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It had to be said that her flute melody was very beautiful, but Ye Xuan wasn't sure if it was just an illusion. Within this elegance, the originally lively and melodious tune became desolate and sorrowful.1
Ye Xuan didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Yin Yanran. If he said he liked her, he did like her. Of course, this kind of liking was definitely not the kind of love, it was at most the kind he admired.
He had never considered Yin Yanran to be his friend. In addition, there was a small gap between them in the Imperial City, making it even more impossible for them to become friends.
However, they weren't exactly enemies. Ye Xuan was sure that if they met again one day, and Yin Yanran was in danger again, he would definitely not hesitate to save her.
Ye Xuan was very grateful that Xian Xiaoguo's pendant was given back to him by Luo Jin during the battle at Qingfeng Square. Like he said before, he did not blame Yin Yanran and had never blamed her.
Perhaps it was because of this that Ye Xuan's feelings for Yin Yanran were a little complicated. He wasn't a lover, not a friend, and not an enemy. Perhaps, they were just 'strangers' who had come into contact with each other.
After the melody ended, Ye Xuan seemed to hear a sigh floating in the air. Following that, a maidservant girl walked behind Yin Yanran, put on a cloak for her, and accepted the flute.
The two of them were stunned in place for a long time before they turned around and left. They crossed the Clear Wind Bridge and arrived at the top of the Imperial City. Finally, they disappeared from Ye Xuan's sight.
With Yin Yanran gone, Ye Xuan had no need to stay any longer. He looked deeply at the direction she left in and let out a long breath before turning around to leave.
However, the moment he turned around, he was almost scared by his three souls and six souls. That was because, in front of him, there was an additional figure. This figure was extremely close to him, so close that he could only see the person's eyes but not his appearance.
Ah!" Ye Xuan screamed in fear and instinctively took a few steps back to distance himself from the person. Only then did he realize that the person standing in front of him was an old man.
The old man's appearance was terrifying, or rather, not terrifying at all. He was just ugly, with dark skin and wrinkles all over his face. His eyes, nose and mouth were all missing a few teeth.
His hair was pale and his body was hunchbacked. Although his clothes were not extremely tattered, there was not a single spot on his body that was completely intact. Many patches of varying sizes were left on his body, making him look like a beggar.
The old man had jet-black skin, pure white hair, and was wearing tattered black clothes. Walking along the road at night, one could barely see the person, and one could only see a head of white hair floating in the air.
It was fine to meet someone who was bold, but if he met someone who was timid, he might even be able to reincarnate. If he met someone ruthless, he might just come up and beat him to death.
Ye Xuan could be said to have a lot of courage, but when he saw the old man's appearance, he couldn't help but take a deep breath in his heart. Then, he rolled his eyes and said, "Gramps, it's the middle of the night, what are you not sleeping on the street for?"
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