Chapter 190: What If I Don't Let You Go?

"Qin Jian, why are they all looking at you?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked left and right before confirming that the seven girls on the stage were all looking at Qin Jian, who was beside her.

"Probably because I'm too good-looking..." Qin Jian said awkwardly.

"Nonsense..."

Zhu Zhuqing gave a light rebuke and couldn't help but reach toward Qin Jian's waist again...

Swish, swish, swish...

In an instant, all seven gazes shifted to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's hand froze: "They... why are they looking at me?"

"Ahem..."

Qin Jian gave a dry cough and decisively pulled Zhu Zhuqing up: "While they haven't started fighting yet, we'd better leave first."

"Why leave?" Zhu Zhuqing asked with a frown.

Qin Jian pulled her hand, almost fleeing in a panic: "If we don't leave now, this place will turn into an Asura Field, and then everyone will see us!"

Before Zhu Zhuqing could grasp what Qin Jian meant, she heard the voices of the girls on the stage ring out in unison: "Stop! Don't run!"

Qin Jian ran even faster...

The audience: "..."

Shui Bing'er, the only one who hadn't shouted, suddenly smiled, like a flower blooming in a prosperous age, captivating all living things.

She stopped the six anxious girls behind her, and her aura suddenly erupted: "Tianshui Team, finish them off quickly."

"Yes!" the six girls said in unison.

The audience hadn't yet figured out how the Ice Snow Sword Phoenix Team had become the Tianshui Team when they saw the seven girls on stage suddenly scatter.

The other five were responsible for containment, and Xue Wu directly assisted Shui Bing'er in using the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul.

"Ice Phoenix, Ice and Snow Fluttering!"

When Qin Jian looked back before running out of the exit, he saw a huge and magnificent Ice and Snow Phoenix appear above the Douhun Tai, freezing the seven Spirit Masters opposite into ice sculptures almost in an instant.

"Damn, are you kidding me? They even used that? Are they crazy?"

Qin Jian's head felt a size bigger.

He really wasn't prepared to meet Shui Bing'er right now, especially since this was the Star Luo Empire; he had run over here specifically to deal with the eldest prince of Star Luo, and if he caused too much of a stir, it would be troublesome...

"Qin Jian, what exactly is your relationship with them?" Zhu Zhuqing had reacted by this time.

But Qin Jian didn't answer immediately; he just kept his head down and pulled her along as he ran.

"Swish! Swish!"

But just as they stepped out of the luxurious gate of the Great Spirit Arena, they saw two ice-blue figures rush out at high speed to block their path.

Shui Yue'er and Gu Qingbo of the Agility Attack System...

And as Qin Jian turned his head, the remaining five had already appeared behind him.

"No way, they even used their soul skills..."

Qin Jian looked at the soul ring light rhythmically pulsing on their bodies, feeling completely speechless.

Seven girls plus Qin Jian and Zhu Zhuqing, the nine of them stood at the entrance of the Great Spirit Arena, and for a moment, no one spoke.

Only countless gazes converged, the radiance of gossip illuminating the night sky.

"Tea..."

Shui Yue'er couldn't help but speak, but was stopped by a wave of Shui Bing'er's hand; she stepped forward with a cat-like gait, ice lotuses blooming beneath her feet.

No anger, no sorrow; she was calm and confident.

Except for where Qin Jian's gaze couldn't see, her ice-jade-like hands were trembling slightly...

"You... don't want to see me..."

She walked to the front of Qin Jian and only stopped when the distance was less than half a meter.

Qin Jian wore a mask and looked at the sky, showing no reaction.

"Are you trying to say I've mistaken you for someone else?"

Shui Bing'er's next action made Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widen and left the surrounding crowd dumbfounded.

Because this ice-like girl gently extended her hands and slowly stroked Qin Jian's chest, tracing the patterns of his clothes bit by bit: "This is the clothing I sewed with my own hands. I know every bit of it, how many stitches it took, how many threads were sewn... and, how many times I pricked my fingers..."

Qin Jian's hands tightened.

Shui Bing'er's hands moved up to his collar and slowly touched his face: "I wouldn't mistake the clothes, and you—I couldn't possibly mistake you..."

"Even if you wear a mask, even if you've grown taller, even if we haven't seen each other for a long time..."

Shui Bing'er finally let fall an ice-cold tear: "I still wouldn't mistake you, right... Qin Jian?"

Qin Jian stood stunned and silent.

Shui Bing'er's fingers lifted slightly, wanting to take off the mask, but was caught by Qin Jian, who grabbed her hand and pulled it down.

He shook his head gently, not letting her remove the mask.

Shui Bing'er's whole body paused; the warmth of those hands was exactly the same as before...

Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at the jade hand being held by Qin Jian and said, "So his clothes were all gifts from you..."

She remembered the first time she met Jian Douluo, she had once pressed Qin Jian to ask who had given him this Sword Outfit, but later Qin Jian had dodged the question and she had forgotten about it...

She hadn't expected it to be from the girl right in front of her, and that it was hand-sewn!

"You..."

Shui Bing'er finally shifted her gaze to Zhu Zhuqing, a touch of loneliness in her eyes: "Are you his current lover?"

Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously straightened her body, displaying her greatest advantage.

She said coldly and aloofly: "Yes."

Although the appearance of Shui Bing'er made her feel vigilant, that sense of crisis was actually far less than what she felt from Ning Rongrong, because it was obvious that Qin Jian had already separated from her, and it seemed they had not been in contact at all.

Unlike Ning Rongrong, there was a very special connection between the two of them; "severed but still linked" couldn't even describe it, as that feeling was as if the two of them were one, and she, Zhu Zhuqing, was an outsider... or a Xiao San?

On the contrary, Shui Bing'er was very concerned about this girl who appeared by Qin Jian's side; the other party's naturally aloof temperament formed a sharp contrast with her proud figure, which was extremely seductive and could probably attract the gaze of every man.

"Qin Jian, how much longer are you going to hold her hand?" Zhu Zhuqing said coldly.

A chill invaded, and Qin Jian instinctively wanted to pull back, but was suddenly grabbed tightly by Shui Bing'er in a reverse grip.

"I won't let go, what can you do about it?"

Shui Bing'er's words caused the surrounding men to feel heartbroken.

Let go of him, let me do it...

Seeing the crowd of onlookers growing larger, Qin Jian frowned slightly: "Sorry, I have to go."

As soon as his voice came out, the faces of Shui Bing'er and the others clearly brightened; they were all very familiar with his voice.

"We finally met, and you're leaving so soon? You heartless man!" Xue Wu said with her arms crossed.

If one only listened to her voice, they would probably think she was angry, but if one looked over, they could see she had been smiling the whole time.

"Exactly, exactly, won't you even say a few more words to your sister?" Shui Yue'er chimed in.

"We want to see old flames rekindled!" Qiu Ruoshui, with her big mouth, began to stir up the rhythm.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at this group of chattering girls and suddenly felt under immense pressure.

Listening to them, she could tell that Qin Jian had dumped Shui Bing'er, and that Shui Bing'er was his ex-girlfriend.

But what was going on with these people? Aside from Shui Bing'er, who looked like she still had lingering feelings, the others were not actually angry at Qin Jian, and even seemed very happy to see them get back together.

Six assists, huh...

Thanks to book friend 【Wake Up to See the Fog】 for the tip!

(End of this chapter)