Chapter 468: with translation of chapter title

Fu San lowered his head shyly, lightly nodding, "Mm."

Since the first time he saw Han Xing, he felt she was special; although aloof, she was cold outside but warm inside, a kind and positive girl.

He personally saw her draw her sword to help when she saw injustice, and also saw her gently treat the patients.

In his eyes, she was like a fairy who had mistakenly fallen into the mortal world.

Fu Hanxiu looked at Fu San, his brows and eyes relaxed, a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

His subordinate could find his beloved; he felt happy for him.

"What? Fu San, you've actually been plotting all along!"

His own older sister had been coveted by another man; Leng Yue said she couldn't accept it for the moment.

"Yue Er..." Han Xing glared at her.

"Xing Er, this is for you."

Han Xing looked at the wood carving Fu San handed over, her face flushed, not knowing whether to accept it or not.

"Xing Er, do you want the gift Fu San gave you?" Ye Qingran asked lazily.

Han Xing bit her lower lip, "I'll accept the gift; as for other matters, let's not talk about them for now!"

Although she didn't reject Fu San, she also didn't know him well; how could she easily respond to his feelings?

Fu San never expected her to reciprocate; as long as she could accept his gift, he was already happy.

"Alright, take your time to think; I'm not in a hurry."

Han Xing retorted unhappily, "Who said I need to consider it!"

Fu San blinked his eyes.

He, who had never dated, said he also didn't know how to get along with women.

As Han Xing's master and also her older sister, Ye Qingran instructed Fu San: "Fu San, my Xing Er is so outstanding, she's not easy to win; you must show sincerity, otherwise I'll be the first to object!"

Fu San looked at Ye Qingran, eyes firm, "Madam, rest assured, I am sincere!"

"Madam?"

Ye Qingran's mouth twitched, but she didn't refute him at that moment.

Han Xing examined the wood carving in her hand, a faint smile barely visible at the corner of her lips.

This wood carving is exquisitely made; it not only shows the carver's skilled craftsmanship but also reflects his keen observation.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have carved even an earring so finely.

"I didn't expect it, you big idiot, your craftsmanship is this good?" Han Xing glanced at Fu San.

"Hehe~" Praised, Fu San scratched his head, "I learned it before, then let it lapse, but wanting to carve you, I picked it up again. Oh, I carved hundreds, none satisfactory, until I finished this one did I feel it was presentable. If you don't like it, I'll carve another for you later."

Ye Qingran clicked her tongue softly.

If it weren't clear that Fu San is simple-minded, she would have thought he was a master of love.

As soon as she said that, her Xing Er's heart was surely moved.

That's indeed the case.

"Several hundred?"

"For her, he could actually do this?"

"He certainly has thoughtfulness..."

Unnoticed, it grew late, and nobody felt like sleeping.

Out of the 365 days of a year, this day is the most relaxed; everyone wishes time would pass a little slower.

Thus, they raised their cups and clinked, everyone drinking until their eyes were blurry.

Ye Qingran rubbed her heated forehead, looked up, and saw Fu Hanxiu gazing intently at her.

She glanced around, saw everyone was about the same, and it wasn't early either, so she carried the two already-asleep children and walked toward the rooms.

As she passed Fu Hanxiu, her steps paused, and she said a sentence.

Then she continued walking away without stopping.

Leaving Fu Hanxiu standing there, expression dazed.

A few seconds later, he gave a low laugh, his voice rich, his smile extraordinarily beautiful, gorgeous and graceful, unmatched in charm.

The low laugh drifted in the wind.

Everyone else looked at him with drunken, hazy eyes.

Fu Hanxiu offered no explanation, because none was needed.

As it turned out, she had also prepared a gift for him.

She said she had forgiven him.

This was the best gift he had received!

This New Year's Eve was spent in a lively atmosphere.

After New Year's Eve comes the New Year.

Only after the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the year truly over.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the Superior Class of the Divine Prefecture Academy began recruiting new students.

Open to the entire Xuanmiao Continent, anyone from any region could apply.

Because they are recruiting genius children, the age requirement is under ten.

Only ten spots are available.

Yet the number of applicants exceeded ten thousand.

It can be described as thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge; the intensity of the competition is evident.

After the preliminary screening, one thousand remained.

The conditions for the preliminary selection comprehensively consider age, spiritual root, strength level, and even the parents' strength and age!

The younger one is, the higher the level, the better the spiritual root, and the stronger the parents' abilities, the more hope there is to remain.

Xiaohu Xiaocheng are still too young; their spiritual roots are still in the gestation stage, so their spiritual root level cannot be seen for now, but their strength already surpasses all peers.

Therefore, Xiaohu Xiaocheng stayed and entered the first round.

Of the 1,000 people in the first round, they will proceed to the academy interview.

Several instructors will interview the competing students one by one, and finally a hundred will remain to enter the second round.