"Do you believe I'll hit you a hundred times?"

"Bullying me, I'll tell Grandpa Lasso on you."

"Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Hmph, I don't care."

Feng Yi shook his head, his smile more out of helplessness, but seeing Feng Yi smile, Milly couldn't help but smile along with him...

This... perhaps they're on different levels, making things increasingly ambiguous, "I can't do anything about you."

"Hehe, seeing Feng smile makes me happy too."

"Yeah, as long as you're happy."

"That long-lost smile, I haven't seen it on Feng's face for a long time."

"Thank you, Milly."

Although she looked very happy, was she really? Feng Yi could sense other emotions from Milly's complex gaze, he didn't know when he himself became so sentimental.

Ah, forget it, overthinking is useless.

"I've surrendered to you, can we change the topic?"

"Promise?"

"Yeah."

Milly shook her head: "I don't want Feng to be troubled, I don't want you to do something you dislike. Oh, can I be willful just once more, even if it's just once, the last time, the promise back then will be fulfilled."

Milly smiled, leaned her cheek close to Feng Yi's lips, as if ready to listen carefully to this real lie.

What a crafty girl, knowing how to advance by retreating, but this made Feng Yi conflicted again. He was never someone who liked being conflicted, but seeing the mist in Milly's eyes, he knew very well that this woman, outwardly smooth and adept at disguising and even deceiving, was truly expressing her emotions when she said those words. He could feel the tremor in her heart, which left Feng Yi unsure of what to say.

"Milly, I'm not worthy of this from you—but, I like you, whether in the past or now, there's no doubt about it. Perhaps because people's values differ, those who love and understand each other may not end up together, it carries the beauty of the past. The sorrow of emotions isn't about love or not, coming together or parting, but that those memories have faded. The reason I've never come to see you, unwilling to think of you, is because I still care, so this is also fair to you. Well, go out and get some fresh air."

Feng Yi got up and left the room, his heart heavy with indescribable weight... so painful, so painful. If his feelings for Qi'er were responsibility, for Mengdie commitment, and for Jiu Ling promise, then with Milly, it's complete regret—but, just let it be.

Listening to the footsteps of Feng Yi leaving, Milly felt a sense of loss, taking a deep breath!

Boo hoo hoo hoo... I've been dumped, and it's still my own turf, she cares about him so much!

So painful, so chaotic, so sad, with heavy steps, Milly slowly walked back to the room, collapsing onto the bed.

——

"You're here too."

"What's up, did the couple have a fight?"

Lasso's voice made Feng Yi a bit irritated, "Old man, you know the situation, why did you still try to set me up with Milly, it's unfair to anyone, and it's not like you."

"Hmph."

"Hmph what."

"Is that what you think..."

"What do you mean by that?"

Lasso looked up at the starry sky, not speaking again, as if he was seeing through to the end of the night sky, not opening his mouth for a long time...

"What are you looking at?"

"Life."

"Life..." Feng Yi pondered, not understanding what the old man was up to.

"All these years, kid, you're still as rash as ever."

"That's not what you're talking about."

"Sigh!"

After a while, Lasso couldn't help but sigh deeply! He shook his head at Feng Yi: "Pursue your happiness, I won't interfere in your matters anymore."

"Keeping feelings bottled up is uncomfortable, say what you want to say."

"Haha, the world doesn't spin so simply, I've tried hard to matchmake you all for humanity's future."

"What did you see?"

"Disasters, wars, famines, plagues, endless darkness."

Feng Yi: "War..."

Lasso: "Yeah, you're tired of it, they may not belong to this era, but what's meant to come will come, inevitably."

Feng Yi: "You're humanity's last prophet now, I don't doubt your prophecies..."

Lasso: "But you've blurred some memories, the greater the ability, the heavier the responsibility. We don't have to care about the trivial, but we can't ignore the true purpose of our cultivation. Being able to come to this world is a form of practice, a process of ascension for you and me."

Feng Yi: "I've certainly not forgotten, the old man is a great thinker, and I'm just a mere martial artist."

Lasso: "That's why you're foolish, ignoring your special lineage's role in passing on the family line, what value do your feelings hold?"

Feng Yi was rendered speechless, how come he feels like a sinner.

"Go back, don't forget to wait for that girl named Zi Yu, I'm sure she'll come looking for you tomorrow."

Lasso turned and walked away with a steady face, his steps like the wind...

Indeed, his state of mind is far from the old man's level, unnecessarily getting a lecture, Feng Yi could only bitterly smile and return to the room, lying down to sleep...

He slept deeply because he drank quite a bit of dull wine, the main thing was that emotional barriers are hard to surpass.

Emily, however, couldn't fall asleep for a long time, tossing and turning under the covers thinking about this.

Indeed, she once considered Feng Yi a passerby, this was a process every girl goes through, she was no exception. During her training on Colonial Planet 103, although greatly moved, time would slowly fade one's impression of a person.

As she aged, her vision broadened, but she increasingly felt Feng Yi's uniqueness, he was extraordinary and exceptional—beautiful faces are commonplace, while one's soul is unique.

This feeling was so distressing, the more Milly thought, the more it hurt, her head rubbing uncontrollably under the covers.

As she rubbed and rubbed, she went to the next bed.

Feng Yi: "???"

Feelings, are people getting addicted to sneaking in, with Zi Yu sneaking into the car during the day, squeezing it, squeezing it, how come someone is squeezing on his bed in the middle of the night.

Wait! There's someone on the bed!?

Feng Yi's muddled awareness suddenly became a lot clearer, he shouldn't be sleeping this soundly, but he drank a lot today, plus he treated this place as home, so he slept soundly, not knowing someone suddenly came up.

"Mi, Milly!?"

"Mm..."

"Uh... what are you doing."

"Still like you..."

Milly looked at him with deep affection, her small hand slowly pressed down on Feng Yi's large hand...

"Like..." she whispered quietly near Feng Yi's ear almost imperceptibly.

Her small hand felt so soft, the scent of her body was pleasant, Feng Yi's heart suddenly skipped a beat!

This... who can stand this, an ordinary man's resistance would be almost zero, even for someone as strong as Feng Yi, he couldn't possibly not feel anything, but even with his high resistance, he couldn't withstand this sudden blackout, his resistance was halved, reduced by an unknown amount.

"You, I wasn't saying..."

"This is fine, Feng, I just want to be closer to you."

Feng Yi had a bit too much to drink for sure, and his opponent was tough, with high skills, it was a confrontation between an average passerby and the supreme king, with various magic weakening states and buffs appearing endlessly, Milly's body finally pressed down on Feng Yi gently, skipping eight hundred and thirty-five words in the middle... to pay tribute to the chapters that were just sealed off.

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