Chapter 111 – Sister Zixuan, This Guy Is Clearly Not a Good Person, Stay Away From Him!

Library, outdoor rest area.

Qin Yang held the lunchbox, its residual warmth heating his palms as he watched Li Zixuan’s retreating figure, utterly baffled…

“I never asked her to deliver food, did I?”

What kind of foolish antics was this silly apprentice up to now?

Qin Yang scanned his surroundings, noticing several gazes directed their way, and couldn’t help shaking his head helplessly.

Even if you call this showing off in public.

This isn’t the way to do it!

“Whatever, since it’s already here. I’ll find a chance to lecture her later. Let me see what delicacies she brought first.”

Qin Yang pulled the lunchbox toward himself and slowly opened it.

The next moment.

An aromatic fragrance assailed his senses.

Inside the container lay silver fungus, bird’s nest, sea cucumber, bamboo pith, morel mushrooms, tripe… an extravagant spread of rare delicacies meticulously arranged like works of art.

Staring at the breakfast contents, Qin Yang was rendered speechless.

Good heavens.

This was absurdly luxurious to the point of being inhuman!

This single breakfast spread likely cost more than half his monthly salary.

Moreover.

He’d just finished eating most of a box of vegetarian buns…

And now she pulls this stunt?!

Was she trying to burst his stomach?

“Damn, Old Qin, I’m impressed.”

Xia He leaned over from beside him, sucking in a sharp breath at the sight before looking down at his own lunchbox.

Plain, unremarkable meat buns.

Without comparison, there’d be no sense of injustice.

The buns instantly lost their appeal!

“I’ve wronged you, brother… I even wondered why you didn’t get breakfast this morning…” Xia He quietly closed his container, pausing before sighing at Qin Yang. “…Turns out you were waiting for your willing catch.”

Clasping his hands in mock apology, he gradually stood up. “I’m guilty of interrupting, so I’ll take my leave and stop bothering you.”

“Hey, wait!”

Seeing him about to leave, Qin Yang quickly grabbed his arm, gesturing at the lavish spread. “I can’t finish this alone. Help me out, share the load…”

“No no no, spare me, Old Qin.” Xia He raised his hands in refusal, winking meaningfully while gesturing at his own chest. “You really want me dead, don’t you?”

“If I take so much as a bite today, I’ll probably find a sword scar on my body tomorrow! Keep it for yourself—I’m out of here.”

With those words, he snatched his lunchbox and swiftly turned to escape, straddling his police motorcycle before speeding away from the scene.

Leaving Qin Yang alone to stare gloomily at the extravagant feast. The overflowing container mocked his already seventy-percent-full stomach.

“Miscalculation. Should’ve brought Xiaobai along…” Qin Yang sighed at the food.

What could he do now?

Just power through it!

Checking the time, he lowered his head and began devouring the food ravenously. Chewy sea cucumbers went down his throat followed by occasional spoonfuls of savory soup to moisten his mouth. Many dishes were swallowed without proper tasting—a complete waste of fine cuisine.

Soon.

Both containers stood empty.

“Burp~”

Rubbing his distended belly, Qin Yang released a contented belge before satisfaction propelled him toward work, where he immediately found a slacking spot to lie down.

No exercise right after eating.

Needed at least an hour of digestion before moving.

Qin Yang pillowed his head on his arms, lying sideways on the bench as he admired the cloud-dusted sky through the window.

White clouds drifted lazily, his stomach was content, and time flowed by in tranquil serenity…Feeling quite comfortable.

…………….

Library, Sector 2

Li Qinghe hid behind a bookshelf, peeking through the gaps between books, taking in Qin Yang’s content expression. She gritted her teeth in frustration.

“So infuriating! If that Qin fellow is comfortable, then I’m not!”

“Eat then sleep, sleep then eat—is this guy a piglet?!”

Li Qinghe sneered as she shoved the book back onto the shelf, crossing her arms. Then she recalled the lunchbox from earlier.

Why would Zixuan-mei deliver a lunchbox?

Impossible.

There must be something fishy going on!

“I have to get to the bottom of this.”

With that thought, Li Qinghe glanced around to confirm no one was passing by anytime soon. Then, with a swift movement, she slipped into the women’s restroom.

Standing before the mirror, she lightly brushed her cheeks, dispelling the concealment array formation. Her features blurred momentarily.

She had switched back to her dignified, heroic persona.

Exiting the restroom, she headed straight for Li Zixuan’s location.

……………

Library Sector 1, Rest Area

Li Zixuan was immersed in studying the essentials of swordplay, her brow furrowed in concentration as she traced sword forms with her finger.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.

“Zixuan, what a coincidence!”

Hearing this, Li Zixuan turned her head and was surprised to see Li Qinghe approaching. “Sister Qinghe? What are you doing here?”

“Nothing much. The weather was nice this morning, so I thought I’d stroll around the library.”

Li Qinghe pulled out a chair and sat opposite Li Zixuan at the table. Her eyes swept over the Sword Dao notebook on the desk, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, good.

Zixuan-mei is still as diligent as ever.

She hasn’t been corrupted by that scoundrel Qin Yang into slacking off.

“Still in time, thank goodness.”

After relaxing, Li Qinghe patted her chest, feeling as if a weight had been lifted.

“In time for what?”

Li Zixuan tilted her head, gazing at Li Qinghe with a puzzled expression. “What are you talking about, Sister Qinghe?”

“Never mind, I just have a small question for you.”

“Okay, go ahead.”

“It’s nothing major, just about that guy over there.”

Li Qinghe glanced toward the distance, her gaze settling on the sleeping Qin Yang. She cupped a hand beside her mouth and whispered, “Didn’t you say you weren’t familiar with him?”

“You mean Qin Yang?”

Li Zixuan followed her gaze, her stern eyes softening abruptly. “We’re not very familiar.”

“Not familiar? Then why did I see you delivering breakfast to him this morning?”

Li Qinghe looked utterly unconvinced. “Don’t lie to your sister.”

“Well…”

Hearing this, Li Zixuan hesitated, then glanced toward Qin Yang again. “I’m not lying. We weren’t familiar before, but we are now.”

As she finished speaking.

“???”

Li Qinghe’s face was instantly covered in question marks.

What does that mean?

So…

In the end, I was the one secretly facilitating things and playing matchmaker for you two?

“Ah, my silly little sister…”

Li Qinghe facepalmed, looking at Li Zixuan’s clueless expression with concern. “I’m afraid you’d end up counting money for someone even after they’ve sold you out.”

“That’s not true!”

Hearing this, Li Zixuan puffed out her cheeks, crossed her arms, and instantly became displeased.

“Sister Qinghe, don’t talk nonsense!”

“Alright, alright, I won’t say anymore, Zixuan.”

Seeing Li Zixuan’s slight temper flare, Li Qinghe quickly softened her tone to comfort her. “I’m just worried about you.”

“Worried about what?”Li Zixuan asked in confusion.

“Listen to your sister’s advice, Zi Xuan, come closer.”

Li Qinghe leaned across the table, reaching out to draw Li Zixuan nearer, and whispered softly:

“That Qin fellow is terribly wicked, he clearly doesn’t seem like a good person at all!”

As the words fell.

In the distance, Qin Yang, who was pretending to sleep, heard this and was immediately speechless.

“???”

“How am I not a good person again?”

(End of Chapter)