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After exiting the forum, Zhan Yan blinked at the world in front of him.

On every single item that entered his line of sight, a small, floating inverted triangle symbol for an item description appeared, making him a little dizzy.

Whenever his gaze lingered on any item for a second, the small inverted triangle would automatically expand.

[This is a wall that needs repainting, full of scratches and stains…]

[This is a table that has been in disrepair for years, but it won’t collapse just yet…]

[This is a pen that is almost out of ink…]

[This is a boyfriend who hasn’t been used yet…]

Gu Jiancheng reached out worriedly to touch his forehead: “Yan Yan, what’s wrong?”

He looked dizzy, could he be running a fever again? Though it didn’t feel hot to the touch.

Zhan Yan waved away the Gossip System’s melon strips that were joining in the fun.

“It’s nothing, I just pressed on my eyeball earlier, so my vision is a bit blurry. I’ll be fine after resting a bit.”

He closed his eyes and began to study how to turn off this overly detailed item description.

Speaking of which, why did the Gossip System’s products all seem like semi-finished goods? The animal communication directly translated things so he couldn’t tell who was speaking, the fuzzy search dismantled words to search for him, and the item description was so considerate it was as if he were an idiot who didn’t recognize anything.

Fortunately, after the previous few times of tuning, Zhan Yan was now familiar with it. In less than a few minutes, he successfully turned off all the little inverted triangles in his field of vision.

Zhan Yan let out a sigh of relief.

Gu Jiancheng was still holding his elbow, his palm supporting him firmly and strongly.

“I’m fine now.” Zhan Yan blinked and smiled at him, “Um, I have to leave campus for a trip tomorrow.”

Wen Yinghui had previously invited him to attend Old Master Luan’s birthday banquet. His sister had suddenly gotten busy recently and found it hard to spare the time to go. He just happened to not have any important classes those few days, so he could ask for a leave of absence.

Gu Jiancheng made a sound, mumbling in his throat, and bent down, tilting his face up to rub against him: “Alright then…”

He didn’t manage to score a kiss.

Zhan Yan pressed his hand against his face and said thoughtfully: “Are you hiding something from me?”

With Gu Jiancheng’s level of clinginess, under the circumstances where he had to leave again not long after coming back, would one kiss resolve it? He didn’t believe it.

Gu Jiancheng’s heart skipped a beat. He blinked through the gaps in Zhan Yan’s fingers, his long eyelashes brushing across Zhan Yan’s fingers.

Zhan Yan’s fingers subconsciously curled up. Then Gu Jiancheng opened his mouth and breathed a puff of air into his palm.

Zhan Yan quickly retracted his hand, glaring at him with red ears.

Gu Jiancheng blinked, feigning innocence: “Just come back early.”

After successfully fooling him, Gu Jiancheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He was recently investigating the matter of the Mind-Link and might come into contact with a lot of danger. Under these circumstances, he subconsciously avoided Zhan Yan a little, not expecting it to be seen through. Yan Yan’s sharpness was really…

Taking advantage of this time, he had to step it up. He needed to deal with the guy who dared to use the Mind-Link earlier. Otherwise, what if Yan Yan misunderstood him…

The next day, Zhan Yan sat on the plane, holding the orange juice given by the flight attendant, slowly twirling it in his palm.

His palm seemed to still retain that breath of moist, warm air.

Gu Jiancheng’s lip line was sharp, his upper lip thin and narrow, and his lower lip tucked in; he looked aloof from both the front and the side. But the lips pressed against his palm were very soft. The moist, hot airflow breathed out from those two soft lips filled his palm, traveling up his arm to his shoulder and chest, leaving his entire arm numb and tingling all the way to his heart.

He even used his eyelashes to tickle his fingers!

When did he learn this kind of clingy method?

Zhan Yan subconsciously turned the sports bracelet on his wrist, feeling like the frequency of the red line on it was going to speed up again.

But the more Gu Jiancheng acted like this, the more he felt something was wrong.

This was the second time Gu Jiancheng was avoiding him. The last time he had a similar feeling was when they unexpectedly bumped into each other at the “Supernatural Gathering”.

When they separated that time, Gu Jiancheng also agreed very easily. It was as if he didn’t want to get too close to him.

No rush, he would slowly dig out his little secrets!

Zhan Yan leaned back against the chair, eyes half-closed, and began to adjust the “Item Description”. Previously, he had just turned off all the small inverted triangles in his field of vision. Now, he was preparing to try turning on whichever one he wanted.

[This is a stained chair…]

[This is a button made of coconut shell…]

[This is a cup of cola with something added to it…]

Hmm?!

Zhan Yan found that line of text and quickly finished reading it. The location of that cup of beverage was three seats diagonally in front of him, across the aisle.

Blocked by the back of the seat, he could only faintly see a hand painted with nail polish placed on the cup, seemingly about to pick it up to drink.

“Wait! Don’t drink it!” Zhan Yan shouted loudly.

The people around him all looked over at him.

Zhan Yan unfastened his seatbelt and walked over quickly: “Don’t drink it! Something was added to your cup! …Boss Xia?”

Xia Yuexian looked up and saw Zhan Yan, and smiled: “Zhan Yan, you’re on this flight too.”

Zhan Yan stood in the aisle, looking down at the man sitting next to Xia Yuexian.

The man’s expression was tense, his eyes dodging, and sweat was already starting to bead on his forehead.

“I’m going to attend a banquet,” Zhan Yan took advantage of the time speaking to search out the cause and effect in the system, “Boss Xia, just now when you left, he put something in your cup, I saw it.”

Xia Yuexian had indeed just left her seat.

That man’s face twisted fiercely and he became agitated: “You’re lying! You’re slandering me! Yuexian, you have to believe me!”

The flight attendants had already rushed over because of the commotion here to ask about the situation.

Xia Yuexian looked at this man steadily: “Oh? You know my name, but I have never seen you before. How did you get my itinerary?”

Zhan Yan was explaining the situation to the flight attendant: “Please call the air marshal, keep this cup of cola safe, and have it tested after getting off the plane.”

Hearing this, the man to the side suddenly started going crazy. He waved his arms forcefully, wanting to knock over the paper cup.

Xia Yuexian raised her hand and passed the cup to the side.

Zhan Yan subconsciously caught it.

Then he saw Xia Yuexian twist and press her arm, pinning the crazy man against the plane wall. His head smashed against the hard panel with a bang, sounding extremely painful.

Zhan Yan’s eyes widened.

Boss Xia has great skills!

The air marshal who had just rushed over: …

“Trying to destroy the evidence?” Xia Yuexian snorted.

After taking the painful hit, the man immediately stopped being crazy, wailing and spouting nonsense, saying something about being Xia Yuexian’s fan, liking her very much, and doing this because he loved her.

In her early years, when she first started her film and television company, Xia Yuexian had indeed made a few cameo appearances. Her total screen time combined didn’t even exceed ten minutes. This idiot who called himself a fan was more just dreaming of marrying her, having the company handed over to him, and living a life where the man works outside and the woman stays at home.

Xia Yuexian had discovered early on that her cup had been drugged, mainly because she had never seen the man next to her before, and was a bit curious about where his massive obsession came from. Sometimes even a Heart Moon Fox couldn’t understand why there were people in this world who harbored such great delusions and malice towards someone they had absolutely no intersection with.

After handing the man over to the air marshal, Xia Yuexian rotated her wrists, draped an arm over Zhan Yan’s shoulder, and said with a smile: “Why call me Boss Xia? Just call me Sister. Come on, Sister will treat you to an upgrade.”

Zhan Yan naturally followed along: “Sister Xia.”

Sister Xia’s two moves just now were so freaking cool. Could she be a demon?

It was a pity there weren’t enough clues, so he couldn’t perform information integration.

After such an incident, neither of them wanted to continue being stared at in business class.

“I haven’t thanked you for reminding me yet. Having something like this appear on a perfectly good journey really ruins the mood,” Xia Yuexian said.

Zhan Yan joined her in cursing out the idiot.

Xia Yuexian thought that His Majesty Chongming’s cub was really cute!

Both of them were people who would never let a conversation go cold if they wanted to chat, so they had a very pleasant conversation the whole way.

Zhan Yan learned that Xia Yuexian was also here to attend Old Master Luan’s birthday banquet.

Xia Yuexian cheerfully stated that he could look for her anytime if he needed anything.

After getting off the plane, Xia Yuexian went to cooperate with the police. Zhan Yan called his family to report that he was safe, then went to the hotel he had booked in advance. The birthday banquet wasn’t for another two days, so he came early to rest for a bit.

A college student’s stamina was indeed out of the ordinary. Zhan Yan took a nap at noon, and after waking up and eating a meal, he was glowing with energy again.

Bince City was a coastal city. In ancient times, the people here mostly made a living by fishing, and many had the custom of sacrificing to the Dragon King. Now, these remaining large and small Dragon King temples had all become tourist attractions.

Zhan Yan randomly picked one to visit. Even though it wasn’t a holiday or festival, there were quite a lot of people.

He didn’t squeeze into the most crowded Dragon King Hall, merely taking a glance from afar.

The Dragon King sculpture with a dragon’s head and human body sat high on the platform, one hand resting on his knee, the other stroking his beard, solemn and majestic.

Zhan Yan heard some tourists laughing and joking: “Look, the Dragon King is still giving a thumbs-up.”

“What are you talking about, he’s stroking his beard!”

…

Zhan Yan clicked on the small inverted triangle under the Dragon King statue:

[This is a spiritual Dragon King statue, but it cannot bless people with promotions, wealth, happy marriages, or pregnancies…

—I am the Dragon King! Not the God of Wealth! Not the Old Man Under the Moon! And definitely not the Goddess of Childbearing!]

Zhan Yan stared at the large incense burner that required three people to hug and imagined the scene.

Every day, facing this smoke-wreathed incense, the Dragon King would irritably throw things: Don’t just stuff whatever wish you have to me!

He was amused for a while, and walked towards a less crowded place. Unknowingly, he walked out of the Dragon King Temple and entered the street behind it.

The street was quite spacious, with many small stalls set up on the left and right. The stalls were filled with various antiques. At a glance, there were silver and jade items, bronze and old wood, a complete variety.

Zhan Yan rubbed his hands together in his heart. Having just unlocked his appraisal skill and wandering into an antique street, this was Heaven’s will letting him pick up some missed treasures!

He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and took a closer look!

[This is a distressed bronze tripod made last year…]

[This is a fake silver coin with extremely low silver content…]

[This is from last month…]

[This is from last week…]

…

Zhan Yan grew dizzy.

He looked around and didn’t find a single real one!

The antique street was quite considerate; there was even a tea stall inside.

Zhan Yan wanted to buy a pot of tea to rest his feet, but the tea stall turned out to be quite popular, and there was simply no space left inside.

He hovered outside for a bit. Having wandered around for a long time, his feet hurt a bit. Going somewhere else meant he had to walk some more, but he didn’t know when a seat would free up in this tea stall…

As he was hesitating, an old man wearing a short jacket inside smiled at him: “Young man, want to share a table?”

“Thank you, thank you!” Zhan Yan happily squeezed his way over.

The old man shifted on the long bench, freeing up a spot for him.

Zhan Yan only ordered tea; the old man, aside from tea, also ordered several plates of pastries to go with it.

Zhan Yan didn’t understand tea, but there were fresh jasmine flowers placed in the tea, and the sweet floral fragrance was very pleasing.

As Zhan Yan drank his tea, he reflected in bitter agony:

What’s the point of unlocking a golden finger? If you want to pick up a leak (a missed treasure), first there has to be a leak!

Even without golden fingers, which of these small bosses on this street had poor eyesight? What they could put out to sell definitely wouldn’t be a leak!

The old man beside him cheerfully invited him to eat the pastries: “Young man, did you buy any treasures?”

Zhan Yan shook his head and sighed: “Where are the treasures!”

The old man cheerfully began to share his experience in appraising treasures with him. Talking about “patina”, “raw pits”, “cooked pits”, “open door”… Zhan Yan couldn’t understand a single thing.

But he highly respected knowledgeable people, so he continuously looked at the old man with eyes of admiration and sudden realization.

After having his fill of showing off, the old man stood up, looking thoroughly refreshed: “Their tea isn’t that good, but the tea pastries are excellent. Take your time eating, I’m going to go wander around.”

Not going to lie, the tea pastries were quite good. They weren’t the same flavor as Aunt Bai’s, but they were still delicious.

Zhan Yan finished eating and drinking, then stood up, preparing to leave the antique street.

When he walked close to the entrance of the street, he ran into that old man again.

The old man was squatting in front of a stall, staring fixedly at a piece of bronze ware carved with something resembling a dragon or a snake.

Zhan Yan subconsciously followed up by clicking the small triangle:

[This is an item made last week…]

The stall owner was even giving a thumbs-up: “Yo! You really have a good eye! I just collected this from the countryside last week. It’s not anything valuable, but it’s still a several-hundred-year-old antiquity. If you like it…”

Zhan Yan’s gaze shifted to the old man who was nodding furiously along.

So it turns out you’re just an all-talk king…