Chapter 92: Sai Fulola08

Just as Ye Xi'an was preparing to test Qiu Yi's attitude again, Qiu Yi suddenly said, "By the way, is that a lot of money?"

She remembered there weren't that many zeros, right?

Ye Xi'an's originally uneasy mood was completely ruined by Qiu Yi's offhand brag; that string of zeros made her eyes blur—wasn't that a lot? She didn't even know how long she'd have to save to earn that much money.

There are so many rich people; what's one more?

"Many, I guess." Ye Xi'an's expression twisted a bit; she was dying of envy, and she continued probing: "If a weak family took your job for the money but couldn't help at all, what would you do?"

"What! There are actually such shameless people in the world!" Qiu Yi lifted a long leg and stomped onto a stone heroically, clenched his fist and waved it a few times in the air, his slender, tall brows knitting tightly: "I'll naturally strike down every one of those harmful pests!"

She placed her elbow on the knee of the leg she had stepped onto the stone, rested her wrist horizontally before her eyes, and, feeling a bit impatient, checked the mission pickup time—she realized almost two hours had passed since the mission was supposed to be claimed.

But still no family came to support them.

Under normal circumstances, any family daring to take this mission should have speed-type beastmen or a private flyer; it's absolutely impossible for them to be this late.

She stepped onto the stone, closed her eyes, opened her arms, and freely released her mental power.

Ye Xi'an stood at the base of the stone, and what she saw in her eyes was completely different from everyone else's.

She saw many—about a hundred or more glowing white threads extending from Qiu Yi's body, beginning to spread in all directions.

Ye Xi'an knew those were Qiu Yi's mental-power threads, but why were his so few? Her level-three mental power produced threads so dense they were impossible to sort out.

Maybe it's about precision, not quantity?

Qiu Yi observed the surroundings through his mental power; a level-seven mental-power ability user can see everything within a hundred-li radius.

That distance happens to be enough to sense the space gate.

But there was no one there; within that range, aside from these two mutant vines, neither her nor Ye Xi'an's family had anyone else.

Qiu Yi withdrew his mental power, his slender brows almost knitting together as he muttered, "Strange."

Ye Xi'an swallowed, gathered her courage, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Yi jumped down from the stone, his body light as a small bird: "Why hasn't the rescue I've been looking for arrived yet? Did they take the mission but not even enter the space gate?"

Ye Xi'an's fingers unconsciously clenched together, her knuckles whitening slightly, her forehead almost breaking out in nervous sweat.

Her guilty look was instantly noticed by Qiu Yi: "What's up with you?"

Ye Xi'an didn't dare speak; she could only look to Bao Jing for help. In that instant when she glanced his way, Bao Jing's attention had been on Ye Xi'an all along, and he immediately noticed the situation here.

He walked over and embraced Ye Xi'an, then felt her trembling slightly: "An'an, what's wrong?"

Ye Xi'an glanced at Qiu Yi, took Bao Jing's hand and walked over to Lin Zhi Jing, then quietly explained the situation to Ji Jiangci and Yi Yang.

"I don't think she'll hurt you." Ji Jiangci felt he was always good at reading people; this female obviously had unusual affection for Ye Xi'an: "Perhaps you could try being honest."

"What if she gets angry?" Ye Xi'an wore a worried face; having finally reached a place with no humans, she didn't want to die, nor did she want her death to implicate Bao Jing and the others.

She hadn't even enjoyed the pleasure of this world's female supremacy yet; if she had known, she wouldn't have greedily taken a random mission.

"She'll find out sooner or later; better to speak up, explain the cause clearly, and if compensation is needed, we'll do our best to make it right."

Ji Jiangci's voice was warm and smooth, his tone unhurried; nothing seemed to fluster him, and Ye Xi'an's anxious heart eased considerably at his tone.

"Exactly, honey, you don't need to be afraid." The ever-tearful Yi Yang puffed out his chest; despite his normally stern features, he liked to act cute and pouty: "If she really gets angry, I'll definitely be the first to rush forward and protect my wife—even if I die, it'll be worth it!"

Ye Xi'an was amused by his antics, but she didn't want Yi Yang to die for her: "Don't—just get me out of here quickly if the time comes; don't go throwing your life away."

Yi Yang, his face full of emotion, pressed his face against Ye Xi'an's and rubbed; being so close made her a little uncomfortable, but she still let him do it.

Lin Zhi Jing lowered his gaze; he still couldn't stand seeing Ye Xi'an pamper these thick-skinned males, and wanted to use this opportunity to reprimand her.

Sometimes he felt Ye Xi'an didn't belong in this world at all.

She was too good to males, almost unrealistically so; this made it easy for a male to go crazy over her.

In her eyes, males and females seemed to have no hierarchy of worth; they were simply different genders, and she even felt a vague sense of self-restraint.

On Zhu Shen Xing, females absolutely cannot constrain their own behavior; they only constrain males' behavior to make their own lives better.

Although she was like that, it was good, but... Lin Zhi Jing's gray pupils darkened with a hint of gloom; greedily gazing at Ye Xi'an's smile, it would only make males too unrestrained.

For example, him—he once thought he would never choose marriage, entrusting his life to a female's care, but now he even wants to kneel and beg Ye Xi'an to accept this insignificant life of his.

He also wanted to feel what it's like to be pampered by a female.