Chapter 17

In the inn,

a person who seemed somewhat familiar to Yue Yuan was sitting at a table by the window.

It was none other than the protagonist of this world—Yang Guo.

However, at this moment, Yang Guo seemed to be in a rather poor state, and Xiaolongnü was not by his side, suggesting he was alone. He was leaning against the window, drinking his sorrows away.

This appearance clearly indicated someone who had suffered a setback in love.

But the issue was that the bond between Xiaolongnü and Yang Guo was incredibly strong, and they were usually together. If not, something must have happened.

Thinking this, Yue Yuan decided to approach, walked to the table, and stood there, staring intently at the other person.

"Hmm?"

Yang Guo, who was drinking his sorrows away, was initially taken aback, sensing a shadow in front of him. He looked up and was stunned. Seeing the Taoist in front of him, Yang Guo did not expect to meet this Taoist here. After a moment of shock, Yang Guo asked in surprise, "Why is the Taoist here?"

"Better to arrive by chance than to arrive early!"

Yue Yuan replied with a light smile, sitting down without any hesitation. He turned to the nearby waiter and said, "Waiter, bring another round of good wine and food!" After saying this, Yue Yuan turned back to Yang Guo and said, puzzled, "I just happened to pass by here, feeling hungry and wanting to get something to eat. I didn't expect to see Brother Yang here, truly a matter of fate."

"By the way, why are you drinking alone? Where is Lady Longnü?"

Picking up the chopsticks, Yue Yuan casually picked up a peanut and popped it into his mouth, asking casually.

"Oh, my aunt has some matters and hasn't come yet!"

Yang Guo's gaze tightened. He felt a strange aversion to the Taoist in front of him. For some reason, he felt a sense of repulsion towards Yue Yuan. Therefore, when Yue Yuan casually asked about Xiaolongnü's whereabouts, Yang Guo immediately became nervous. He explained briefly and then countered, "By the way, Taoist Yue, how did you deal with Yin Zhiping?"

These words shot out like arrows, putting Yue Yuan on the spot.

"Ha ha..."

Faced with Yang Guo's aversion, Yue Yuan was somewhat surprised. Logically, Yang Guo should be a straightforward and open person... someone who could be friends with Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Zhou Botong. Why was he like this with him?

But upon closer reflection, Yue Yuan realized something peculiar. Yang Guo had a close female friend and a senior friend, but he didn't have many good friends his own age, especially when he was single.

In Yue Yuan's memory, the only person close to Yang Guo's age and with a good relationship was Yelü Qi.

Moreover, when Yang Guo met Yelü Qi, Xiaolongnü was not by his side; instead, he had brought other female friends. Yelü Qi admired Guo Fu, the eldest daughter of Huang Rong.

With the bond of gratitude and shared admiration, there was no conflict between Yelü Qi and Yang Guo, so their relationship was good.

But what about Yue Yuan himself?

The place where he appeared was where Xiaolongnü was about to be defiled.

This subconsciously made Yang Guo feel some aversion towards Yue Yuan.

Could it be that Yang Guo is jealous of me?

Lifting his head, Yue Yuan met Yang Guo's probing gaze. He wanted to make a sarcastic comment but thought about their relationship, which was only a brief encounter. If it weren't for Xiaolongnü's timely intervention, they might have fought.

So, Yue Yuan just pondered for a moment, suppressing his urge to be sarcastic, and said, "He will not be put to death, but he will not be spared either! After all, I am not a member of the Quanzhen Sect, so I can only leave it to them to deal with it!"

These words were a lie.

But in a certain sense, Yue Yuan was not lying; he was telling the truth.

Yang Guo's scheme had annoyed Yue Yuan. As the waiter brought the new dishes to the table, Yue Yuan tasted a piece of beef and said, "This meat is quite good... I believe Brother Yang understands that my identity and my sect do not allow me to act recklessly!"

"..."

Faced with Yue Yuan's explanation, Yang Guo's mouth twitched, suppressing his impulse. Although he was proud, he was not unreasonable. From another perspective, Yang Guo understood that dealing with Yin Zhiping was a difficult task for Yue Yuan.

It was like dealing with Li Mochou for him. How to handle Li Mochou was not something a junior disciple could truly decide.

Only his aunt, Li Mochou, could deal with Li Mochou!

In the ancient tomb, where people were few, Yang Guo could imagine the relationship between Li Mochou and his aunt Xiaolongnü from their childhood. Simple betrayal and disrespect were not enough to explain it.

To describe the relationship between Li Mochou and Xiaolongnü, one could only use the term "love and hate intertwined."

"By the way, Brother Yang!"

Seeing Yang Guo fall silent, Yue Yuan took a sip of the local wine, frowned, and then interrupted his thoughts, smiling, "You must not have had a disagreement with Lady Longnü, right?"

"How could that be!"

"My aunt is the most important person to me!"

Yue Yuan's words instantly made Yang Guo bristle. He stood up from his stool, looking down at Yue Yuan with a glare. In Yang Guo's mind, his aunt was perfect and could not be questioned by anyone.

Faced with Yang Guo's anger, Yue Yuan remained calm, savoring the food of this era and appreciating the chef's skills. After Yang Guo finished his outburst, Yue Yuan pulled back his wide sleeve that was covering the food and frowned, saying, "Brother Yang, you've spit on the food!"

"..."

Yang Guo was taken aback, feeling his inner energy disrupted, almost leading to a loss of control. His lips twitched as he looked at the food on the table, eventually sitting down with a belly full of anger, refilled his cup, and drank it all in one gulp to calm down.

This Taoist...

Regardless of what Yang Guo was thinking, Yue Yuan could guess that his impression of him was not good. When two equally outstanding young men meet, they either become close friends or rivals. Yue Yuan did not think he would become friends with Yang Guo, but he did not want to be in conflict with him right now.

Thinking this, Yue Yuan picked up the wine jug and refilled both their cups, then said with a smile, "Brother Yang, you have too much fire. Drink some wine to cool down!"

These words almost made Yang Guo bristle again.

But Yue Yuan's next words calmed Yang Guo down. He said, "Actually, in my view, Brother Yang does not understand women, and you do not understand Lady Longnü!"

"Huh?!"

Do you, a Taoist, understand women?

In Yang Guo's mind, Taoists should be ascetic practitioners like those in the Quanzhen Sect. The idea of a Taoist discussing women with him was absurd, especially when the Taoist claimed he did not understand his aunt!

But seeing Yue Yuan's serious and solemn expression, Yang Guo suppressed his surprise and anger, bowed, and said, "Please enlighten me, Taoist Yue!"

"I dare not enlighten you, but we can discuss it!"

Saying this, Yue Yuan put down his chopsticks, sat up straight, and assumed a posture for discussion.

Faced with Yue Yuan's serious demeanor, Yang Guo's expression became solemn and dignified.

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