Chapter 893: 696 Protecting Shortcomings, Daily Identity Revelation [Part 1]
This bar is quite large, with seven or eight shelves storing at least a thousand bottles.
Yet, in an instant, they exploded.
Moreover, there weren’t any bullets or other weapons involved.
In the city center, carrying weapons privately is strictly prohibited.
If discovered, you will be sent to the Judgnt Court under the Sage Academy for a ruling.
What on earth happened?
The guests stared, dazed, at the shattered bottles on the ground, struggling to process what just occurred.
The frivolous young master was sprawled on the floor, and his attendants stood stupefied, forgetting to help him.
Even Qin Lingyu was rooted to the spot in shock.
Just now, she hadn’t seen how Fu Yunshen had entered.
Fu Yunshen slowly wiped a few drops of blood from his fingers. His fingertips were cold, trembling slightly, before landing on the girl’s face.
His voice was husky and slow: “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” Ying Zijin clasped his hand, her gaze slightly tense, “Your body is so cold.”
She could sense his unease.
And with her current combat power, there was no opponent outside the Sage Academy.
Not to ntion a re young master.
Yet he remained uneasy.
His hand was even this cold.
As an ancient martial artist, it was indeed unusual.
“Mm.” Fu Yunshen replied softly, holding her shoulder, “Let’s change places, go to The Light.”
The Light is a big bar in the City of the World, frequently visited by first-class citizens.
It’s reservation-based, only hosting a limited number of guests each day.
Ying Zijin turned her head: “Lingyu and I initially planned to go there, but couldn’t get a reservation.”
Fu Yunshen touched her head: “I bought it on my way to find you, now it’s empty.”
Being in your own territory is reassuring.
Ying Zijin: “…”
Spendy!
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The Light bar.
Qin Lingyu naturally didn’t want to disturb Fu Yunshen and Ying Zijin.
She sat at the bar, ordered a few more bottles, and casually started a live stream.
Tonight’s live stream was simple for Qin Lingyu, just drinking.
Despite that, her stream was still popular.
Inside the private room.
Ying Zijin shut the door and began, “Today you—”
Before finishing her sentence, she was pressed against the wall, her lips fiercely kissed.
The wall was cold, and the warmth from his palm seeped through her clothes.
The breath was slightly heated.
A sound dropped, low and deep.
“Yaoyao, close your eyes.”
His kiss was aggressive, relentless, missing no place.
Yet, his hands protected her head and waist.
A violent tenderness.
Almost unbearable, drowning.
After the aggression, ca gentle soothing.
After a long ti, he finally released her.
Ying Zijin held onto his shoulder, breathing slightly, lifted her head: “Had a nightmare?”
“Yes, I did.” Fu Yunshen held his forehead with one hand and smiled, “A very bad nightmare.”
A few drops of water slid from his hair, landing on his collarbone, then disappearing.
“Nightmare?” Ying Zijin reached up to check his forehead temperature, frowned, “What nightmare?”
Fu Yunshen: “Dreamt of a war, many died, including—”
He didn’t continue, but Ying Zijin knew what he ant.
Including her.
Indeed, a very bad nightmare.
Ying Zijin raised her hand, originally intending to bring out the tarot cards.
Then she rembered when she once let Fu Yunshen draw cards, he drew three blank ones.
Utterly pointless.
She would never let Fu Yunshen draw cards again.
Ying Zijin’s hand paused, deciding not to use any tools, she patted his lowered head: “Boyfriend, your lovely girlfriend will interpret the dream for you, the war ended in your dream?”
“Hm?” Fu Yunshen slightly opened his eyes, still a bit weary, “Yes, ended.”
“War’s end signifies the resolution of conflicts faced in real life.” Ying Zijin thought, said, “Harmony in relationships, family bliss, all difficulties will be overco.”
“And dreaming of the dead, they symbolize everything fading away, it ans you’ll enter a new life, all past displeasure will disappear, erging from disappointnt.”
This was a dream interpretation Fu Yunshen hadn’t heard before, his eyes curved charmingly: “Such an explanation, Yaoyao?”
“Yes.” Ying Zijin yawned, raised an eyebrow, “You can ask your Yu brothers, he studies psychology, he’s sure to know dream analysis, his answer should match mine.”
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