Chapter 131 – Li Qinghe: Sister Zixuan, Let's Each Discuss Our Own Matters

“Sister Qinghe!”

Li Zixuan’s voice rang out.

Hearing this, Li Qinghe, who was approaching, instantly paled, so embarrassed she wished she could vanish into the ground!

Damn it, how did Zixuan-mei recognize me?!

How did my disguise get exposed?

This shouldn’t be happening!

Thinking this, Li Qinghe hurriedly raised a book to cover her face, her neck flushing red with shame as she turned to retreat, trying to avoid Li Zixuan’s gaze.

After all,

She had confidently boasted to her in the private room back then,

Vowing to become the Sword God’s disciple and become fellow disciples with Zixuan-mei.

But now, not only had she failed in her scheme,

Zixuan had actually been promoted in seniority, becoming her Martial Aunt!

This was utterly humiliating!

The more Li Qinghe thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt, quickening her pace as she tried to hastily leave Section 1.

“Wait, Sister Qinghe! Don’t go!”

Seeing her turn away, Li Zixuan became even more certain of her suspicion. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed Li Qinghe’s wrist, saying:

“You are Sister Qinghe!”

“No, I’m not…”

Caught red-handed, Li Qinghe’s ears burned crimson with shame. She tried to break free but found it impossible.

After a prolonged stalemate with no chance of escape, she finally relented and turned back, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “Zixuan…”

At this moment,

The two cousins finally recognized each other in the Library.

“It really is you!?”

Li Zixuan’s pupils constricted in shock. She immediately released her grip, covering her mouth with her hand as her beautiful eyes shimmered with disbelief. “What are you doing here?”

Shouldn’t Li Qinghe be staying at the luxury hotel arranged by her family, or somewhere else entirely?

Yet here she was,

Dressed plainly in light green work clothes, appearing as if she’d been working in the Library for some time!

And doing menial tasks in her family’s own Library at that!

“Why is this happening?”

Li Zixuan took a step back, completely bewildered. “Does Sister Qinghe have some peculiar hobby I don’t know about?”

Just then, Qin Yang also approached, admiring the expressions on their faces. Feigning surprise, he delivered the final blow: “Oh? You two know each other?”

His words hung in the air.

“You!”

Li Qinghe looked up at Qin Yang, the redness from her ears spreading across her face. She was both embarrassed and furious, feeling like steam might shoot from her head in humiliation.

He did this on purpose!

That Qin guy absolutely did this deliberately!

He knew I was hiding behind the bookshelf all along, and he still played this trick on me!

How outrageous!

The Library’s saxophone music drifted melodiously through the air as the three stood frozen in place, the situation instantly descending into an awkward stalemate.

After a long silence,

“Senior Brother… this is my cousin, Li Qinghe.”

Li Zixuan looked at Li Qinghe, then at the smiling Qin Yang, her expression complicated as she asked, “When did you take her as your disciple?”

The current situation was too chaotic for her to comprehend.

Somehow, without any warning, her Senior Brother had suddenly taken on a disciple, and she had been promoted in seniority, becoming her own cousin’s Martial Aunt.

Moreover,

Based on their previous conversation at the café,

Shouldn’t Sister Qinghe and Senior Brother be at odds? How did things end up like this… What exactly happened between them?

Why would she become Qin Yang’s disciple!?

Li Zixuan scratched her head, utterly perplexed. She turned to look at Li Qinghe again, feeling like she had missed out on many important events.

“Oh, so everyone knows each other. That makes things convenient.”Qin Yang smiled at the sight, pulled Li Qinghe over by the shoulder, and said leisurely, “Come, Shimei, meet the disciple I just took on.”

“I…”

Li Qinghe was speechless, staring at Li Zixuan and stammering, “You… you have to let me explain, Zixuan. It’s not what you think…”

Before she could finish, Qin Yang interjected:

“You don’t know, Shimei, but when Qinghe begged to become my disciple, she even cried—so sincere and heartfelt… Tsk tsk, I really couldn’t bring myself to refuse.”

Hearing this,

Li Zixuan was even more shocked!

“Sister Qinghe actually cried?!”

As far as she remembered,

Li Qinghe had always been like a boy since childhood, hardly ever shedding tears.

But now she actually cried to beg for apprenticeship?!

“I—no, it’s really not what you think, Zixuan!”

Li Qinghe twisted her waist, broke free from Qin Yang’s arm, and glared back at him angrily.

“Why are you looking at your master like that?”

Qin Yang, seeing this, continued to tease, “Just be honest—did you cry back then or not?”

“I…”

Li Qinghe was at a loss for words.

She had cried that time, but it definitely wasn’t because she wanted to become his disciple!

Now Qin Yang was making it sound worse and worse, and Zixuan-mei had taken it all in. If this kept up, she’d never be able to clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River!

Thinking this,

Li Qinghe grabbed Li Zixuan’s hand and quickly headed toward a corner.

“Come on, Zixuan, let’s go over there. I’ll explain everything clearly.”

“Okay, okay.”

Li Zixuan nodded foolishly and followed Li Qinghe toward the bookshelves in Sector 2.

…

A moment later.

“Alright, this spot is good. We should be far enough from that awful man now.”

Li Qinghe leaned against a bookshelf, glanced back at Qin Yang, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw he hadn’t followed.

As long as she could stay away from that Qin fellow, everything would be easier to handle.

Being near him, even the purest white would be painted pitch black!

“Sister Qinghe, you have to explain this to me.”

Li Zixuan frowned, hugging the Sword Dao ancient text, and asked in confusion, “You weren’t like this before. You clearly hated Senior Brother…”

“Listen to me, Zixuan. It’s not what you think.” Li Qinghe shook her head, thinking about how to gloss over it. “It’s a long story…”

“But did you really cry when you became his disciple?”

Li Zixuan couldn’t help asking, then reached out and hooked her pinky with Li Qinghe’s. “Pinky promise—you can’t lie to me, Sister Qinghe!”

“…”

Li Qinghe fell silent, covering her face speechlessly for a long moment before sighing. “I cried… but not for the reason you think.”

What happened that night was too embarrassing—she simply couldn’t talk about it. Plus, with Qin Yang’s deliberate misleading earlier, the whole situation had been completely twisted.

“It really is true!Li Zixuan stared at Li Qinghe, noticing her hesitation, and suddenly felt a sense of vigilance, an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Weren’t you the one who told me to stay away from Senior Brother?

But after telling me to keep my distance…

You secretly became his disciple yourself?

Why?

How could you even steal from your own cousin?!

Li Zixuan, still puzzled, wanted to press further, but Li Qinghe said, “Zixuan, just don’t ask anymore. This is all part of my plan.”

“Anyway, let’s just each follow our own paths…””Oh…”

Seeing that Li Qinghe didn’t want to talk about it, Li Zixuan nodded subtly and tactfully refrained from pressing further.

Yet her curiosity about the matter only grew stronger.

How could her proud and arrogant cousin possibly beg Senior Brother to take her as a disciple?

Moreover.

She actually pleaded with him in tears?!

At this thought, Li Zixuan looked at Qin Yang, the admiration in her eyes intensifying severalfold.

My Senior Brother is truly amazing!

(End of Chapter)