Qin Yi rolled his eyes; this Yin Qianqian really is self-assured.

Whether human or yao, there’s always a mix of good and bad.

It’s often those who proclaim themselves as good who, when stripped of their facade, turn out to be hypocritical scoundrels.

Yet some of the infamous dark paths harbor those who are upright and kind.

In this world, what’s true and what’s false is anyone’s guess.

You only know who’s truly swimming naked when the tide goes out.

Qin Yi looked up, watching Yun Mengyao circling around Lang Ya, her eyes filled with curiosity and the desire to explore.

"Are you really a dragon?"

Lang Ya nodded slightly.

"You probably aren’t..." Lang Ya thought it over, organizing his words, "You probably aren’t purely human?"

Yun Mengyao: "..."

"I’m from the Feather Clan, so basically human, just born with wings to fly."

"Lang Ya, show us your transformation."

Lang Ya thought it over; the best way to prove he’s a dragon is to show his true form.

"Stop right there."

Qin Yi hurriedly interjected, glaring at Yun Mengyao, "His body is three to four hundred meters long, as thick as two train engines. Do you want to destroy this place?"

"Besides, dragons now only exist in legends. Lang Ya’s identity should stay between us. Don’t let it slip."

"A dragon’s body is full of treasures; if Lang Ya’s identity gets out, it might stir some people’s greed."

Yin Qianqian and Yun Mengyao nodded, aware of human greed.

"So let’s wait until we’re somewhere secluded, then you can show us."

Lang Ya nodded.

"Wow, he seems really well-behaved."

Yun Mengyao said excitedly.

Qin Yi was also curious about why Lang Ya’s temper suddenly became so gentle.

Could he have taken a liking to Yun Mengyao or Yin Qianqian?

His mind immediately conjured up mischievous thoughts—if Lang Ya were to get intimate, would he involuntarily reveal his true form and crush the other person to death?

"Heh heh..."

The more Qin Yi thought about it, the more thrilled he felt, laughing to himself.

Yun Mengyao looked at Qin Yi warily, "Why are you laughing so wickedly? What filthy thoughts are in your head?"

Qin Yi: "..."

"Do you want to know?"

"If you dare to say it, I’ll dare to listen."

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows, "Alright, then I’ll tell you the story of ’Jin Ping Mei’."

Yun Mengyao blushed, "Filthy, vulgar."

"Next time you’re injured, I’ll personally make medicine and take care of you."

Qin Yi paused and then grinned mischievously, "You really immerse yourself into roles; you already see yourself as the heroine."

"Even if you see yourself as Pan Jinlian, I’m not Wu Dalang."

Yun Mengyao retorted disdainfully, "With your rogue demeanor, you’re definitely Ximen Qing."

"Oh, I get it now." Qin Yi showed an enlightened look, "So you imagine yourself as Pan Jinlian and call me Ximen Qing, hoping I’ll seduce you? In your dreams—if you want to be Pan Jinlian, you should be as pretty as she is first."

Qin Yi struck a pose, "With my honest and brave appearance, I’m definitely Wu Song."

"Sister-in-law, Wu Song has something to say."

"Shut up," Yun Mengyao cursed, full of frustration.

Why is it that every argument with Qin Yi leaves her at a loss?

"Can you two discuss something we can understand?"

Yin Qianqian showed her displeasure; she couldn’t comprehend their conversation at all.

"Who can tell me what ’Jin Ping Mei’ is?"

Yun Mengyao dismissed it, "Better not know, it’s not a good book anyway."

"Well, just my luck, I like reading bad books. Where can I buy this one?"

Qin Yi: "..."

"You can’t buy it, but next time you see Yin Qingyi and Yin Chen, you can ask them to get you a copy with illustrations."

Yin Qianqian laughed, "Alright, I’ll remember that."

"Alright, you two stop messing around. Xiao Yanzi just got married, and you left immediately. That kid complained for days; let’s go back and greet them."

Qin Yi nodded, "Let’s go together, and get Jing Palace Master to prepare some good food."

"You guys don’t know—I haven’t had a satisfying meal in ages."

"That proves Lang Ya cleans well."

Yin Qianqian casually added, nearly choking Qin Yi.

Qin Yi knew sparring verbally with Yin Qianqian was pointless; playing dead was the smart move.

"Let’s go."

The group moved out, gathering intel; they learned Jing Wangyou and company were at the Netherworld Holy Temple and headed that way.

Jing Wangyou and Elder Youming were discussing matters when disciples reported Qin Yi’s return.

"Where is he?"

Jing Wangyou urgently asked.

"He’s right here."

A voice came from the main hall entrance, and Qin Yi’s group walked in.

"Brother Qin." Jing Wuyan excitedly rushed over.

He had been tricked by Qin Yi and his two elder brothers, agreeing to be the next Netherworld Hall Master, meaning he had to attend discussions, gaining experience.

He almost fell asleep out of boredom during the earlier discussions.

Seeing Qin Yi return felt like salvation—how could he not be excited?

"Why so hyped up? You didn’t fall in love with me, did you?"

Qin Yi dodged the eager embrace of Jing Wuyan, feigning disdain.

"Brother Qin, how could you leave the day after my wedding quietly? Not cool."

"There was a reason, unavoidable. Let’s have a few drinks later to make up for the missed wedding toast."

Jing Wuyan nodded enthusiastically.

"Young friend Qin Yi, did everything go smoothly on this trip?"

Jing Wangyou and others joined the chat.

"And who is this?"

After introductions, Jing Wangyou noticed Lang Ya standing coldly by Qin Yi’s side.

"Oh, let me introduce him; this is my newly acquired little brother, Lang Ya."

Qin Yi quickly transmitted to Lang Ya before he could oppose, "Don’t refute; as my little brother, they’ll like you."

Lang Ya hesitated, transmitting back, "I don’t know them; pleasing them is unnecessary."

"Come on, you don’t know them, but I do—give some face, I’ll get you fish snacks later."

Lang Ya’s eyes lit up slightly, "Really?"

Qin Yi was stunned; he’d heard somewhere that dragons like fish snacks, not thinking it was true.

Damn, such an easy-to-please dragon, settled with some fish snacks.

"Of course, Qin never lies."

"Alright, I trust you."

Qin Yi dared not move, wondering if anyone would deceive a dragon for mere fish snacks?

Then, Qin Yi introduced Lang Ya to Jing Wangyou and the others.

"Young friend Qin Yi, your friend seems quite extraordinary."

Jing Wangyou clearly felt the daunting aura emanating from Lang Ya; despite no intentional release, the pressure made him uneasy.

Qin Yi flaunted it, "Of course, people of similar worlds group together; I’m so outstanding, how could my little brother be anything but exceptional?"

Everyone at the scene twitched their mouths, likely cursing Qin Yi for his arrogance.

Even as great as Qin Yi is, those words were excessively immodest.