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When Chen Ping'an woke up on the rooftop, there was a robe draped over his body. His Sword Nurturing Gourd was placed beside him. If this were in the past, Chen Ping'an would have definitely leaped off the roof immediately after waking up from his drunken snooze, especially one that had lasted the entire night. He would have entered his room to make sure that the locust wood sword case was still on the table.
Today, however, Chen Ping'an slowly removed the robe covering him and carefully folded it up. He was in no hurry, because he trusted that the sword case was still exactly where he had left it.
Chen Ping'an trusted that old boatman.
Chen Ping'an tied the Sword Nurturing Gourd to his waist and sat down cross-legged, turning his head to the east where the iridescent morning clouds were dazzling and beautiful.
His mental state was completely different from when he had left the Flood Dragon Trench to pursue Osmanthus Island. His mind had been restless and erratic back then, but it was calm and stable at this moment.
Chen Ping'an stood up and shielded the sun with his hand as he enjoyed the brilliant colors of the clouds. He had once read such a line in some travel journal — the scattering colors of iridescent morning clouds put the wardrobe to shame[1]. He truly didn't know how scholars and literati could come up with such beautiful imagery.
Chen Ping'an suddenly turned around to look outside the Guimai courtyard. There was a young girl dressed as an osmanthus girl standing under an osmanthus tree that offered scattered shade. She looked extremely bored, and she looked up and pointed her finger at the osmanthus leaves on a certain branch. She was most likely guessing the number of leaves on the branch. Chen Ping'an followed her gaze and observed the branch for a moment. He then grinned and loudly announced, "Young miss, there are thirty-two leaves!"
The young girl dazedly turned around, and she flushed bright red when she saw the young sword immortal standing on the rooftop. By the looks of it, the iridescent morning clouds in the sky would also give more favor to beautiful people.
After her slacking was exposed, the osmanthus girl suppressed the embarrassment and shyness in her mind and asked, "Young Master, do you want some breakfast?"
"Sure thing! Can I trouble you with bringing me a bit more? I'm quite hungry right now," Chen Ping'an replied with a smile.
The osmanthus girl blinked as she looked at that figure drifting to the ground and suddenly vanishing from sight. Her mood immediately improved.
Even though the young sword immortal had been very polite, she had still been extremely scared of him. She had felt that he would remember her mistakes, no matter how small. Thus, even though it was almost certain that he wouldn't report her to Aunt Gui, she had been very afraid of him.
When Chen Ping'an had asked her to turn away all visitors, she had respected his request and diligently turned away many visiting guests. She had summoned her courage to turn away numerous immortals from the mountains, and she had ended up receiving many supercilious looks and scoldings because of this.
After eating breakfast,...
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