"To be honest, Yunyun, have you guys really never done it?"

"No, we haven't."

"I don't believe it. How could he hold back?"

"We're not married yet, it's not right."

"So, do you help him in other ways?"

"There you go again, Linlin."

"Wow, Yunyun, yours are really big, much bigger than mine. Is it because he touches them often?"

"Sleep, sleep! We need to be up for breakfast tomorrow, can't just stay in bed."

"Then let me touch them, I'd like them to grow bigger too."

Tan Wenbin, sitting on the dam, pulled out a cigarette and bit it between his lips. This Chen Lin, even though she'd never had pork, loved chasing pigs around every day.

Time slowly passed by.

The cigarette butt in Tan Wenbin's mouth flickered on and off, reflecting with countless cigarette heads above, as if the entire starry sky became his smoking buddy, keeping him company through the boring night.

The western room had been quiet for a long time, with only the sound of steady breathing, they must be asleep.

But just then, the door of the western room opened, and Chen Lin walked out.

Earlier, her luggage was kept on the car, it was Tan Wenbin who helped move it to the western room.

Chen Lin had changed into pajamas, the daytime rocker girl outfit replaced by a slightly classical nightgown with intricate patterns on it.

Such material and craftsmanship were quite hard to find in the market.

Tan Wenbin had seen Alii every day in the past, and with time, his understanding of clothing grew. Plus, the old lady would make him clothes occasionally, so Zhuangzhuang was quite worldly in clothing.

This outfit was probably something Chen Lin brought from her old home.

She seemed to be sleepwalking, completely ignoring Tan Wenbin sitting on the dam as she turned, her bare feet stepping down the dam.

Is it sensing the enemy approaching?

Tan Wenbin didn't try to wake her, but followed her instead.

The hem of Chen Lin's skirt grazed the ground, as if to adorn the shadow. Under the starlight, her soft hair hanging down as she walked along the path between fields, she exuded a unique aesthetic beauty.

She was like a completely different person from the Chen Lin during the day.

Tan Wenbin thought of calling Lin Shuyou to come and see, maybe it would change his mind.

As they walked onto the village road, Chen Lin's hands slowly spread out to her sides, as if bathing in the night sky's starry river.

On her left ring finger, there seemed to be a silver ring.

Upon closer look, Tan Wenbin found it was a thimble used for sewing.

The ring emanated a silvery-gray glow wrapping around Chen Lin, and then a figure gradually emerged behind her.

The figure's attire was more luxurious, and the soul emanating from it was extremely firm and solid.

The figure turned around, and so did Chen Lin.

The figure's face was void, yet you could feel the scrutinizing gaze from it. Chen Lin's eyes were open but lacked any consciousness, clearly still in a "sleepwalking" state.

She seemed to be on the border between Yin and Yang, detached from the Yang side but not yet in the Yin side.

Tan Wenbin wasn't like Brother Xiao Yuan. He could see things but couldn't quickly analyze them.

The figure pointed at Tan Wenbin with one finger, and a faint voice came through:

"You are..."

In the Peach Forest, the tree branches gently swayed, bringing about a gust of wind.

The wind could have blown far, but today, it was unusually close.

The figure behind Chen Lin went "buzz" and was directly cut in half at the waist.

The remaining two parts rapidly twisted and then dissipated.

Chen Lin's body shook, and she collapsed onto her knees, supporting herself with her hands, blood continuously seeping from the corners of her mouth.

Yesterday afternoon, after a nap, Chen Lin stood on the second-floor balcony of Zhou Yunyun's house, marveling at how clean Nantong was.

When a normal mountain is utterly silent without a sound, it often means there's a truly terrifying beast around.

Just a gust of wind dispersed her life-saving trump card.

Tan Wenbin witnessed all of this, and couldn't help but gain a clearer recognition of the strength of the one beneath the Peach Forest.

At the same time, he felt a deeper apprehension towards Fengdu.

He worried that as soon as they stepped into Fengdu Territory, the Great Emperor would blow and they would all be decapitated collectively.

Walking up to check Chen Lin's injuries, her internal energy and blood were chaotic, her breath weak, she was severely injured.

But she remained in the sleepwalking state and was even slowly getting up to continue walking forward.

Her state captured the heartbreaking sense of brokenness to the fullest, epitomizing the phrase "pitiable to the eye."

Tan Wenbin pressed his fingers between his eyes, applying slight force, his eyes blinking continuously, as if brilliance was circulating within them.

He was using Deng Chen's ability to "record" this scene, and then he'd find a photo studio in town to develop the photos.

Developing the photos to show Ah You, having seen the real person and then showing the photos has made it a unique case in the matchmaking world.

There was no choice, given how strong the contrast was with Chen Lin.

Chen Lin continued to move forward, with Tan Wenbin following beside her.

Not far ahead in the fields, there were dull thudding sounds.

The enemy must have arrived, and the negotiations probably failed, escalating into a fight.

Tan Wenbin suddenly realized he'd made a mistake, which was putting Lin Shuyou in charge of the negotiation spot. Apart from fighting, could he expect peace?

...

Lin Shuyou silently waited in the field, as instructed by Brother Bin.