Dongfang Yao's code of conduct.
When in doubt, use your brother as an excuse!
Dongfang Yao said playfully, "Brother Xue, you're so well-informed, you must have already heard that my brother is still alive. I was hoping you two could meet! It's just a pity that he has some business to attend to and has already left Tiandou City with some seniors."
"oh?"
Qian Renxue was secretly delighted upon hearing this.
This Dongfang Yao seems to be the same as before, unchanged by the appearance of Dongfang Jing.
How foolish of him to tell everyone everything.
"Seniors?"
"Yao'er, could you tell your elder brother about this in detail?"
"Hmm…" Dongfang Yao nodded, then looked apologetically in the direction of the villa. "I'm sorry, Brother Xue, my teammates are all cultivating in their rooms in the villa. In order not to disturb them, let's go to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to talk."
"Okay." Xue Qinghe readily agreed.
...
A small group of soldiers responsible for protecting Xue Qinghe followed behind him.
The other large group, meanwhile, stood guard at the back entrance of the mountain.
As for the Serpent Spear Douluo and the Porcupine Douluo who were responsible for secretly protecting Qian Renxue, they were worried that there might be other titled Douluos of unknown origin in the back mountain.
To avoid revealing their identities and causing the plan to go wrong.
Under Qian Renxue's arrangement, the two of them also hid in the shadows near the entrance to the back mountain.
Little did they know that this mountain forest was covered with blue silver grass, which could be found everywhere.
As soon as they stepped into the area behind the mountain, they were already within Ah Yin's perception range.
Inside the villa's study, A-Yin was flipping through a love story picture book.
She suddenly stopped turning the page and muttered to herself, "Strange, the Crown Prince actually has two Title Douluos by his side? Does the Heaven Dou royal family have such a foundation?"
Titled Douluo are all proud and arrogant people, except for Dugu Bo, who became a royal guest minister because of Xue Xing's life-saving grace.
Which other titled Douluo would be willing to be subordinate to the royal family?
Ah Yin's slender fingers gently caressed the pages before she continued reading.
"Never mind, let's talk to him when Ah Jing comes back."
...
A small lake behind the mountain, with a pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Delicate pastries and steaming tea were laid out on the stone table.
Dongfang Yao and Xue Qinghe sat facing each other.
"So, those four seniors were all titled Douluo who had retired from the world, but now they've gathered together because of your brother?"
Xue Qinghe picked up his teacup and gently blew on the steam.
Seeing the girl nod, he continued, "Why? Is there a particular reason? Your brother should have told you, right?"
Dongfang Yao shook her head, her fair face full of innocence.
"Brother Xue, you might not believe it, but I suspect that those four seniors only stayed by my brother's side because they liked him!"
puff!
Xue Qinghe took out a handkerchief and wiped the tea that had splashed from his mouth, still wearing a warm smile.
But beneath her facade, Qian Renxue inwardly rolled her eyes dramatically.
Are you kidding me?
Those are Title Douluo! How old are they all? How could they like a teenager?
"Yao'er, are you kidding me?" Xue Qinghe put down his teacup and chuckled. "You win. I was indeed amused by you. I even couldn't help but spit out the tea in my mouth, making you look foolish."
He had just finished speaking.
Unexpectedly, Dongfang Yao suddenly stopped smiling and put on a very serious expression.
"It's true! My brother is so handsome! So charismatic!"
"Think about it, those senior figures were all exceptionally beautiful women. It's not hard to understand why they were attracted by my brother's personal charm and wanted to stay by his side to protect and accompany him, is it?"
Xue Qinghe blinked blankly.
Is it true or false?
Why doesn't he believe it?
'Could it be that your brother is some kind of... male demon who specializes in seducing women?'
Qian Renxue couldn't help but mentally rant and rave.
Just now at the academy gate, that soul-guided sports car was going too fast, and she only got a quick glance at it. The other person must be very good-looking.
But it's definitely not as exaggerated as Dongfang Yao described.
"Ahem." Xue Qinghe coughed lightly, changing the subject, "Brother, if I may be so bold as to ask, what are the soul power levels of those four Title Douluos...?"
"Uh... well, my brother told me to keep this a secret..." Dongfang Yao bit her lip, her face showing apology.
"Oh, Yao'er, aren't you being too polite?"
Xue Qinghe leaned forward slightly, patiently guiding him.
"Your brother is your brother, but isn't Brother Xue your brother too? Just tell your brother a little bit, and I promise I won't tell anyone else."
A conflicted look appeared on Dongfang Yao's face, as if she was about to be persuaded at any moment.
Seeing this, Xue Qinghe was overjoyed and prepared to put in more effort to get her to reveal more information.
However, just as he was about to continue speaking...
After hesitating for a long time, Dongfang Yao suddenly shook her head vigorously.
"No, no! Yao'er promised her brother!"
"Yao'er must listen to her brother! Brother Xue, please don't ask any more questions!"
The girl's face was filled with determination.
Tsk!
Qian Renxue clicked her tongue in annoyance.
We were just a hair's breadth away from getting the crucial intelligence.
This Dongfang Yao has really been thoroughly trained by her brother! So obedient?
It seems unlikely that we can get any useful information out of her.
Everything can only be discussed once Dongfang Jing returns.
"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore, brother."
Xue Qinghe's gentle smile remained unchanged, and he did not show his displeasure.
He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and moved with elegance.
"Does Yao'er know where your brother has gone? When will he be back? My brother really wants to see him and make his acquaintance."
Dongfang Yao blinked, looking like she was thinking seriously.
"Well, when my brother left, he only told us to cultivate diligently, without saying where we were going."
"But I think he'll definitely be back before the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue felt a lump in her throat, a suffocating tightness in her chest.
Isn't what you're saying obvious?
With more than a year to go before the competition, what could he possibly be doing that would take so long?
In the following time, Xue Qinghe asked a few more questions indirectly.
Dongfang Yao's answers were either "I don't know," or "My brother won't let me say," or she would steer the conversation back to how great and amazing her brother was.
For the first time, Qian Renxue felt that talking to this little girl was so tiring.
Why is everything you're saying just nonsense?
She's like a ball of cotton; no matter how hard you hit her, she's soft and yielding, and it has no effect whatsoever.
Asking any further questions would be futile.
Qian Renxue simply gave up.
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