Chapter 23: Great River Sword Intent, Soaring Realm!

Time flew.

In the blink of an eye, it was the second day.

Jiang Chen still got up early.

Standing on the bluestone steps, breathing the fresh morning air, Jiang Chen lazily stretched.

Thinking that he should be able to obtain quite a few rewards again today, his mood was immediately great.

"Blue bricks accompany tile lacquer, white horse treads on new mud..."

Humming a little tune, Jiang Chen made breakfast; it was still plain noodle soup, both simple and delicious.

"Little Junior Brother, what song are you singing? It's quite nice."

Not long after.

Sikong Qianluo arrived; she looked at Jiang Chen with surprise, seemingly not expecting her Little Junior Brother to be able to sing.

What else was there that Little Junior Brother couldn't do?

"Just singing for fun."

Jiang Chen replied casually, then squinted his eyes and asked: "How about it, did you think of the answers after going back last night?"

Hearing Jiang Chen's words.

Sikong Qianluo's little face immediately fell.

Yesterday she clearly felt she would definitely be able to think of them, but as a result, she thought about it for half a day after going back, and in the end, not only did she not think of them, but she also caused herself not to sleep well all night.

Seeing the other's appearance, Jiang Chen immediately knew.

"Do you want me to tell you the answers?"

Sikong Qianluo's eyes lit up, looking at Jiang Chen with some anticipation.

Jiang Chen's mouth curved: "If you wash the bowls in a moment, I'll tell you!"

Sikong Qianluo originally wanted to refuse.

Growing up, let alone washing bowls, she hadn't even washed a single vegetable sprout.

It was just that.

She suddenly remembered hearing her father mention before that only women who were both smart and virtuous would attract men.

Thinking of this.

She hurriedly nodded: "I'll wash, I'll wash!"

The speed of the answer was so fast that even Jiang Chen was somewhat surprised.

However.

Since Sikong Qianluo had agreed, Jiang Chen did not continue to keep the other in suspense and directly stated the answers.

And after Sikong Qianluo heard them.

She immediately widened her eyes, her appearance very anxious and cute.

By the time Jiang Chen brought the two bowls of noodles over, she seemed to have just come back to her senses from the shock.

"Little Junior Brother, you are too bad!"

Sikong Qianluo looked at Jiang Chen speechlessly while eating her noodles: "No wonder no one has been able to guess them until now; who could think of such answers!"

Thinking for a long time.

Sikong Qianluo found that the question Ye Ruoyi guessed yesterday seemed to be the simplest one.

"How am I bad?!"

Jiang Chen immediately retorted: "It wasn't your father who asked me to guard this Ninth Layer of the Ascension Pavilion? At that time, my strength was so low, I could only think of other ways."

"That is true."

Sikong Qianluo did not ponder Jiang Chen's words carefully and nodded in agreement.

That day, hearing Sikong Changfeng say he wanted to arrange Jiang Chen to the Ninth Layer, she had wanted to stand out and refute, but who knew Jiang Chen would agree to it in one breath.

"By the way, where is the Third City Lord?"

Sikong Qianluo suddenly looked around, only then remembering that in the two days she had come over, she seemed not to have seen Li Hanyi's figure.

"Cultivating on Cangshan."

Jiang Chen finished the last bite of noodles and said casually.

Without even having to think.

He knew Li Hanyi was definitely on Cangshan.

As for why she hadn't returned all this time.

Jiang Chen estimated it should be related to the words he said two days ago.

Don't look at Li Hanyi as having extremely high attainments in the field of swordsmanship, and her cultivation reaching the Great Carefree Realm; high cultivation and thin skin are two completely different matters.

"I'm finished."

Jiang Chen threw the bowl down and looked at Sikong Qianluo with a smile.

Although washing bowls was not a troublesome task, if someone helped, he was still very happy.

Sikong Qianluo was quite straightforward.

She directly picked up the two bowls and walked toward the kitchen; after waiting for a long time, she walked out leisurely.

Jiang Chen looked up and found that the hem of the other's skirt was half wet.

Sure enough.

For Sikong Qianluo, who had been pampered since childhood, even just washing a bowl was a strenuous task.

However. ===== CHAPTER 24 =====