Chapter 280 The So-called Gentleman Was Nothing More Than That

"This is Miss Xia Zichuan, right?" Sitting at the stone table, Xu Han hesitantly looked at the green-clothed woman beside the purple-robed youth and asked.

"Yes, she's already my wife now." Song Yueming replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Ye Hongjian and Xu Han were stunned. They looked at each other with strange expressions in their eyes.

They had heard of their engagement at the Dao Discussion Conference that day, but they didn't want to get married so quickly.

"Brother Xu and Senior Sister need to hurry." Seeing the peculiar expressions on their faces, Song Yueming smiled mockingly.

At this moment, Ye Hongjian rolled her eyes at Xu Han fiercely. Earlier, she had dragged Xu Han to set the wedding date at home. However, because of the delay, she did not mention it again. At this moment, Song Yueming's words naturally reminded Ye Hongjian of this matter.

Xu Han smiled embarrassedly and was about to say something.

"Zi Chuan, there is a library in the Tian Ce Mansion that is comparable to the Exquisite Book Collection Pavilion. Do you want to see it?" Song Yueming asked the woman beside him.

"Yes." Xia Zichuan nodded obediently.

Song Yueming smiled and looked at Ye Hongjian, "Please take Zi Chuan with you."

Ye Hongjian could naturally tell that Song Yueming wanted to divert her away, so she did not expose her. She nodded at him and said, "Follow me."

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After the two girls walked away, Xu Han looked at Song Yueming and carefully sized up the youth he hadn't seen for months.

His appearance naturally did not change, but his eyebrows became a bit more calm and gloomy, less tender than before.

Xu Han had been very worried that Song Yueming's rectum would suffer a lot in the future, but now that Song Yueming had lost his spirit, Xu Han felt somewhat unhappy. Compared to the deep and secluded deacon of the Sword Hall in front of him, Xu Han preferred the youth with thick eyebrows and big eyes who would rather not bend.

"Brother Xu, how have you been recently?" Song Yueming could feel Xu Han's gaze, but he didn't care about it. He looked at Xu Han with an inexplicable radiance in his eyes and asked.

Xu Han's answer was as simple as it could be, "Not bad."

Song Yueming asked, "Brother Xu, do you know what Master is doing here?"

Xu Han frowned. He didn't like to be tested, especially by people he believed could be trusted.

Therefore, this time, he did not answer Song Yueming, but looked straight at him.

Song Yueming seemed to have realized this as well. He laughed self-deprecatingly, "I've been in the sect for a long time, and I'm used to it. Brother Xu, don't be outsiders."

Xu Han suddenly lost interest in continuing to chat with Song Yueming. His eyes sank and he asked, "So, what exactly is Brother Song doing in Tiance Prefecture?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."

"That's all?" Xu Han asked.

"Of course not." Song Yueming pondered for a while, then smiled and said, "I still have something to ask."

"What is it?"

Song Yueming asked in a deep voice, "Is Brother Xu holding the Heaven Punishing Sword?"

Xu Han's expression darkened at that moment as he asked, "So what if I'm here? So what if I'm not?"

"Brother Xu, it's better to hand it over. This is related to Great Zhou…"

After Song Yueming finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Han.

"How about not handing it over?"

Xu Han said this, but his gaze became sharp at that time, like a sharp blade that had been carefully polished. It was so sharp that it stabbed people to the point of stabbing them in pain.

However, Song Yueming didn't seem to have any feelings for Xu Han's gaze. He calmly replied, "I'm afraid that my life might be in danger."

"Is that so? Then is this life-threatening matter from Brother Song or Lord Sikong?"

"Is there a difference?" Song Yueming asked.

At that time, the gaze in Xu Han's eyes became even sharper. "Perhaps Brother Yu Song is no different, but I am very different."

Hearing this, Song Yueming fell silent. After a while, he sighed and said, "Brother Xu, people will change."

"Has Brother Song changed?" Xu Han asked with a burning gaze.

Song Yueming fell silent again.

A longer silence than before.

Then, when he raised his head again, his gaze hardened, like golden stones, unshakable.

He said word by word, "Linglong Pavilion needs that sword."

Xu Han shook his head and said, "But I can't."

Song Yueming's expression darkened, "Brother Xu, are you really ready? Use your life to protect that sword."

Xu Han refused to budge and asked, "Is Brother Song ready? Use your life to retrieve my sword."

"Looks like you and I will inevitably have a fight in the end." Song Yueming sighed again.

"Things in this world are unpredictable. I never thought that there would be such a day." Xu Han also sighed.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Right at this moment, a gentle voice came from not far away. Hearing this, the two of them tacitly stopped talking about the previous topic.

"You're back so soon?" Song Yueming glanced at Xia Zichuan and Ye Hongjian, who were walking over from not far away, and stood up with a smile, as if the conversation with Xu Han hadn't happened before.

"Yes, Senior Sister Hongjian promised me that she can come and pick up the books anytime she wants to read them in the future. It's too late today, so she'll be back after reading them for a while." Xia Zichuan nodded gently and said softly.

Song Yueming smiled and smoothed the hair on the girl's ear that was raised by the night wind. Then, she looked up at the sky.

"Indeed, it's getting late. It's not convenient for us to disturb you anymore." He turned his head to look at Xu Han and said so. He cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll take my leave and visit again another day."

Xu Han also stood up and said, "Let's go. I'll send Brother Song off."

Hearing this, Song Yueming looked at Xu Han for a while before nodding.

Along the way, Xu Han and Song Yueming's faces were gloomy, so they naturally didn't say anything else. Ye Hongjian and Xia Zichuan also smelled this strange atmosphere and didn't start the topic. Thus, in silence, the four of them walked to the entrance of the Tian Ce Mansion.

"There's no need to send him off anymore. I'll take my leave this way." At that time, Song Yueming cupped her hands towards Xu Han again before leaving with Xia Zichuan.

Xu Han stood at the entrance of the Tian Ce Mansion and watched the youth leave.

The winter wind blew up the dust on the streets, lifted the fallen leaves all over the ground, and encouraged the youth's wide purple robe.

The youth's footsteps were slow and firm, as if he was standing on the Xuanhe Peak on that autumn day, tapping the Black Dragon Bell amidst the crowd.

"Brother Song, do you remember what I said that day?" Xu Han's heart skipped a beat.

The purple-robed youth's steps hung in midair for a few breaths before he suddenly turned around.

A smile appeared on his gloomy face. "You are a gentleman, and you are a kind person."

"I remember."

After saying this, he adjusted his sleeves with both hands and bowed towards Xu Han from afar in the winter breeze.

At that time, his clothes were drifting, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his bearing was exceptional.

Xu Han thought to himself. The so-called gentleman was nothing more than that.

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