Chapter 170: Heart in Turmoil

Yuan Yao: "?"

Could it be that this guy Xie Yan wants to take revenge on himself?

"Yao Yao?" Song Yan always felt something was off; he softly called out, "Is this the place?"

Yuan Yao looked at Song Yan, then at Xie Yan.

"... Yes." She nodded.

"Alright." Song Yan obviously didn't recognize Xie Yan, after all there were too many boys wearing ghost-face masks at Seven Spirits Pavilion today; he gently said to Yuan Yao: "Yao Yao, if you need anything, send a message to Eldest Senior Brother."

Yuan Yao nodded with a smile in her eyes.

And this scene fell into the eyes of the ghost-faced boy; his fingers gripping the door unconsciously twitched, and his face grew a bit colder.

Immediately, Yuan Yao walked into the private room.

She turned her head, "Eldest Senior Brother, you go back first."

"Okay." Song Yan gave a slight nod to the ghost-faced boy; his gaze wanted to shift to inside the private room, but was blocked by the boy's body.

Strange, why is it so quiet?

He felt a bit uneasy; just as he was about to rashly barge into the private room, he was blocked by the suddenly closed door.

"Ming Shu!" Yuan Yao's voice suddenly came from inside the private room.

Upon hearing that, Song Yan only then withdrew his hand that had been about to knock on the door.

Yuan Yao pressed her ear to the door; hearing Song Yan's footsteps recede, she finally let out a breath of relief.

Afterwards, she was about to reach out to open the door, but Xie Yan this guy held the door shut.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Yao stared at him warily, putting some distance between them.

Xie Yan said in a calm voice: "Do you want Star Net Mystic Vine?"

"I do." Yuan Yao frowned, "But it's already been snapped up by someone else."

As Xie Yan raised his hand, a withered vine condensed in his palm.

Yuan Yao's eyes lit up.

"Star Net Mystic Vine!"

The Star Net Mystic Vine in Xie Yan's hand was clearly of better quality than the one auctioned earlier.

"Want it?" the boy raised an eyebrow.

Yuan Yao nodded eagerly, her bright eyes fixed on him.

"Can you buy it for me?"

"Not selling." Xie Yan's voice was mocking, then he walked toward the chair: "I wouldn't sell it to a dog, let alone you."

Yuan Yao heard that and gritted her teeth.

As expected, Xie Dog has no good intentions!

He did it on purpose!

Yuan Yao suddenly thought of something and immediately understood.

She quickly walked up to Xie Yan: "You have the Star Net Mystic Vine, yet you raised the auction price; perhaps that earlier auctioned vine was also consigned by you. You did it on purpose, knowing full well that the Formless Immortal Venerable needs this Star Net Mystic Vine, so you're using this to extort him."

"Aren't you afraid that once you leave Seven Spirits Pavilion, the Formless Immortal Venerable will come after you to kill you?"

Xie Yan said unhurriedly: "He indeed sent people to investigate my identity. You say, will his people find your identity? If they can't find mine but find yours, then they'll think it's you—no, it's Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord dealing with him."

Upon hearing that, Yuan Yao instantly realized she'd been tricked by him.

No wonder he called her in!

Turns out he wanted to use her! To pull a scapegoat ploy!

Yuan Yao flared up, she clenched her fists tightly, "Xie Yan, you bastard!"

She suddenly lifted her leg and kicked over the chair the boy was sitting on.

Bang!

The chair shattered into pieces!

The boy fell to the ground, dazed for a moment; when he reacted, the girl in the flame-red dress rushed over and lifted her foot to kick him fiercely!

In an instant, Xie Yan had been solidly kicked several times by her.

She really put force into it; one kick made his innards and flesh ache terribly.

Xie Yan's gaze turned cold in an instant; he swiftly reached out and grabbed the girl's ankle joint tightly, then yanked downward hard.

Yuan Yao let out a startled cry, her whole body falling down—just as her head was about to slam hard onto the hard, cold ground—

A pale, almost sickly large hand reached out.

Thud!

The boy's brows furrowed instantly, as if he were enduring great pain.

Only see Yuan Yao's head solidly landing on the boy's hand.

Yuan Yao's head felt dizzy for a moment; the mask on her face also fell off, before she could regain her senses.

The ghost-faced boy lunged forward, his uninjured left hand gripping Yuan Yao's slender white neck, his voice cold and sinister warning: "Don't move!"

Yuan Yao felt a chill from her neck; for a moment she thought she was being coiled by a cold snake.

"You're so smart, how could you not realize Xu Yanzhi could never believe Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord would do such a thing!" the boy's voice carried some anger, his injured right hand trembling involuntarily.

"Yuan Yao, you really are a……"

"Idiot!"

Those few kicks he took still hurt now.

He ought to have tightened his grip on her neck; even if he didn't kill her, he should have given her a proper lesson.

But when he met the girl's wide-open eyes, he couldn't muster any strength.

Yuan Yao blinked guiltily and said stubbornly, "That's also because you deceived me first!"

She saw Xie Yan's gaze darken noticeably fast, as if killing intent were rising.

Yuan Yao's heart tightened, fearing he might really go mad and try to chop her.

She quickly said, "At most... at most I'll let you hit back!"

"But you can't use full strength!"

"You also can't choke my neck; it'll leave a mark, and others will notice."

"You're that afraid of being discovered?" Xie Yan suddenly sneered, leaning in to stare into her eyes, "What are you afraid of? Afraid others will find us..."

"\"Adultery? \" He said those two words deliberately with an ambiguous, flirtatious tone, making one's ears tingle."

Yuan Yao widened her eyes, showing a look of terror.

"Is he crazy?!"

Yuan Yao suddenly realized he was too close, beyond normal social distance, so she could feel each other's breath and heartbeat.

She panicked, reaching out to push him away, "Xie Yan, you couldn't possibly like me, could you?!"

As soon as she said that, Xie Yan saw the panic in her eyes, snorted coldly, his gaze turning icy in an instant, then retorted, "You're not even worthy?"

He immediately released her neck and quickly stood up.

"This is my fault; I apologize. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Yuan Yao also quickly got to her feet, picked up her mask and put it on, her heart also a little flustered, though she couldn't pinpoint why.

At this moment, she only wanted to get away from Xie Yan's side.

Perhaps it was because the distance just now was too close, making her feel uneasy.

This was a feeling she had never experienced before, as if she were about to lose control of herself, unable to master these emotions and their direction.

She thought, having bumped her head today, she must have gotten a bit addled.

She rushed toward the door, and just as she was about to open it—

"Stop."

Yuan Yao not only didn't stop, but quickly opened the door and dashed out of the private room.

The door swayed slightly.

Seeing this, Xie Yan's right fingertips trembled.

He lowered his gaze to the Stellar Mystic Vine placed on the table.

A soft hiss.

Forget it then.