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After exiting the forum, Zhan Yan blinked, looking at the world before him.

A small, inverted triangular symbol for item descriptions appeared floating above every object he saw, making him a little dizzy.

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

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

[This is an old, dilapidated table, but it won’t collapse for now…]

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

[This is an unused boyfriend…]

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

He looked dizzy, was he getting a fever again?

Touching him, he didn’t feel hot though.

Zhan Yan waved away the busybody gossip system’s message strips.

“Nothing, just pressed my eyeball too hard, a little blurry. I’ll be fine after some rest.”

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

Speaking of which, why were the products of the gossip system all like half-finished goods? Animal communication directly translated things so he couldn’t tell who was speaking, fuzzy search could break words apart to search for him, and item description was so considerate it was as if he was a big dummy who didn’t recognize anything.

Fortunately, after previous adjustments, Zhan Yan was now familiar with it. Within a few minutes, he successfully turned off all the small inverted triangles in his field of vision.

Zhan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Jiancheng was still holding his elbow, his palm firm and strong, supporting him.

“I’m fine now.” Zhan Yan blinked and smiled at him, “Uh, I have to leave school tomorrow.”

Wen Yinghui had invited him to old Mr. Luan’s birthday banquet before, and his sister had suddenly gotten busy recently and found it hard to spare time. He happened to not have any important classes those few days and could ask for leave.

Gu Jiancheng hummed, a muffled sound in his throat, and bent down, rubbing his face against him, “Alright then…”

He didn’t get a kiss.

Zhan Yan pressed his hand against Gu Jiancheng’s face and said thoughtfully, “Are you hiding something from me?”

Given Gu Jiancheng’s clinginess, would a kiss really solve the problem when he was leaving again so soon after just returning? He didn’t believe it.

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

Zhan Yan’s fingers subconsciously curled. He then opened his mouth and breathed a puff of air onto Gu Jiancheng’s palm.

Zhan Yan recoiled, glaring at him with reddened ears.

Gu Jiancheng blinked innocently, “Just come back early, okay?”

After successfully faking it, Gu Jiancheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had been investigating his Heart Incantation recently and might encounter a lot of danger. In this situation, he subconsciously avoided Zhan Yan, but he didn’t expect to be found out. Yanyan’s keenness, truly…

He had to speed up during this time. He needed to deal with the guy who dared to use his Heart Incantation sooner. Otherwise, what if Yanyan misunderstood him…

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

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

Gu Jiancheng’s lips were sharply defined, his upper lip thin and narrow, his lower lip tucked in, looking cold from both front and side. But the lips pressed against his palm were very soft, and the hot, moist airflow exhaled from between the two soft lips filled his palm, travelling up his arm to his shoulder and chest, making his entire arm numb, itching all the way to his heart.

He even used his eyelashes to tickle his fingers!

When did he learn this kind of clinginess?

Zhan Yan unconsciously rotated the sports bracelet on his wrist, always feeling that the frequency of the red line on it was about to speed up again.

But the more Gu Jiancheng acted like this, the more something felt off to him.

This was the second time Gu Jiancheng had avoided him. The last time he had a similar feeling was when they unexpectedly met at the “Chaofan Gathering.”

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

No rush, he’d slowly uncover his little secrets!

Zhan Yan leaned back in his seat, half-closed his eyes, and began to adjust the “item description.” He had only turned off all the small inverted triangles in his field of vision before; now he was going to try to turn on whichever one he wanted.

[This is a chair stained with dirt…]

[This is a button made from a coconut shell…]

[This is a cola that has been tampered with…]

Hmm?!

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

Blocked by the seat back, he could only vaguely see a hand with nail polish putting it on the cup, seemingly about to pick it up and drink.

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

Everyone around him looked at him.

Zhan Yan unfastened his seatbelt and quickly walked over, “Don’t drink it! Something’s been put in your cup!…Boss Xia?”

Xia Yuexuan looked up and saw Zhan Yan, smiling, “Zhan Yan, you’re on this flight too.”

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

The man looked nervous, his eyes darted around, and sweat had already started to seep from his forehead.

“Going to attend a banquet,” Zhan Yan said, taking the opportunity to quickly search the system for the full story, “Boss Xia, when you left just now, he put something in your cup, I saw it.”

Xia Yuexuan had indeed left her seat just now.

The man’s expression turned ferocious and agitated, “You’re lying! You’re slandering me! Yuexuan, you have to believe me!”

Flight attendants had already rushed over due to the commotion to inquire about the situation.

Xia Yuexuan looked steadily at the man, “Oh? You know my name, but I’ve never met you. How did you get my itinerary?”

Zhan Yan was explaining the situation to the flight attendant, “Please call the air marshal. Keep this cola well, and have it analyzed after we land.”

The man next to him, hearing this, suddenly went crazy. He violently waved his arms, trying to knock over the paper cup.

Xia Yuexuan raised a hand, and the cup was passed to the side.

Zhan Yan subconsciously took it.

Then he saw Xia Yuexuan twist and press her arm, pinning the crazed man against the airplane wall. His head hit the hard panel with a thud, which sounded incredibly painful.

Zhan Yan’s eyes widened.

Boss Xia has good moves!

The air marshal who had just arrived: …

“Trying to destroy evidence?” Xia Yuexuan snorted.

The man immediately stopped being crazy after the pain, wailing and babbling nonsense, saying he was Xia Yuexuan’s fan, liked her very much, and did this out of love for her.

Xia Yuexuan had indeed made a few cameo appearances when she first opened her film and television company years ago. The total screen time was no more than ten minutes. This idiot who claimed to be a fan was more engrossed in a fantasy of marrying her and having her company handed over to him, with him as the breadwinner and her as the homemaker.

Xia Yuexuan had discovered that her cup had been drugged earlier; mainly, she had never seen the man next to her and was a bit curious about where he got such obsession. Sometimes even a heart-moon fox couldn’t understand why people in this world would develop such grand delusions and malice towards someone they had no interaction with.

After handing the man over to the air marshal, Xia Yuexuan stretched her wrists, put a hand on Zhan Yan’s shoulder, and said with a smile, “Why call me Boss Xia? Just call me sis. Come on, sis will treat you to an upgrade.”

Zhan Yan readily complied, “Sister Xia.”

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

Unfortunately, without enough clues, he couldn’t integrate the information.

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

“I still haven’t thanked you for warning me. It really spoils the mood to have such a nuisance on a good trip,” Xia Yuexuan said.

Zhan Yan joined her in cursing the nuisance.

Xia Yuexuan thought His Majesty Chongming’s cub was so cute!

Both of them were people who could keep a conversation going if they wanted to, so they chatted happily throughout the journey.

Zhan Yan learned that Xia Yuexuan was also coming to attend old Mr. Luan’s birthday banquet.

Xia Yuexuan happily said he could find her anytime if he needed anything.

After getting off the plane, Xia Yuexuan cooperated with the police. Zhan Yan called his family to report his safe arrival and went to the hotel he had booked in advance. The birthday banquet was still two days away, and he had come early to rest.

A university student’s stamina was indeed extraordinary. Zhan Yan took a nap at noon, then woke up, ate dinner, and was full of energy again.

Bince City is a coastal city. In ancient times, people here mostly made a living by fishing, and there were many customs of worshipping the Dragon King. Now, the various large and small Dragon King Temples that remain have become tourist attractions.

Zhan Yan casually picked one to visit. It wasn’t a holiday, but there were still many people.

He didn’t squeeze into the crowded Dragon King Hall, just looked at it from afar.

The dragon-headed, human-bodied Dragon King sculpture sat high on the platform, one hand resting on his knee, the other stroking his beard, solemn and majestic.

Zhan Yan heard tourists laughing, “Look, the Dragon King is even 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 promotion and wealth, happy marriages, or pregnancy and childbirth…

—I am the Dragon King! Not the God of Wealth! Not the Matchmaker! And certainly not the Goddess of Child-Giving!]

Zhan Yan imagined the Dragon King facing the large incense burner that required three people to embrace.

The Dragon King throws things angrily every day at the smoky incense: Don’t just stuff any wish into me!

He chuckled for a while and walked towards a less crowded area, unconsciously walking out of the Dragon King Temple and into the street behind.

The street was quite wide, with many small stalls on both sides, displaying various antiques. At first glance, there were silver, jade, bronze, and old wood items, a complete range of categories.

Zhan Yan rubbed his hands in his heart. Just got a golden finger for appraisal and walked into an antique street, this was fate telling him to find a bargain!

He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and stared!

[This is a bronze cauldron made last year to look old…]

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

[This is from last month…]

[This is from last week…]

…

Zhan Yan felt dizzy.

He looked around and didn’t find a single genuine item!

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

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

He lingered outside for a while. His feet hurt a little from walking for so long, and going somewhere else would mean more walking, but he didn’t know when a spot would open up at this tea stall…

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

“Thank you, thank you!” Zhan Yan happily squeezed in.

The old man moved on the long bench, making room for him.

Zhan Yan only ordered tea, while the old man ordered a few plates of pastries to go with his tea.

Zhan Yan didn’t understand tea, but the tea had fresh jasmine flowers in it, and the floral fragrance was sweet and very pleasant.

Zhan Yan drank his tea and reflected painfully:

What’s the use of having a golden finger? To find a bargain, there must first be a bargain!

The small shop owners on this street, even without golden fingers, which one had poor eyesight? Anything put out for sale definitely wasn’t a bargain!

The old man next to him cheerfully offered him pastries, “Young man, did you buy any treasures?”

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

The old man then happily shared his appraisal experiences with him. Things like “patina,” “raw pit,” “cooked pit,” “open door”… Zhan Yan didn’t understand any of it.

But he respected knowledgeable people and kept looking at the old man with admiring and suddenly enlightened eyes.

The old man felt good, then stood up refreshed, “Their tea isn’t great, but the tea snacks are good. You eat slowly, I’m going to look around.”

Indeed, the tea snacks were good. They had a different flavor from what Aunt Bai made, but they were also delicious.

After eating and drinking, Zhan Yan got up, ready to leave the antique street.

When he reached almost the end of the street, he met the old man again.

The old man was squatting in front of a stall, staring intently at a bronze object carved to resemble a dragon or a snake.

Zhan Yan subconsciously followed and clicked the small triangle:

[This is an item made last week…]

The stall owner was still giving a thumbs up, “Oh! Your eyesight is good! I just got this from the countryside last week. It’s not anything valuable, but it’s an old piece from several hundred years ago. If you like it…”

Zhan Yan shifted his gaze to the old man who was nodding vigorously.

So you’re a king only when it comes to talking, huh…