As Liu Nanfeng's mind stirred, he reappeared in the living room. He glanced around, but the Su sisters had not yet returned.
He looked down at the mobile phone he had placed on the table earlier, a peculiar expression appearing on his face.
The scroll not only enhanced his body but also greatly accelerated the flow of time.
Since there was no timer, he estimated that he had spent about an hour in the scroll. He had come out early because he was worried about the Su sisters.
However, looking at the recording time on his phone and comparing it to the current time, only a little over five minutes had passed.
His time estimation in the scroll must have had some error, so the time flow in reality and in the scroll should be one to ten.
For humans, using one day as ten days would be quite disadvantageous, as it would be a direct acceleration of life consumption.
But for demons with long lifespans, Guanshanhai was a sacred place for cultivation, a blessed land for demons.
With abundant spiritual energy and tenfold cultivation speed, it was no wonder Liu Yuancai and the butterfly demon grew so quickly in the scroll.
Liu Nanfeng put away the scroll and walked to the balcony, looking out at the river.
He saw thick, dense fog obscuring the entire river surface and couldn't help but frown slightly.
He didn't know how the Su sisters were doing, or if they were injured.
Thinking of this, Liu Nanfeng felt a pang of worry. After some thought, he headed for the door.
He had sealed Liu Yuancai within the scroll, and naturally, he had gained his abilities accordingly.
As a water ghost, water evasion was his innate ability.
In the rolling river water, he was naturally invincible.
Although he couldn't compare to powerful demons, he still had some means of self-preservation, which was his confidence.
Even if he couldn't help the Su sisters, he shouldn't be a burden—right?
However, just as Liu Nanfeng reached the elevator entrance, the elevator doors opened, and the Su sisters walked out.
"Husband, where are you going?"
"I was a little worried about you and was about to go check on you," Liu Nanfeng said, scratching his head, a bit embarrassed.
Upon hearing this, Su Jinxiu did not blame Liu Nanfeng for his lack of strength and for putting himself in danger, as other women might have done.
Instead, she said with great emotion, "Thank you, hus—"
This was also what Liu Nanfeng loved most about Su Jinxiu; she was always so gentle and understanding.
However, before Su Jinxiu could finish her heartfelt words, another figure lunged forward and wrapped an arm around Liu Nanfeng's neck.
"Husband, you're so good. Are you worried about me? I was also very worried, worried I wouldn't see you again if I didn't come back..."
Su Huamei hugged Liu Nanfeng's neck, her soft chest pressing against his, her cheek close to his. He could feel her delicate skin and faint fragrance.
Her thin red lips whispered in his ear, blowing a soft, warm breeze, making Liu Nanfeng’s heart race.
"What's this hugging and embracing at the elevator entrance?"
Su Jinxiu wrinkled her nose, huffily pushed them apart, and then linked arms with Liu Nanfeng, heading back home.
"Does that mean we can hug and embrace at home?" Su Huamei asked, chasing after them.
Seeing her lively demeanor, Liu Nanfeng saw that the sisters had likely not suffered any harm.
"But why did you come back so quickly?" Liu Nanfeng asked curiously.
"What else? A three-day, three-night battle?" Su Huamei teased with a smile.
Su Jinxiu, being more considerate, explained softly, "Generally, such battles are fought quickly, rarely becoming protracted. If one attack misses, they retreat a thousand miles; that is the correct way to fight."
"After all, life is only once. Usually, the losing party is annihilated. It's not too much to be cautious. If the battle lasts too long, there will be more variables..."
Su Jinxiu was teaching Liu Nanfeng about combat experience, and Su Huamei didn't interrupt.
Finally, Su Jinxiu added, "Besides, this time, both sides held back. Since it wasn't a fight to the death, the battle ended quickly."
"That's good. I was worried about your safety, especially since Ao Jiangyue has over two thousand years of cultivation, is a true dragon, and is naturally powerful, with absolute formidable strength."
The Su sisters nodded, agreeing with Liu Nanfeng's assessment.
The Su sisters could fight Ao Jiangyue on equal footing, partly because both sides held back.
Another reason was that Ao Jiangyue did not want to completely fall out with the Su sisters for certain reasons.
"If it weren't for you, husband, we wouldn't have provoked that dragon princess. Even if we won, what good would it do? She has the Old Dragon King behind her, and her many aunts and uncles. It's like poking a hornet's nest. Although in unofficial histories and novels, dragons are often the ones being bullied, in reality..."
"Alright, why are you telling your husband all this?"
"Of course, it's for husband to know how good we are," Su Huamei said matter-of-factly.
This was the difference in personality between Su Jinxiu and Su Huamei.
When Su Jinxiu was good to someone, it was silent and subtle, felt through the details of daily life. Her goodness was not passionate but gentle like water, captivating and comforting.
Su Huamei, on the other hand, was straightforward. Her goodness and love for you were expressed through words and actions. Her goodness was fiery, like a burning flame, making you clearly feel her intentions.
After chatting for a while, the sisters changed their clothes and went to wash up.
Liu Nanfeng actually quite liked their silk gauze dresses; they had a unique charm.
When Liu Nanfeng finished bathing and returned to the room, Su Jinxiu was sitting by the bed reading.
Seeing him enter, she glanced at him and said, "I want to sleep alone tonight."
"Uh... why? Then where will I sleep?" Liu Nanfeng asked, a little bewildered.
He hadn't quite processed it yet.
"Sleep wherever you want," Su Jinxiu said, annoyed.
"Uh... then I'll sleep here."
Liu Nanfeng, having reacted, climbed onto the bed with a guilty conscience.
"That won't do. Tonight, husband belongs to me."
Suddenly, Su Huamei's voice came from outside the room, and then a brocade ribbon snaked in from outside the door, coiling around Liu Nanfeng like a spirit snake, dragging him off the bed.
"Tsk, that crazy girl..."
Su Jinxiu muttered in dissatisfaction, then put down her book and turned off the lights to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Jinxiu suddenly woke up from a dream, sensing someone tiptoeing in.
With her cultivation, she immediately detected that it was Liu Nanfeng entering. So, she remained silent, wanting to see what he was going to do.
Liu Nanfeng walked to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and quietly lay down beside Su Jinxiu.
Then, he turned to press against her back, gently holding her in his arms.
Su Jinxiu's lips curved upward into a faint smile. She then shifted back slightly, grabbed Liu Nanfeng's hand, held it in hers, and closed her eyes again.
But Liu Nanfeng, smelling the faint fragrance of her hair, couldn't fall asleep.
He recalled his first entry into a dream, when Su Jinxiu called him 'Arun' in the dream.
And tonight, Ao Jiangyue called him 'Feng Zhirun'.
His strength was weak, but he wasn't stupid.
But who was that sword-wielding youth named Taosheng in his memory?
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