Lan Fan!
The man who was thrown to the ground, kicked over by Chu Qianli, was actually Lan Fan!
He was covered in dirt, clearly having been in the white-robed man's hands for a long time.
Filthy and stinking, it was a wonder the white-robed man was willing to carry him so far.
Chu Qianli looked up, watching the white-robed man standing not far from Feng Dingchu.
The evening breeze blew, rustling the white-robed man's long hair and clothes.
His robes fluttered, as beautiful as an immortal!
If it wasn't Lan Qing, who else could it be?
"National Preceptor, you... you're well?" Chu Qianli exclaimed in surprise. She truly hadn't expected him not only to be recovered but also to have come to Beiming.
"Naturally, I am well. Otherwise, would you be seeing a ghost?" Lan Qing curved his lips.
Chu Qianli had never seen him smile like this before.
This smile was simply devastatingly beautiful!
Under his smile, all things in heaven and earth seemed to have completely lost their color.
However...
Before Chu Qianli could fully appreciate the perfect man's smile, she remembered what he had said.
Dark lines immediately appeared on her forehead.
"Great National Preceptor, this doesn't sound like you! Who taught you to talk like this?"
Her suspicious gaze fell on Feng Dingchu.
But when did Ninth Uncle and Lan Qing meet?
They seemed quite familiar with each other?
Now that Lan Qing was standing beside Feng Dingchu, he was naturally at ease, showing no hint of distance. It was clear their relationship was good.
"Why are you looking at me? I didn't teach him to speak nonsense," Feng Dingchu shot her a glare.
Lan Qing merely smiled faintly, remaining silent.
"Great National Preceptor, since you're here, can you help me break this Life and Death Pact he's placed on me?"
Chu Qianli was actually very excited, but she habitually hid her emotions.
Although the Life and Death Pact seemed avoidable for now, it was always a ticking time bomb on her.
She felt very unsafe until it was broken.
She wasn't as scared when she was alone, but things were different now.
With Ye Xuan's baby in her belly, her safety was paramount!
"National Preceptor... Lan Qing, hurry and break it for me."
Since he had come, he must be able to break it, otherwise, his presence here would be meaningless.
"Then you'll have to bear with it for a moment."
Lan Qing leaped down from the tree, landing as lightly as a feather, without even disturbing his robes. He was already standing before Chu Qianli.
"Extend your hand," he said.
Chu Qianli immediately extended her hand, her face full of anticipation.
Lan Qing took out a knife.
Chu Qianli flinched instinctively as she looked at the gleaming blade.
"What? You're afraid of pain too?" Lan Qing asked, somewhat surprised. In his memory, this girl seemed like an ironclad person, impervious to blades.
Chu Qianli almost rolled her eyes at him. "Nonsense, who isn't afraid of pain?"
Besides, she had a baby in her belly now.
Naturally, she cherished her body even more.
Even a little bleeding could affect the baby.
Even the slightest impact was still an impact.
People who haven't been mothers wouldn't understand.
However...
Chu Qianli sighed and still extended her hand.
Being able to break the Life and Death Pact was the most important thing.
Compared to the danger of the Life and Death Pact, this knife was truly nothing.
"National Preceptor, please proceed," she closed her eyes.
After watching her for a while, Lan Qing suddenly curved his lips and smiled, "If you don't want to be cut, it's not impossible."
With that, he suddenly flicked his wrist and swung the knife towards Lan Fan.