Changfeng had seen Jiangli’s Spiritual Feature, and he suspected that Jiangli might be the Celestial Maiden Ba...
The very sa Jiangli who, eight hundred years ago, vanished as the founding master of Jiaoyang Temple.
However, Jiangli carried a heavy burden of virtue.
She was even willing to use her own virtue to redeem vengeful ghosts.
How could this recorded God of Drought possibly be Jiangli?
If the record wasn’t wrong, then maybe he was mistaken.
If this part of the record was wrong, then what about the remaining part?
Could it be incorrect as well?
Perhaps this record was untrustworthy from the very beginning?
Changfeng should have been the first to believe this record.
However... from his interactions with Jiangli, Jiangli really didn’t align with the recorded God of Drought.
Changfeng suddenly didn’t know whom to believe.
Holding the notebook for a long ti, Changfeng stared ahead, silently.
At that mont, a voice ca from the other bed behind him.
"Old Bai, you’re back?"
Changfeng jolted upright, quickly stood up, and turned around, hastily hiding the notebook behind him.
He looked towards the neighboring bed and saw Xun Tianhai with his eyes still closed, mouth slightly open, emitting soft snores. The voice just now seed like he was talking in his sleep.
Changfeng tentatively said, "I, I just got back..."
Xun Tianhai turned over, muttering unconsciously, "Then hurry up and rest; I’m too tired. I still need to sleep..."
Changfeng softly replied, "Alright."
Xun Tianhai’s snoring grew louder.
Changfeng waited for a while, and seeing Xun Tianhai completely still, it seed he was really asleep.
He breathed a sigh of relief and took out the notebook.
Looking at the heavy notebook, Changfeng temporarily put it away before washing up and resting.
...
Jiangli had been in the room, not knowing how long she had stayed, until daylight broke outside, and the door was knocked.
Jiangli leaned on the small sofa, eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
The mont the knocking sounded, she instantly opened her eyes, appearing clear-headed and not at all like she had just woken up.
Jiangli got up, glanced at the phone by the bedside, which was now fully charged.
She picked up the phone and walked over to open the door.
Fu Shiyan was standing at the door.
"When did you wake up?" Fu Shiyan paused upon seeing Jiangli already tidied up, and asked.
Jiangli walked out, "Just woke up too. It’s two in the afternoon now; want to go eat?"
She actively changed the subject.
Fu Shiyan didn’t expose Jiangli’s lie, nodded, "I ca to find you for that. I already booked a restaurant earlier to take you out for a al."
Jiangli agreed softly and walked out with Fu Shiyan.
As Jiangli walked out, she sent a ssage to Xia Xin, asking him to et them in the lobby.
Xia Xin should be awake as well.
Not long after Jiangli’s ssage was sent, Xia Xin replied with a cute nodding emoji.
After Jiangli and Fu Shiyan arrived at the lobby, they didn’t wait long before seeing Xia Xin and Qing Yue erge from the elevator.
Xia Xin yawned, though awake, he seed not entirely alert, exhausted.
Seeing Jiangli and Fu Shiyan waiting in the lobby, he barely managed to muster energy, walked over with Qing Yue to et them.
"Old ancestors, you woke up so early!" Xia Xin yawned massively, tears almost coming out.
Despite sleeping for several hours, he was still too tired.
Jiangli looked energetic, showing no signs of fatigue from staying up late.
Upon hearing this, she replied disdainfully as always, "You should really practice more; your physical condition isn’t good."
Xia Xin accompanied her with a sheepish smile.
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