Ning Xiaoxian pouted and said: "I just went to the kitchen for a couple of laps, wanting to see if there’s anything good to eat." It’s meal time, and the kitchen is using firewood, not much different from the smell of incense in the temple.

He knew her gluttonous habits well, stopped overthinking it, and simply asked her: "Want to go for a walk?"

She immediately felt disheartened. An hour ago, she would have nodded eagerly, but now all she wants is to leave this town quickly, so she can only snuggle into Changtian’s embrace, acting coy: "I don’t want to go. I’ve slept enough, let’s keep traveling, where’s our next destination?"

Changtian narrowed his eyes slightly. This girl usually loves to laze around, and it’s nighttime. The past few days she kept chattering about how traveling at night is bad for health, so why’s she in such a hurry?

She sensed his suspicion and quickly said: "Just now when I stepped out, everyone’s gaze at the inn... Anyway, let’s hurry and leave."

Ah, the two had been cooped up in the room for two days, how would outsiders perceive it? He forgot how sensitive this girl is to public scrutiny. Changtian lazily said: "Want to escape their gaze? Isn’t that simple?"

He spoke calmly and peacefully, yet Ning Xiaoxian felt a chill run down her spine. Shaking her head, she said: "They’re just mortals, no need to commit unnecessary killings, let’s just leave."

She buried herself in his embrace, and Changtian only felt her small head snuggling incessantly against his chest, a tickling sensation straight to the heart, making his breath uneven. He pushed aside her hair and gently kissed her snowy neck, softly laughing: "Why rush? We’re not in a hurry." The night deepened, wasn’t it just the right time for a pair of mandarin ducks?

Tingly and itchy, her body softened again—still, again? She understood his intent clearly, though his kisses felt very nice, yet...

She couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp, finally finding her voice, she asked: "Changtian, where did you go just now?"

This girl indeed seemed off. He continued his motions unceasingly, yet transmitted: "This small town appeared ordinary, yet hid something ancient..."

Before finishing his sentence, a clamor arose downstairs.

With their hearing, they usually filter out irrelevant sounds automatically, otherwise, with people coming and going in the inn, they’d be annoyed to death by gossip from neighboring guests. But this noise was significant, a man with a loud voice questioned the shopkeeper: "Has a female guest stayed here? Pretty face, good figure, silver cape purple clothes."

Ning Xiaoxian froze, she was wearing purple just now. Changtian leisurely finished the kiss, then softly said: "Are they looking for you, hmm?" In this inn, the only one fitting the description is her.

How could she reply? She only heard the shopkeeper say: "Sir, we can’t disclose guest information..."

The man downstairs impatiently said: "She’s the bride personally chosen by the Water God. If she runs away, can you take the responsibility?"

The shopkeeper gasped: "What? The Water God finally chose another bride?" He’d lived in this town long enough to know the gravity of such matters, and could only point upstairs, "Right upstairs, turn right, Room Seven."

"Water God, bride?" Changtian’s voice came from above her head, his slender fingers gently caressed her soft skin under her chin, then released her, "They’ll be upstairs in ten seconds. Do you have anything you’d like to explain during this time?"

His voice sounded unchanged. However, Ning Xiaoxian knew him well enough to hear the intent to kill in his calm tone.

It’s over, she’s done for! Immediately she bowed her head, how dare she look at him?

Ning Xiaoxian suppressed her frantic heartbeat and with unprecedented clarity and brevity, recounted the events at the temple, emphasizing at the end: "Not clear how they tracked us here, when we came back, no one could’ve followed!"

Just as she uttered the last word, knocking echoed on the door, exactly ten seconds.

Changtian temporarily removed the Barrier; otherwise, these mortals wouldn’t have gotten in. Precisely because of this, Ning Xiaoxian felt even more worried.

The door creaked open. The lead was an imposing man, a step into the room left him momentarily confused: this pair of man and woman stood inside, so who opened the door for them? And speaking of appearances, they did look extraordinarily attractive. The woman had exquisite beauty, a slender waist and long legs, truly sweet and delightful. The man was even more strikingly handsome, just standing there exuding the grandeur of a golden horse jade hall.

The pair inside didn’t respond to them. Changtian coolly said: "Tea."