Hu Mengyao acted like a model delivery person, and no longer "seduced" Liu Nanfeng. She treated him like an ordinary colleague, without any awkwardness.
When lunch orders came in, she eagerly took them, working up a sweat. She brushed her bangs back with her hand, revealing a smooth forehead.
Although she complained about being tired and sunburnt, she always had a smile on her face. Who wouldn't like such a diligent and cheerful young girl? It was impossible to dislike her.
Since that was the case, Liu Nanfeng stopped paying attention to her, treating her as if she were air, and busied himself with his own affairs.
What he wanted most was to receive another order from Blue Lake Plaza and catch more demon-humans, but fate was not in his favor. For the entire day, not a single order came from Blue Lake Plaza.
Around 3 PM, the orders became much fewer, with only a handful, mostly for milk tea and cake shops.
Liu Nanfeng exited the ordering software, deciding not to take any more orders, as he had promised to meet Xiao Liyu that day.
He bought a bottle of milk and a box of fried chicken, and prepared to go to the rendezvous.
Just as he started his scooter and had ridden only a few steps, he encountered Hu Mengyao coming back.
She sniffed the air and suddenly blocked Liu Nanfeng's scooter.
"What are you doing?"
She stretched out her neck and sniffed again, then said with a look of pleasant surprise, "Did you buy fried chicken?"
"Yes, why?" Liu Nanfeng asked.
"Then can you give me a piece?" she asked, swallowing her saliva.
Liu Nanfeng: ...
Was she that greedy? Although he knew foxes liked chicken, he didn't expect her to be this ravenous.
She wanted it so badly; it was pitiful. So Liu Nanfeng refused her, letting her continue to be pitiful.
Hearing Liu Nanfeng's outright refusal, Hu Mengyao pouted in dissatisfaction, "I used a steamed bun to tempt you this morning, can't you use a piece of fried chicken to tempt me?"
"No," Liu Nanfeng said with a smile, maneuvering around her and riding away.
After riding for a while, he had a feeling, looked back, and indeed saw Hu Mengyao making faces at his back. When she saw him looking, she immediately pretended to be nonchalant, looking at the sky and the ground, then turned around and rode away.
"With such petty tricks, you think you can seduce me?" Liu Nanfeng said disdainfully, turning his head and leaving resolutely.
He followed the riverside road all the way to the place he had agreed to meet Xiao Liyu.
From afar, he didn't see Xiao Liyu, but instead saw a tall man standing at the spot where Xiao Liyu usually came ashore.
Liu Nanfeng was startled and worried about Xiao Liyu's safety. He turned his handlebars to the limit and rode over as fast as he could.
Presumably hearing the commotion, the man immediately turned his head to look as Liu Nanfeng stopped his scooter.
While he was sizing up Liu Nanfeng, Liu Nanfeng was also sizing him up.
The man was slightly taller than Liu Nanfeng, dressed in a black suit, but with a red tie. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a chiseled face, a rare handsome man.
His hair, like a lion's mane, was tied back with a rope at the nape of his neck, giving him an air of unrestrained wildness.
Since absorbing and refining Ding Mao's pill yesterday, Liu Nanfeng's physical fitness had greatly improved. Even from such a distance, he could see clearly.
But his gaze only swept over the man before falling onto the river. He wondered if Xiao Liyu hadn't arrived yet, or if she hadn't come ashore because someone was on the bank.
Thinking about it, he picked up the bag hanging from his handlebars and walked down the steps along the embankment.
Seeing Liu Nanfeng coming down, the man also turned and walked towards him.
At that moment, Xiao Liyu quietly climbed out of the river, still tightly clutching her melon hammer.
As the man approached, Liu Nanfeng finally got a clear look at the information above his head.
Name: Ao Haiping
Race: Dragon Clan
Cultivation: Three thousand one hundred and fifty-two years.
Identity: Son of the Dragon King, naturally arrogant, enlightened by Buddhist teachings, his ferocity washed away, returning to his true nature.
Past Deeds: Not triggered.
"Oh, he's also from the Dragon Clan. It looks like he should be Ao Jiangyue's brother," Liu Nanfeng thought.
He judged this because the man's cultivation was clearly much higher than Ao Jiangyue's.
"H-hello." Seeing Liu Nanfeng approach, the man greeted him very politely.
"Hello," Liu Nanfeng replied just as courteously.
However, he felt the man was a bit scared of him, trembling, not at all like a man.
But Liu Nanfeng's greeting seemed to put the man at ease. After taking a deep breath, he extended his hand to Liu Nanfeng and said, "I am Ao Haiping, Ao Jiangyue's second elder brother. Nice to meet you."
Liu Nanfeng, upon hearing this, extended his hand and lightly clasped the man's.
Then he said, "I'm not too pleased, because she almost killed me a few days ago."
"I apologize, she mistook you for someone else," Ao Haiping said apologetically, appearing exceptionally polite.
"Never mind, it's in the past. See you,"
Liu Nanfeng said, waving to Xiao Liyu to come over.
He remained cautiously vigilant, not daring to turn his back on the man. Since he and Ao Jiangyue were siblings, who knew if he would stab him in the back.
Ao Haiping seemed not to hear Liu Nanfeng's farewell. Instead, he turned and said to Xiao Liyu, "What, you don't recognize your uncle?"
"Uncle?" Xiao Liyu said, looking at Ao Haiping in surprise.
Liu Nanfeng was also a little surprised. Did the man have this relationship with Xiao Liyu? But considering Xiao Liyu's dragon bloodline, it seemed understandable. Perhaps all dragons were family.
"You were so small the last time I saw you; you've grown quite a bit," Ao Haiping said, gesturing with his hand.
Xiao Liyu walked forward, took Liu Nanfeng's hand, and then tilted her little head, frowning, and carefully examined the man.
Seeing that she still didn't recognize him, Ao Haiping smiled and pulled off the hair tie, letting his fluffy hair spread out. It all blew back in the breeze, like a lion.
Xiao Liyu's eyes immediately lit up, and she excitedly waved her melon hammer, saying, "You are Second Uncle."
"Uncle is uncle, there's no 'second',"
"Goo goo goo..."
Xiao Liyu let out a goose-like laugh, looking very happy, but she still held Liu Nanfeng's hand and didn't step forward.
Ao Haiping noticed the melon hammer in Xiao Liyu's hand and asked with some surprise, "Where did you get that hammer? Can I see it?"
"No, Mom said this is what Dad left me," Xiao Liyu immediately put the hammer behind her back.
Hearing this, Ao Haiping looked up at Liu Nanfeng.
Then he said, "So stingy, you won't even let your uncle take a look?"
"No, Mom said this is what Dad left me to hit bad guys with, and I can't let others touch it," Xiao Liyu said resolutely.
Liu Nanfeng was a little surprised. He remembered that the little one had very casually handed him the melon hammer for him to look at last time.
"Fine, I'll go find your mother to talk to,"
Ao Haiping said, and before they could reply, he transformed into a beam of light and disappeared into the river.
After he left, Xiao Liyu let out a sigh of relief.
"What, isn't he your uncle? Why are you so afraid of him?" Liu Nanfeng asked, somewhat puzzled.
"He's Ao JieJie's brother, and I haven't seen him for a very, very long time. Who knows if he's turned into a big fierce dragon like Ao JieJie now, aowu, aowu, so fierce, so fierce."
The little one spoke and gestured, looking incredibly cute.
Liu Nanfeng was a little surprised. This little one seemed clumsy but was actually quite smart. He couldn't help but feel proud of her.
Liu Nanfeng pulled her into the shade and took out the fried chicken and milk he had bought for her, feeding her as usual.
Seeing her put the melon hammer carelessly aside when she saw the food, and recalling Ao Haiping's words just now, he asked curiously, "Can you let me see your melon hammer?"
"Here you go."
Xiao Liyu picked up the melon hammer and generously put it into Liu Nanfeng's hand.
Last time Liu Nanfeng looked at it, apart from finding it exquisite and heavy, he hadn't found anything particularly special about it.
But considering Ao Haiping's attitude just now, he observed it more carefully this time.
Then he noticed an inscription on the hammer handle, near the top.
"Baolin."