After the Elder of Nian Hai’s division had left, Grandmaster Shen didn’t say another word and Qiu Ling ignored him as well. Instead, he held onto his beloved and didn’t care for anyone else.
Soon, Nian Hai appeared. He looked up at the elevated seats in order to find his Master and the Elder leading their division but instead, he saw Qiu Ling and Jing Yi sitting there. And even next to the Grandmaster and his wife.
Nian Hai gulped. He had no idea what he should be more shocked about: The fact that the Grandmaster had actually come to watch a duel between two disciples or that one of those disciples was seated next to him. If this wasn’t the Grandmaster but some Elder instead, he would have called this blatant favoritism!
Now, he would still think the same but he definitely did not have the guts to say it out loud. Who would dare criticize Grandmaster Shen? He wasn’t tired of living yet! Well, maybe it wouldn’t take too long for him to be. The fact that this guy was sitting so close to the Grandmaster could only mean that he was a real talent that the sect wanted to support. What kind of chance did he stand against that type of person?
Nian Hai sighed and didn’t look around any longer. He’d rather not get any more unwelcome surprises. Instead, he just went to the middle of the clearing. He placed a hand on the hilt of his sword and waited for Qiu Ling to come over.
Jing Yi patted Qiu Ling’s hand. “Senior martial brother Nian is there. Shouldn’t you go over now?”
“Mn. I will. Don’t worry, my love, nothing will happen to me. In fact, I’m rather worried you won’t have the opportunity to see how good-looking your future husband is when he fights. I’ll try to drag it out for as long as possible, alright?”
Jing Yi’s lips twitched. “No need, no need.”
“Are you sure?”
“Mn. Now go.”
“Give me a good-luck-kiss!” Qiu Ling leaned over and pursed his lips.
“You …” Jing Yi looked around. With so many disciples around who knew each other, it wasn’t hard for news to spread. Most of them already knew that Qiu Ling was the one who would fight against Nian Hai and a lot of them were looking over, observing the person who dared to fight against a direct disciple immediately upon entering the sect.
Oh, Heavens! Did Qiu Ling really have to be like this? But then again, this kind of fight could end with heavy injuries. How could he just let him go? Jing Yi leaned forward, his hands came to rest on Qiu Ling’s chest, and their lips touched for the shortest of moments. “Even if you’re sure that you’ll win, you have to be careful.”
“Mn.” Qiu Ling nodded, looking quite earnest.
Jing Yi watched him jump down from where they sat and go over. Qiu Ling seemed unhurried as if this was something he could do every day. He didn’t care for the people watching him or for the fact that there was the possibility of him being heavily injured in a few minutes.
Jing Yi sighed. Why was his fiance still thinking about looking good in front of him? A man who believed that much in himself … He didn’t have to do anything. He looked good just standing there.
Just when Jing Yi was completely immersed in his thoughts about his fiance a shadow slipped past him. Then, someone clasped his arm, making Jing Yi jump. He turned around and found himself face to face with a girl that looked to be slightly older than him. Jing Yi blinked. He had never seen her in person before but this was definitely one of the girls he was supposed to search for: Hong Bao, that disciple of the Chun Feng Sect.
“So you’re the one he wants to marry!” Hong Bao was happy that she had finally found him. She had pondered the issue with the wedding a lot since she promised Qiu Ling but then she had had no idea where to find him again. Thankfully, there was this duel so she didn’t have to wait too long. And now, she had even found his fiance too! How great!
“You …” Jing Yi wasn’t quite sure what to make of this. Qiu Ling had already told him that he had found out that she was here as well and had even seen her but … What was this about? Why did it seem as if she was somehow familiar with him?
“I’m Hong Bao! He probably told you about me. I’m the one who will help you so you get the best possible wedding!” Hong Bao’s eyes glittered when she said so as if she was already able to see the splendid ceremony she would organize.
“Ah. He … he must have forgotten to mention that.” Jing Yi was taken aback. He knew Qiu Ling had met the two girls and had told them some half-true grand tale about why they had come here but … where was this talk about their wedding coming from? Just how much had his fiance told these people?!
Hong Bao didn’t seem to notice his state of mind and just happily went on to explain to him so they would all be on the same page. “Oh. That’s not a problem. There isn’t much to say anyway so I can just tell you the gist of it.
“The thing is your fiance and I got to know each other yesterday. Well, actually, we knew each other before but I forgot so that doesn’t really count. Anyway, he told me everything about how you two fell in love and how those vicious people dared to separate you again and again. I’m appalled that they would dare to do something like that to such a loving couple! Has love no value in this world anymore?!
“Anyway, I decided then and there that somebody has to help you to make up for what has happened before. And since I already know about it I’ll naturally support you! You don’t have to worry. I might not have married myself but look over there!” She pointed behind her where Grandmaster Shen and his wife sat. “My sister married such a great man and I’m definitely also going to marry a great man someday. In fact, there is already someone I like very much.”
Jing Yi nodded in a daze. He would have liked to get a word in but before he could even try, Hong Bao was already going on. He was afraid … he might soon get to know her whole life story.