Transmigrated as the Destined Villain, My Senior Brothers Are Chasing After My Love Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Eldest Senior Brother, When My Heart Disease Is Cured, You Can Treat Me to a Drink

“Little Junior Brother,” Ye Jingxian called out.

Lin Qingyue turned his head. “What is it, Eldest Senior Brother?”

Ye Jingxian hesitated. “The situation back there was urgent, I…”

“I know,” Lin Qingyue interrupted him. “You did it for my own good. It’s normal that you didn’t mention it beforehand. I’m going inside now.”

Because of the incident in the middle of the night, Lin Qingyue really hadn’t slept well. It was now time for an afternoon nap, and he was exhausted.

He waved his hand at Ye Jingxian, entered his room, closed the door, climbed into bed, and fell asleep. The entire sequence flowed without a single pause.

Ye Jingxian stood outside the door. After a moment of silence, he ultimately decided not to knock or explain further.

Forget it, he thought. Little Junior Brother’s thoughts and mindset differ from ordinary people. I am the one being too pedantic.

One side assumed the other didn’t care, while the other misunderstood the implications. Just like that, the two of them let the matter slide.

Setting other things aside, Lin Qingyue fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow. He slept the entire afternoon away; saying he slept like the dead wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

By the time he woke up, Ye Jingxian and the others had already gone out and returned.

“You sure can sleep,” Li Jing said to him.

Lin Qingyue looked at their appearance. “You guys went out?”

“Did you get any useful news?” Lin Qingyue stretched his waist, loosening his stiff muscles. “Eldest Senior Brother, what are we eating tonight?”

Ye Jingxian replied, “Anything is fine.”

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“Why do other people’s Senior Brothers treat their juniors like that—letting them sleep without a word—while my Little Martial Uncle forces me to cultivate no matter the time?” Li Jing complained.

He turned his head to glare at Luo Wuhen. “Hmph.”

Luo Wuhen looked down at him, his gaze lowering. “Because your cultivation is low, and you are the laziest and most playful.”

Lin Qingyue patted the Young Sect Master on the shoulder. “Sometimes the truth is unpleasant to hear, but it remains the truth!”

Li Jing shook off his hand, gritting his teeth as he glared. “If you don’t know how to speak properly, then shut up.”

Ye Jingxian, unsure why these two always liked to bicker, interjected, “Let’s eat first, then talk.”

During the meal, Lin Qingyue and his Senior Brother sat with Li Jing and Luo Wuhen, four to a table. It was only then that they discussed the situation from their outing.

The auction did indeed exist. Everyone in West Shou City knew about the treasure that could break Heart Demons, but no one knew exactly what the item was.

They hadn’t yet found out the origin of the auction organizers.

As for how to enter the auction venue, it was said that one needed a personal invitation from the organizers to get in.

Lin Qingyue bit into a meatball. “So you guys went to find them to get an invitation?”

Li Jing lifted his chin. “Of course. Luckily, my acting was superb. Seeing how rich I am, they gave it to us.”

Actually, when they first went, the other party didn’t think they looked like people who would have Heart Demons. It was Li Jing, dissatisfied, who retorted directly and showed off that he had plenty of money.

That appearance didn’t have a trace of acting; it was pure, unadulterated emotion, without a hint of falsehood.

After listening to his description, Lin Qingyue hesitated to speak.

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“What do you want to say?” Li Jing asked.

Lin Qingyue: “Is there a possibility that you didn’t need to act at all?”

Li Jing was so angry his eyes turned red. Luo Wuhen’s gaze swept over. “Xiao Jing is just a bit childish.”

Ye Jingxian also chimed in, “Little Junior Brother has a straightforward mind and speaks too directly. He meant that Fellow Daoist Li’s performance was perfect, exceptionally natural and realistic.”

Lin Qingyue lowered his head and smiled. Sure enough, in the eyes of some parents, their child was good no matter what.

This Young Sect Master had good luck. Of course, his own luck seemed pretty good too.

Lin Qingyue nodded quickly and smiled. “My Eldest Senior Brother is right. I was praising you.”

“That’s more like it,” Li Jing scoffed. “I am the Young Sect Master of the Lingxiao Sect. Resolving a small matter like this is effortless.”

“Yes, yes, yes, you are truly amazing.”

As Lin Qingyue spoke, he continued to put food into his mouth, managing to talk and eat simultaneously. Li Jing watched him, suspecting the guy had never had a full meal in his life.

Sword Cultivators really can eat, Li Jing thought. Maybe sometimes, for the sake of a sword, they’re so poor they can’t even afford food. Let alone this guy, who has several swords.

Thinking about this, Li Jing’s face darkened. He remembered the time he lost a fight to Lin Qingyue. His lips pursed slightly; it was truly stifling.

Forget it. Considering he has so many swords, winning by force of numbers isn’t honorable, but I’ll grudgingly accept it.

“Little Martial Uncle, I thought you wouldn’t stand up for me anymore.”

His tone was aggrieved and resentful, leaving Lin Qingyue’s face full of question marks.

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This was simply a sudden change in art style. Seeing Li Jing look increasingly wronged, Lin Qingyue was dumbfounded, and his chewing slowed down considerably.

Lin Qingyue glanced at his Eldest Senior Brother, only to see his expression unchanged, perfectly calm.

I’m overthinking it again, Lin Qingyue thought. Why do I think everyone I meet is gay? What’s wrong with a man feeling aggrieved? It’s perfectly normal.

Lin Qingyue felt he was being influenced. They weren’t the protagonist group, and even if they were, so what?

Having thought it through, Lin Qingyue observed the two of them from time to time.

Observe what? He couldn’t see a damn thing, though he did attract their attention. He chuckled and rubbed his nose.

“I’m just too curious that you two are actually Martial Uncle and Nephew. Generally speaking, Martial Uncles are usually more…”

He didn’t finish the sentence, but Li Jing knew what he meant.

“Little Martial Uncle was the closed-door disciple my Grandmaster made an exception to accept after he had stopped taking students. He has high seniority in the Lingxiao Sect but is the youngest in age.”

So, being famous in the cultivation world meant he was no ordinary figure.

Lin Qingyue nodded. “So that’s how it is.”

He really loved to overthink. They were just uncle and nephew, yet he had been entertaining those unrealistic guesses.

“Everyone eat, eat quickly. I didn’t go out this afternoon, so this meal is on me.”

Lin Qingyue waved his hand, treating them generously.

Hearing that he was treating, Li Jing wanted to order two pots of wine, but was stopped by Luo Wuhen.

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Noticing Ye Jingxian’s gaze, Lin Qingyue turned his head and promised, “Eldest Senior Brother, don’t worry. I absolutely won’t touch alcohol in the future. Not a single drop.”

Ye Jingxian: “You can, after your heart disease is cured.”

Lin Qingyue was stunned by the sudden remark. Immediately, he smiled. “Okay.”

Lin Qingyue lowered his eyes, sighing in his heart once again that what was written in novels wasn’t necessarily true.

He remembered a long time ago, he had also been curious about certain flavors and had tasted them lightly. In the end, all he heard was a pile of complaints and reprimands.

They asked him why he wasn’t obedient, why he had to ruin his younger brother’s important day, why he wasn’t more careful, why he wasted everyone’s time, why…

Too many ‘whys’. He couldn’t remember them all.

Thinking about it now, it was quite boring.

He had truly escaped them now. He could completely relax, and even feel joy.

“Eldest Senior Brother, when my heart disease is cured, you can treat me to a drink!”

Lin Qingyue spoke suddenly, a light hidden deep in his eyes. Ye Jingxian met his gaze.