A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 19: You’re Making Me a Bit Scared

"Fourth Senior Sister, you... you didn’t misunderstand something, did you?" Li Xuanxiao couldn’t hold back and asked.

Su Wan looked at him in confusion. "Could it be, could it be..."

"That’s right."

Li Xuanxiao thought Su Wan had finally understood what he meant.

Fourth Senior Sister, you’re way too full of yourself!

"Could it be that you killed Senior Brother Murong… just to have me!?" Su Wan exclaimed in shock.

Hearing this, Li Xuanxiao was utterly dumbfounded.

Even though Su Wan’s reasoning was completely wrong...

Her conclusion was actually right.

What kind of tiny brain would assume I killed Murong Mo just to win her over!?

Yet, she somehow guessed it correctly.

He really did kill Murong Mo.

Li Xuanxiao felt like his mind was breaking. Crazy!!

This is way too crazy.

If this got out and people actually believed it, there’d be no way to explain himself.

Li Xuanxiao hurriedly said, "Senior Sister, how could you think something like that?"

Su Wan took half a step back. "You took advantage of the chaos, killed Murong Mo, and then pinned it on Di Nü Feng and Liu Qiushui."

"With my strength, how could I possibly be a match for Senior Brother Murong?"

Su Wan paused, realizing that made sense, but then suddenly added, "Or maybe you lured Di Nü Feng and Liu Qiushui into killing Murong Mo for you? Using someone else’s hands?"

Li Xuanxiao: ………

Senior Sister, you’re getting way too abstract.

You’re making me a bit scared.

"Senior Sister, how could you have such a crazy idea?"

"It’s not me... I’m sorry..."

Su Wan suddenly thought of how Li Xuanxiao had secretly watched over her for her own protection.

If he had killed Murong Mo for her, it would actually make sense.

"Fourth Senior Sister, what I mean is, you seem to have misunderstood something—I don’t like you."

"Ah?"

Su Wan froze in place, as if she had just heard something utterly unbelievable.

"You... what did you just say?"

Jiang Luoshui, who had been crying, quietly lifted her head and perked up her ears.

Eavesdropping mode: activated.

Li Xuanxiao: "Senior Sister, I don’t have any feelings for you. The reason I placed a Twin Recording Stone in your cave dwelling was simply to protect you, because you… how should I put it...

Fourth Senior Sister, let me be honest with you, and don’t get mad.

You are a natural-born punching bag.

Back in my hometown, we have a saying—you wouldn’t even fart if I hit you three times with a stick.

When people falsely accuse you, you don’t say a word. You just sulk, stew over it, and cry.

Even when they accused you of colluding with the Demon Sect, you didn’t even dare to explain yourself.

So when I stepped forward back then, it was because I had already seen through this. I prepared in advance to protect you in case someone tried to frame you.

As for relationships between men and women, I am solely devoted to profound cultivation and have no such intentions.

Besides, I am well aware of my own mediocre talent and ordinary looks.

While you, Senior Sister, are extraordinarily gifted and incomparably beautiful.

Someone like me is simply not worthy of you. That’s why my feelings for you are purely admiration, with no thoughts of overstepping any boundaries.

If one day, Senior Sister ascends to the heavens and attains immortality, and still remembers me, that alone would be my greatest blessing."

Li Xuanxiao cupped his hands and bowed.

After finishing his speech, he left Su Wan standing there, completely dumbstruck.

In just a few days, she had suffered two major emotional blows.

The first was the death of Murong Mo—the lover she once admired deeply but had never crossed the line with.

The second was realizing that the Little Junior Brother she always thought had been silently protecting her never actually liked her.

He had only wanted to help her.

".........."

A few days later, the group returned to Mount Shushan.

After handing in their mission, Li Xuanxiao went straight back to Silver Sword Peak.

As for what happened after Murong Mo’s death, Mount Shushan would handle it.

Back on Silver Sword Peak, thinking about everything that had happened in the past few days, Li Xuanxiao felt a lingering fear.

First, Murong Mo had tried to assassinate him.

Although Li Xuanxiao had anticipated this long ago…

And had effortlessly turned the tables on Murong Mo.

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What he hadn’t expected was running into people on the level of Di Nü Feng and Liu Qiushui.

That was completely beyond his calculations.

Still, he had made it out unscathed.

The cultivation world is far too cruel.

The only right path is to focus on increasing one’s strength.

"Senior Brother~"

Just as Li Xuanxiao landed outside his thatched hut on Silver Sword Peak, he heard a pleasant voice.

"Senior Brother, you’re finally back… Ow!"

Zhao Lu clutched her head and plopped onto the ground.

"Senior Brother, you’re bullying me again!"

"I’ve been gone for a few days. Have you been practicing properly?"

"Of course I have!"

"I can smell laziness all over you."

"No way! I’ve been cultivating properly." Zhao Lu tried to defend herself.

Li Xuanxiao casually shoved a pill into her mouth. "This is a pill I just refined. If you lie, you’ll have permanent foot odor."

Zhao Lu’s expression instantly changed.

A delicate little fairy with smelly feet?!

Might as well be dead.

"Tell me the truth. Have you been practicing properly?"

"I’m sorry, Senior Brother! I was wrong!" Zhao Lu collapsed on the ground, refusing to get up. "Please don’t make my feet stink, I’m begging you..."

"You’re not allowed to leave your room for half a month!"

After dealing with his junior sister, Li Xuanxiao returned to his hut.

He sat down in meditation, continuing to absorb the cultivation he had gained, unwilling to waste even a second.

His thoughts drifted to Di Nü Feng and Liu Qiushui.

Thinking back to everything that had happened over the past few days—though brief, it had left an unforgettable impression.

He had to remember this humiliation.

Li Xuanxiao shook his head and muttered to himself,

"I wonder… did the two of them perish together? Are they dead or not…?

If they’re still alive, will they come after me for revenge?"

Li Xuanxiao naturally wasn’t worried about them coming to Mount Shushan.

But he couldn’t possibly stay in Mount Shushan forever without ever leaving.

How could he ever sleep or eat in peace like this?

The more he thought about it, the worse he felt.

At the end of the day, it all came down to one thing—he was still too weak.

If his strength were great enough, he wouldn’t have to worry about these things at all.

Half a month passed like this.

As soon as Li Xuanxiao finished his short seclusion, he stepped outside his thatched hut and saw—

Beneath the willow tree, a graceful figure stood quietly.

A delicate jade-like hand gently played with the cascade of black hair that fell before her like a waterfall.

She wore an exquisite tasseled long dress, its wide hem flowing elegantly.

The fabric was soft and smooth, swaying gently in the breeze, the tassels at the hem flickering with light as they danced.

The dress perfectly outlined her graceful curves—her slender waist so delicate it seemed barely a handful, her long legs faintly visible beneath the fabric.

It wasn’t Su Wan.

Nor was it Little Junior Sister, Zhao Lu.

It was Jiang Luoshui!?

Hm?

Why was she here?