She shook her head vigorously. Looking at the brightly packaged Star Taro Boba in her hand, Yunli hesitated for a moment, inserted the straw, and then forcefully took a big sip.
Sweet upon entry… mm, a bit too sweet. The star taro pearls were also a little sticky to the teeth… Tsk, it really was quite a disappointing experience.
Somewhat tastelessly sipping the Star Taro Boba in her hand, our Miss Yunli couldn't help but sigh. She glanced at her already slightly drunk grandfather General Huaiyan, and only then did it seem to dawn on her. She hurriedly spoke up and asked.
"Grandpa, about 'Fan'—could you, Grandpa, tell me the details?"
Asking so urgently, an embarrassed expression couldn't help but appear on Yunli's face. Please forgive her; upon entering the Seat of Divine Foresight just now and seeing these people eating in front of her, the girl's nerves had momentarily short-circuited.
She hadn't reacted in time and forgot the main purpose of her visit. So, after silently saying sorry in her heart several times, the girl anxiously asked Huaiyan about matters concerning 'Fan.'
"Hic! You're asking about 'Fan,' huh? This matter is better left to Mr. Welt to explain. As 'Fan's' companion, he should be the one with the most right to speak."
Letting out a full burp, Huaiyan waved his hand at Yunli, directly pushing Welt forward. For certain reasons, Jing Yuan and Fu Xuan were somewhat inconvenient to answer this question, so having Welt explain it shouldn't be an issue, right?
Shaking his head, Huaiyan picked up the Five Grains Jade Nectar in front of him, wanting to refill his cup. However, perhaps because everyone had been drinking too quickly, the two bottles of Five Grains Jade Nectar on the table were already empty. Even after shaking them hard, Huaiyan couldn't pour out a single drop.
"Little Brother Jing Yuan, go get two more bottles. These aren't enough at all."
Huaiyan's request for more alcohol reached Jing Yuan's ears, pulling him out of the sadness he had been feeling over those tea leaves.
"Ah, I'll go get a few more right away… uh."
Jing Yuan was just about to say he would get a few more bottles, but right as he was about to stand up, a gaze carrying a hint of killing intent locked onto him firmly.
Following the direction of the killing intent, he saw that Huaiyan's grand-disciple, the one known as one of the 'Flamewheel Eight Leaves,' Miss Yunli, was currently staring at him with a gaze full of murderous aura.
"Uh, hahaha, look at my memory. Brother Huaiyan, the alcohol in the Seat of Divine Foresight's General Mansion is currently limited to just these few bottles. How about this—next time, I'll treat you to even better alcohol?"
Jing Yuan scratched his head and said somewhat awkwardly.
"No more? Then forget it. Next time, this old brother will treat you to the Xianzhou Zhuming's 'Blazing Flame Burn Wine.' That wine's flavor is one of Zhuming's specialties."
Naturally, old General Huaiyan also sensed Yunli's faintly discernible killing intent. He simply didn't insist further and directly went along with the out that the other party had provided.
'Sigh~ This girl Yunli really has no sense of propriety. I never thought she'd even dare to "threaten" Jing Yuan. Sigh.'
Seeing that her grandfather had temporarily given up the idea of continuing to drink, Yunli finally nodded in satisfaction. Then, the girl turned her gaze to Welt and spoke in a very sincere tone.
"Mr. Welt, would it be convenient for you to tell me about 'Fan'?"
"This…"
Looking at the sincere girl before him, Welt paused in the motion of holding his wine cup. A complex look flashed in his eyes. After pondering for a moment, instead of directly answering Yunli, he posed a question.
"Miss Yunli, I can answer your question, but before that, I'd like to ask you something first. Though, my question might be a bit presumptuous."
"Please speak, Mr. Welt."
Upon hearing that Welt was willing to answer her question, an excited expression immediately appeared on Yunli's face. As long as Welt was willing to tell her information about 'Fan,' let alone one question—even five or ten questions—she could accept.
"Then forgive my presumption. Miss Yunli, I already know the reason you're searching for that person. However, I don't understand how exactly you intend to repay him…"
At this point, Welt pushed up his glasses, a sharp glint appearing in his eyes.
"So my question is: How do you intend to repay him?"
"Repay? How to repay Fan?"
Welt's question stunned Yunli. She probably… seemingly… seemingly… had never considered this question before. How to repay him? This…
Thinking of this, a trace of shame appeared on Yunli's face. It seemed she had never thought about this matter at all. She only wanted to find 'Fan' and hadn't carefully considered the matter of repayment.
The current her was no longer the ignorant little girl from back then. She already clearly understood why 'Fan' had left her that day and why he had entrusted her to Huaiyan for upbringing.
'Fan' came from the future, meaning 'Fan' belonged to this current timeline. That was precisely why he had no choice but to leave her.
A powerhouse capable of crossing time—how could a little 'Flamewheel Eight Leaves' like her possibly repay him?
Thinking of this, the girl, who had been full of passion earlier, suddenly deflated like a balloon, slumping powerlessly. The proud lift of her head was gone.
The girl lowered her head, staring at her own clothes, at her slender jade legs covered by the skirt hem, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Sigh, if only her figure were a bit more voluptuous—perhaps then she could choose to offer herself in marriage. Didn't those chivalric novels all write it that way? The hero saves the beauty, and the beauty offers herself in return.
But… glancing at her somewhat flat chest, clearly over these dozen-plus years she had properly eaten papaya and drunk milk—why, why did her figure still look so 'utterly ordinary'?
Watching the dejected girl before him, Welt immediately understood. The reason he asked this question was mainly because he was afraid Yunli might do something like 'offer herself in marriage.'
After all, that guy Yun Fan really had far too many women.
March 7th, Robin, that Miss Firefly who had just joined the Express recently, and Qingque, whom he had only learned about one or two systems ago—this already made four people.
Of course, although Welt had no particular relationship with Yun Fan, in theory he had no right to interfere. But for someone as devoted as him, it was truly a bit hard to accept.