Chapter 939

Yeah, we even couldn't tell when Miss Ting Yun was replaced by Huan Long. We thought it was during the pursuit of Ka Fu Ka that Miss Ting Yun disappeared for a while, and when she reappeared she had been swapped.

Ting Yun lowered her brows slightly: "But the fact is actually much earlier."

Every time I think of this, I feel a bit desolate, as if part of my life has been cut away, yet I myself am excluded. This is also my confusion. How Huan Long impersonated Ting Yun's appearance, I have never personally witnessed.

According to your opinion, what did Ting Yun look like back then?

Star recalled briefly: "A bit shrewd."

That's right, but I always only calculate matters, not people. Ting Yun covered her mouth and smiled lightly, the corners of her eyes bending into two gentle crescents, "Then what kind of person does that look like?"

A smooth and thorough merchant.

Oh, I'll take that as praise; next time you could say I'm 'all-around capable.' Ting Yun smiled even deeper, then asked: "Is there... anything that left a deep impression?"

"Emotional intelligence is very high." Star spoke frankly.

"That's the absolute truth; even I want to learn it." San Qi agreed.

Then, the final question." Ting Yun looked seriously at the two of them: "In your view, do I and that person from memory... count as exactly the same?"

Star shook her head: "It's not important."

Wait—isn't this a bit strange? Obviously Miss Ting Yun is the real one, so why compare her to an impostor?

San Yue Xiaojie probably misunderstood; I just feel a bit regretful and also fortunate.

San Qi looked bewildered: '... Huh?'

Those in business need to be well-informed; before returning, I would certainly know the recent situation of Luofu. If I went back then, rushed and hurried, I likely couldn't help much. I would probably delay my journey, seeking allies' help outside, but then...

Ting Yun wanted to speak but stopped; San Qi finally realized: "We simply won't meet."

Yes.

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The Funeral of Frieren

"We simply won't meet? What does that mean?" Hultruk couldn't react for a moment.

The meaning is that if there were no Huan Long, Ting Yun would have delayed her journey, not immediately returned to Luofu, missed meeting San Qi and the others, and thus wouldn't have met them. Although Huan Long brought disaster, she also unintentionally gave the fortunate surviving Ting Yun a bond of acquaintance with the train crew.

Zan Yin sat leisurely in the back of the carriage, holding half a bottle of unfinished beer, and softly hummed, "It seems... that guy Huan Long didn't bring only bad things."

"Zan Yin." Frieren leaned over with interest, "You don't just like sexy, beautiful older sisters, do you? Do you like Huan Long?"

"Correction!" Zan Yin put down the beer bottle, extended a forefinger, "I like older sisters, but I never said I like bad women. And even if they were bad women, they'd have to be like Ka Fu Ka—looking dangerous but actually gentle to companions. I can't bring myself to like those who only want destruction. Going on an adventure with a bad woman like Huan Long, what would I gain? Would I hope she one day reduces me to ashes?"

"Moreover..." Zan Yin cleared his throat, his face slightly red, "Cough... Huan Long is also too huge; her size is already bigger than a mountain. In front of her, am I not just a mosquito? One slap could swat me dead."

"Older sisters are indeed precious, but ultimately life is more valuable. His greatest dream is still to adventure with an older sister like Himeko."

—

"Listening to your descriptions, the Annihilation Lord truly possesses extraordinary abilities; his actions are exactly like mine. Calling it a disguise is more like him living a few days in my stead. Your Astral Express journey, I regret missing it. But the subsequent developments, aside from the conspiracy part, are exactly as if I were present. Ting Yun thus sees a possibility..."

"Ting Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of anger: 'That Huan Long stole my life; as a foxfolk, I must repay grudges, never suffer loss, and I will surely take something back from her hands.'"

"But after thinking it over, the only thing that could be considered equivalent is... 'the bond with all of you.' Realizing this, I have felt much relieved and finally understood how to speak to you two."

"All benefactors, though we have never met, you helped me through fire and water; this feeling, this scene—how is it different from then? I, a young lady, ought to have treated you with courtesy, yet because I feared Huanlong, I became unlike myself. And now, Ting Yun will reclaim what was lost, beginning with a fitting appellation—"

"It seemed she had calmed her turbulent emotions; Ting Yun closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly said, 'All benefactors, Ting Yun sincerely thanks you.'"

"Having said that, Sanyueqi and Xing also exchanged a knowing smile: 'It's time to adjust our sense of identity.'"

"Ting Yun nodded satisfactorily: 'Looks like a good start. In the future, this young lady will make more similar attempts. By then, you benefactors will be the courage in Ting Yun's heart.'"

"That's too exaggerated, Miss Ting Yun must never make a dangerous decision—she couldn't bear it!"

"That's all for later. I only hope that from now on, what remains in your memories, benefactors, is Ting Yun, not Huanlong anymore."

"——"

"Absolute Zone Zero."

"What an art of speech……"

"Yuecheng Liu let out a soft sigh; although she also wanted to study, this isn't knowledge you can just memorize from textbooks—without years of external liaison experience, you can't cultivate it."

"Her way of speaking is just as pleasant as Jing Yuan's, very comfortable." Xingjian Ya frowned slightly, "Liu, how should we cultivate this?"

"Cultivate? Hmm… monitor, I think you should first find a teacher." Qianyu Youzhen lifted her head with difficulty from the two stacks of mission briefs, "To learn anything, you must start with imitation; having a teacher skilled in the art of speaking is very important!"

"That makes sense; Youzhen wonders, in Xin Aili Du, who is most eloquent?"

"Monitor, don't rush." Youzhen quickly spun the pen in her hand, "That person is far away in the heavens, yet near at hand——"

"Up close?" Xingjian Ya looked around, her gaze sweeping over Liu, then over Youzhen herself, and finally landing on Cangjue, who was squatting on the ground stealing a strawberry daifuku, "You mean…… Cangjue?"

"Cangjue lifted his head with a bewildered expression, chewing half a strawberry, and mumbled, 'Eh? Is Cangjue supposed to be the teacher? But Cangjue only knows how to say 'thank you' and 'provide meals'……"