thoughts about him; calling him by his na, her eyes full of affection.

He just couldn’t figure it out. When he pretended to be Qiao Sen’s male concubine, they weren’t even on good terms. At most, he saved her once afterward, but they hadn’t really interacted since. Why would she fall for him?

Though Fang Zhou knew that his looks were unparalleled, so handso that won couldn’t keep their legs closed at the sight of him, Zhao Luofei clearly wasn’t one to be swayed by looks.

He could only bury this doubt in his heart. He reached out and ripped Zhao Luofei’s clothing. Under her smooth ribs was a deep wound, staining the black clothes with a deep red from the blood.

Fang Zhou took out a gourd, poured so Sword Lake Water to clean her wound, which contained a lot of Spiritual Energy, highly effective for healing external injuries.

After cleaning the wound, Fang Zhou wrapped it up and gave her so healing elixir from the gourd. After all, he had plenty of those.

Zhao Luofei was compliant throughout, but her eyes never left Fang Zhou’s face, looking at him like a wife gazing at her diligent husband.

Big sister, please don’t look at like that, I’m scared!

Fang Zhou felt a bit creeped out by Zhao Luofei’s gaze. How did he not notice before that, despite her strong personality, she was so easily won over?

“There might be soone watching outside. You rest up first. We’ll find a chance to leave at night.”

Fang Zhou tossed Zhao Luofei onto the bed, ready to leave.

But Zhao Luofei suddenly reached out and grabbed him: “Don’t leave .”

Fang Zhou’s expression was odd. He felt as if he were in a female-oriented novel, with Zhao Luofei taking on the roles between male side characters three and four, the exclusive lapdog of the female lead.

The kind that dotes without regard.

Funny enough, it was quite entertaining.

In his past life, Fang Zhou hated lapdogs, believing they skewed the market dynamics, inflating demand, and he’d curse them to miserable fates online regularly.

Yet now, when he was the one being doted on, Fang Zhou could only describe the feeling with one phrase—it felt amazing.

Fang Zhou took a seat by the bed, asking Zhao Luofei about her journey after leaving the island.

Zhao Luofei shared calmly, her eyes never leaving Fang Zhou, her hand holding on as if afraid he’d suddenly disappear.

Only after hearing her story did Fang Zhou realize that Zhao Luofei had indeed misunderstood.

He faked his death to leave, but Zhao Luofei suspected he might be alive and assud Fang Zhou hadn’t died either, thinking he followed the three ruthless n to protect her.

Her suspicion was filled with flaws. Fang Zhou asked San Wa to pretend to be her savior specifically to explain why she was not dead.

Moreover, when Fang Zhou was forcibly taken by Di Ao upon arriving in the Capital, there were countless witnesses. Zhao Luofei could have found out if she inquired a bit.

But she ignored these flaws, firmly believing in her own theory, clearly getting stuck in a loop.

Fang Zhou hesitated whether to tell Zhao Luofei the truth, ultimately deciding against it. Anyway, he would leave after everything was settled, so leaving her with a beautiful misunderstanding wasn’t a bad idea.

…

Zhao Luofei ended up staying in Fang Zhou’s room to recover. Her wounds healed quickly, but instead of leaving, she was quite content with “cohabiting” with Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou didn’t chase her away; now, releasing her would be like setting free a ticking ti bomb. Who knew what she would do next? It was better to keep her close and supervised.

Luckily, during this ti, Di Ao was so overwheld by Qiao Sen’s attacks that she hardly had the ti to bother with Fang Zhou.

At night, Fang Zhou and Zhao Luofei even shared a bed. This woman, perhaps deliberately, was very restless at night. She often ended up snuggling up in her sleep.

This was making Fang Zhou increasingly restless. Ever since leaving the Heavenly Sword Sect, he had been living a monk-like life, restoring his energy for future use.

Zhao Luofei’s actions were stirring up Fang Zhou’s anger, but fortunately, he had self-control. Otherwise, he would have long taken advantage and had his way with Zhao Luofei.

Of course, who’s to say who would prevail if it ca to that.

One night, as Fang Zhou lay there, Zhao Luofei once again snuggled up from behind to hug him.

Fang Zhou actually wanted to sternly refuse and loudly scold her improper behavior—except the feel of her pressing against him was simply too nice to let go.

This ti, Zhao Luofei didn’t pretend to sleep but buried her head into the nape of Fang Zhou’s neck and whispered, “After we leave the General’s Mansion, co with . I’ll make you happy.”

Was this her way of confessing her feelings again?

Fang Zhou thought to himself quietly. Just as he was contemplating how to refuse her, Zhao Luofei suddenly said sothing that instantly infuriated him.