Chapter 3119: My Wife and I Roleplay Daily Life 04

Shen Guiyan dutifully introduced the sect's situation to the newcomers, covering everything from the distribution of the peaks to daily routines, from course arrangements to sect rules.

Jin Chen took the opportunity, quietly raised his eyes, looked at Chenshu opposite him, his lips moved slightly, and an inaudible voice transmission was sent: "Zi la zi la, Chenshu, look at me."

Chenshu was startled by the sudden voice in his ear, lifted his eyes without changing his expression, looked toward Jin Chen, raised an eyebrow, and said, "What are you up to?"

Jin Chen didn't answer, merely continued looking at him, his smile growing brighter.

After a few breaths, Jin Chen still said nothing, just kept looking at him and smiling, his eyes and brows curving.

Chenshu inexplicably felt a bad premonition.

As it turned out, his premonition had never been wrong.

Jin Chen suddenly stood up.

He walked to the center of the field with a beaming smile, and somehow a glazed mirror had appeared in his hand; the mirror was palm-sized, its frame inlaid with tiny spirit crystals. He raised the mirror to catch the light, then turned toward Chenshu, his voice clear and loud.

"Senior Brother Chenshu, I just got a new mirror this morning; they say it can show what a person cares about most. Would you like to try it?"

As soon as he said that, the new disciples reacted first, exclaiming "Wow!" A crowd swarmed over, Shen Fugui squeezing to the front, tiptoeing to peek into the mirror, "What can it show? What can it show?"

Jin Chen blinked, feigning mystery, "You'll know once you look."

Chenshu felt a bit wary; Jin Chen's sudden enthusiasm surely meant no good, but he couldn't yet guess what Jin Chen was up to—surely it couldn't really be some treasure that reveals one's heart? If it were true, then what it showed would… really let Jin Chen be smug until next year.

After quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Chenshu replied lightly, "What's there to fear?"

The whole crowd held its breath, the new disciples widened their eyes, and the senior brothers and sisters also watched with interest—every clash between Jin Chen and Chenshu was the sect's most popular entertainment.

Jin Chen raised the glazed mirror, aimed it at Chenshu; the mirror's surface shimmered with flowing light, and after a moment the light condensed, snapping out a huge light curtain that hovered in midair.

On the curtain, Chenshu tilted his head, his gaze landing on the tip of Jin Chen's hair; his expression differed from usual—he was less guarded, instead softened a bit.

That was clearly the very scene from just moments ago, the instant Chenshu was looking at Jin Chen.

All the senior brothers and sisters fell silent for a breath.

Su Wan Zhao lightly pressed her forehead, her voice amused: "Ah… I must have been muddle‑headed from yesterday's drug trial; how did I see something I shouldn't have?"

Zhao Tiezhu lowered his head to look at the puppet doll in his hand, dazed, and asked it, "Did you see clearly? Was I just seeing things?"

The Nine Gold cradled in Feng Yao's arms tilted its head, having watched the whole thing; the fat chirp opened its mouth and emitted a string of "jiji zha zha." Feng Yao glanced down at it, then spoke calmly, translating: "Nine Gold says, 'It really is… hitting is closeness, scolding is love… bleh.'"

Feng Yao raised his head again and gently added to the onlooking newcomers, "It's probably just feeling disgusted."

The fellow disciples suppressed their laughter, thinking Jin Chen's disgusting tactics toward Chenshu were getting ever more crafty.

The newcomers didn't care about any of that; they watched with great relish, and Shen Fugui was the first to shout, "Wow! Is Senior Brother Chenshu looking at Senior Brother Jin Chen's braid? The person you care most about is…"

Xu Niannian: "According to the book, prolonged gazing at someone's hair ornament can be interpreted as fondness…"

"Shut up." Chenshu spoke up to cut them off.

Jin Chen timely let out an "Ah!": "Wow! Senior Brother Chenshu, who's been opposing me in every way, is actually… secretly in love with me?"

The junior brothers and sisters again exclaimed in unison, "Wow!"

The senior brothers and sisters: "…pfft."

No one knew who first couldn't hold back, but then muffled laughter bubbled up all around, filling the Immortal Jade Platform with a cheerful atmosphere.

Chenshu took a deep breath; he knew this person's routine— the more seriously you took him, the more he'd escalate—so he also decided to seize the moment to finish his task.

Chenshu raised his hand and beckoned to Jin Chen, his tone unusually calm: "Do you know what I was just looking at?"

Jin Chen had been about to wrap up, but hearing that he stopped his steps, turned back curiously, and approached, "Huh? What?"

The distance between them instantly closed.

Zhao Wu Gou, sitting nearby, almost instinctively shifted to the side; this Discipline Hall Supervisor truly observed all directions and listened to all, and reflexively said, "No fighting allowed on the Immortal Jade Platform!"

But the two paid him no heed.

Jin Chen stepped up to Chenshu's face, still wearing a grin that begged for a punch, completely unaware of the looming danger.

As expected, Chenshu threw a punch; Jin Chen had anticipated the move and instantly seized his wrist, giving it a slight squeeze. The jingling bracelet on Jin Chen's wrist chimed, and he followed up with a snap of his fingers.

Whoosh! A seven‑colored smoke rose from beneath their feet; inside the smoke, crackling bursts of golden light exploded, and gold powder rained down, drifting to coat them head‑to‑toe, with fine gold specks settling on Chenshu's shoulders and hair, glittering.

Zhao Tiezhu opened his umbrella the moment the smoke rose, skillfully pulling the nearby junior brothers and sisters under it. "Hey, caught up!"

The hand Chenshu had lost grip of hadn't been pulled back yet; he lowered his eyes to see the bright glittering gold powder on his shoulder, then lifted his gaze to Jin Chen standing amid the falling gold, and gave him a radiant, innocent smile.

A twitch went through Chenshu's forehead as he also smiled at Jin Chen; the subtle smile made Jin Chen's heart skip a beat.

"Now guess," Chenshu said slowly, "what I'm holding in my hand?"

Jin Chen's smile froze, a bad premonition surging like a tide. He tried to jump back, but Chenshu's other hand had already pressed onto his shoulder, pinning him in place; the hand Jin Chen had grasped deftly flipped and twisted, breaking free of his hold, then swiftly wiped across his face, adding a clever wrist turn.

Jin Chen puzzledly raised his hand to touch his face, then looked at his fingertips—there was nothing.

"You really have a secret crush on me?" he asked tentatively, "You just wanted to cop a feel?"

Chenshu said nothing, merely smiled at him, then leisurely drew a memory stone from his sleeve and raised it.

Jin Chen's eyebrow twitched; he instinctively turned aside, trying to dodge the memory stone, and saw the senior brothers and sisters' memory stones flash in unison, capturing this precious moment—their shoulders trembled, obviously straining to hold back laughter, for to a peacock this scene was exceedingly rare.

Jin Chen: "?"

He had a very ominous premonition, so he hastily picked up the glazed mirror and held it to his face; the mirror showed a dark blotch on his face, rendered lifelike, resembling the chatty gu‑gu bird from the rear hills, complete with the tuft of feathers on its head, stretching across his brows and eyes, utterly ruining his appearance.

Jin Chen fastened the glazed mirror to his chest, pressed his lips slightly, and gave Chenshu a resentful sideways glance, his eyes drooping.

Seeing Jin Chen's expression, Chenshu suddenly felt a bit guilty, hesitated, and thought maybe he should just wipe it off.

But the next instant, Jin Chen raised his hand to his forehead, lowered his head slightly, looking utterly vexed, his voice tinged with three parts grievance and seven parts accusation: "Even if you secretly love me, you can't just destroy what you can't have. You're done, Chenshu—you've fallen for me."

After saying that, he covered his face, flickered, and vanished from the spot.

He left a crowd staring at each other on the Immortal Cloud Platform.

The senior brothers and sisters fell silent for about two seconds, then spoke in unison, mimicking Jin Chen's tone: "You're done, Chenshu—you've fallen for me."

Ye Xiao Man laughed while shaking his head, sighing, "Chen'er is getting better at grossing people out; just hearing it makes me queasy."

Chenshu stood amid the falling gold powder, specks of light still glimmering on his shoulders; he shook his head, pressed his temples, and his head began to ache again.

"Ding! Dead Rival System 00 notifies you: Mission completed. Points earned: 100. Current points balance: 100."

Chenshu lowered the hand pressing his forehead, glanced at the direction where Jin Chen had disappeared, then lowered his head to look at the gold powder remaining on his hand, and let out a soft hum.