Chapter 45
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Chapter 45: People of the Long-life Families
Zhou Luo’s appearance made Bai Zhi Yan’s body tremble; she quickly hugged herself, extremely flustered.
Glancing casually, Zhou Luo noticed that this young girl had a great figure; even her loose outer clothes couldn’t hide her impressive body.
He sat down lightly smiling and said, "I’m not going to eat you."
"You… what do you want to do?" Bai Zhi Yan involuntarily leaned toward the bedside.
"To sleep," Zhou Luo said naturally.
"But…" Bai Zhi Yan had wanted to say something.
But Zhou Luo interrupted her, saying gently, "You should remember what I told you."
Of course, he was referring to the earlier conversation in the tavern.
Zhou Luo had clearly stated that besides not sharing the same room, everything else would follow the standard for a married couple.
Thinking of this, Bai Zhi Yan’s ears turned red; she lowered her head and said timidly, "I… I’m not ready yet."
"So many people are watching; if you get suspected, you’ll be kicked out," Zhou Luo said seriously.
This was a fact.
He couldn’t possibly bring her home and then ignore her completely.
It would be very easy for people to notice something was wrong.
"I understand," Bai Zhi Yan said in a tiny voice, like a mosquito’s.
She pulled back the quilt; her face flushed red as she burrowed under the covers.
At this moment, Zhou Luo also stood up and began to undress.
Seeing this, Bai Zhi Yan’s face became even redder; her small hands tightly gripped the quilt, and her heart started pounding fast.
"Relax, I won’t touch you. Even if I wanted to, could you resist me?" Zhou Luo said sincerely.
Although he really wanted to be intimate with this young girl who had Sixth Grade spiritual roots, he would absolutely never force her.
For now, it was just ordinary sleep.
Bai Zhi Yan didn’t speak; she just shrank her body and pressed tightly against the wall.
Zhou Luo blew out the candle, and the room plunged into pitch-black darkness.
In the dark, Bai Zhi Yan felt the quilt being pulled back, and her body shivered involuntarily.
The next moment, she could clearly feel someone lying down beside her.
Fortunately, the other person didn’t do anything to her.
After lying down, there were no further movements.
This temporarily eased the tension in Bai Zhi Yan’s heart.
She tried to stay as far from him as possible, but the bed was small; however much she moved, they remained only a fist’s distance apart.
This was the first time she had slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex.
But she was lucky; the other person wasn’t a bad person.
She lay flat, and an image of Zhou Luo involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
If he hadn’t appeared, she would undoubtedly have been delivered by that burly man to the residence of some powerful cultivator, only to end up as a breeding tool.
At this thought, Bai Zhi Yan felt immensely grateful inside.
Her initial tension gradually eased away.
Perhaps due to sheer exhaustion, before long, having set aside her guard, she slowly drifted off to sleep.
…
The next day, Bai Zhi Yan woke with a start from her sleep.
Upon opening her eyes, she abruptly realized she was tightly hugging him, her leg even draped across his body.
Frightened, she hastily withdrew her hands and scrambled backward, her face flushing red like a ripe apple.
Only after noticing Zhou Luo hadn’t awoken did she gradually calm down.
But since she slept on the inner side of the bed, she needed to climb over him to get up—a move certain to rouse him.
So Bai Zhi Yan simply closed her eyes and pretended to still be asleep.
As she shut her eyes, a faint smile touched Zhou Luo’s lips before he let out a yawn. He then rose from the bed, put on his clothes, and left the room.
Once sure he was gone, Bai Zhi Yan opened her eyes. Yet again, she recalled the earlier scene, swamped by shame.
Over the next few days, she continued to share a bed with Zhou Luo.
Bai Zhi Yan moved from feeling wholly unaccustomed to gradually adapting.
The only awkwardness was that almost every morning upon waking, she found herself clinging to him.
Luckily, Zhou Luo always woke later than she did—otherwise, it would have been mortifying.
Meanwhile, as she spent time with others in the estate, Bai Zhi Yan slowly began to settle in here.
She even grew fond of taking little Chang An and the children out to play, shedding her earlier tension and unease completely.
During this time, Zhou Luo finally learned through his master Lin Zhi Shou that Lianyun City was actually another metropolis.
But it lay far to the north—a much greater distance from Maple Leaf City than even Panshi City.
He truly couldn’t fathom why that burly man had brought her all this way instead of selling her off locally.
That evening, Zhou Luo shared this news with Bai Zhi Yan.
After listening, her expression dimmed, and she asked, "Can you send a letter home for me?"
Through their days together, Zhou Luo had learned Bai Zhi Yan’s true identity.
He hadn’t expected she, too, belonged to a long-life family—she’d run away from home in a fit of anger only to be abducted and brought here.
Returning her could win him rewards from her family.
The hitch, however, was that the Bai family and the Lin Family were enemies.
More precisely, the Qinyuan Sect backing the Lin Family was opposed to the Chimagong Sect behind the Bai family.
If the Lin Family discovered a Bai member was here, not only would the letter go unsent, but Bai Zhi Yan could face grave danger, possibly even death.
Zhou Luo laid all this out honestly for her.
Realizing she might never leave, grief overwhelmed Bai Zhi Yan, and she began sobbing again.
Seeing her pitiable helplessness, Zhou Luo gently stroked her head in comfort. "If a chance to get away ever comes," he reassured, "I’ll find a way to send your letter out."
To his surprise, Bai Zhi Yan instantly threw her arms around him, burying her face against his chest. "Thanks," she murmured in a muffled voice.
Their time together had steadily deepened her view of Zhou Luo as truly kind and decent—it had warmed her heart completely—which was why she’d acted by pure instinct.
Perhaps only this closeness offered her a shred of solace.
…
Elsewhere in Maple Leaf City, in some secluded estate,
a shadowy figure robed entirely in black looked down at a corpse sprawled at his feet and snarled, "Utterly useless."
Had Zhou Luo been present, he’d have recognized the body: this was the very burly man from the tavern days ago.
"The woman’s with the Lin Family now. What next?" a voice drifted from the darkness.
"How should I know!" the cloaked stranger bit out impatiently.
To evade detection by the Bai family, he’d explicitly directed this ignorant burly man to kidnap Bai Zhi Yan and take her to Maple Leaf City.
But he’d never imagined this useless oaf would abandon her and flee simply out of fear of the Lin Family.
To the burly man, it was just one lost woman—he could always kidnap another later to make up for it—after all, the Lin Family wasn’t to be trifled with.
Only he had no idea how crucially significant this woman was.
By the time he grasped that truth, everything was too late.
