Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

"Very good!"

Wen Jin gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

Hearing this, Ji Yunmiao's ears turned red again.

Wen Jin turned around and settled the bill with the boss next to her, refused the boss's request to send the food to her home, and pulled Ji Yunmiao out the door.

"I just saw a storyteller over there!"

Wen Jin pointed to a tea stall not far away and said, "It seems someone just spoke. Should we go and listen as well?"

She turned her head and asked Ji Yunmiao.

Ji Yunmiao originally wanted to refuse, saying that he had been away from the island for many days and should go back, but then he changed his mind and was afraid that Wen Jin would think that he could not wait to prepare for the couple's ceremony himself, so he nodded reluctantly and agreed.

The storyteller was just as Wen Jin had just said. He was not the same person she saw at first. This person had just taken over the shift.

Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao ordered a pot of tea and found a seat to sit down.

As soon as the two sat down, the storyteller banged the gavel in his hand and the show began.

"What a coincidence." Wen Jin leaned close to Ji Yunmiao and whispered.

The storyteller started by talking about a disaster that had occurred in the city several months ago, and said that the disaster was not caused by man, but was actually the work of demons.

When the word "demon" was mentioned, Wen Jin raised his chin and immediately became interested.

This interest reached its peak when I heard the words "Penglai Xie Chengfeng".

She and Ji Yunmiao looked at each other and became even more expectant.

What a coincidence! It just happened that we sat down and the conversation started right away, and they were talking about the people from Penglai!

The storyteller unfolded his folding fan and began to tell how the otherworldly immortal Xie Chengfeng secretly captured the demon and restored peace to their city.

As the conversation went on, the topic turned to the other peak masters of Penglai.

Wen Jin dragged her head and listened to this person talking about everyone from the eldest brother Song Guanqing to the sixth brother Shangguan Ze. He talked about all the things she knew, so she felt a little drowsy.

What the hell is going on? Just talking about how they entered the world to save people. She listened to it all but still couldn't tell them apart.

But are we almost talking about her?

Wen Jin yawned, a little curious about what he would say to her next. After all, the original owner had basically never been involved in worldly affairs.

The next second she heard the three words "Ji Yunmiao".

"It is said that Wen Jin, the head of Fuyao Peak, is the only female among the heads of Penglai Peaks. She has never been in the secular world, but she has a romantic history with her first disciple Ji Yunmiao..."

Wen Jin was startled when he heard this, and suddenly became alert. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Ji Yunmiao.

What about people?

The place where Ji Yunmiao was supposed to be sitting was now empty.

Where is her little ancestor, the male protagonist?

A big question mark popped up in Wen Jin's mind: ???

"Find me?"

Ji Yunmiao suddenly spoke behind her.

Wen Jin was startled and stood up with such a big movement that she knocked over the tea bowl on the table, attracting the attention of everyone around her.

Even the storyteller paused and looked in her direction.

Wen Jin quickly bowed and apologized, picked up the rag on the corner of the table and quickly wiped the water on the table, then turned around and ran away with Ji Yunmiao.

It's quite a bit like running away.

"how?"

Ji Yunmiao was puzzled and turned around to look at the person who was telling the story in the tea stall.

Wen Jin reached out to pry his head open: "Okay, I've heard enough, shall we go back?"

Hearing this, Ji Yunmiao lowered his eyes, concealing the expression in his eyes, retracted the spiritual power he had released in the tea shed, and said "hmm".

The storyteller's words, "Now Ji Yunmiao has become a guest in Master Wen Feng's tent," fell into Ji Yunmiao's ears word for word as his spiritual power was withdrawn.

Wen Jin soon noticed that Ji Yunmiao's mood was a little off.

"Did you hear that?"

She immediately understood why Ji Yunmiao was angry.

"There's nothing to hide. What he said wasn't false."

Ji Yunmiao answered, his voice was a little cooler than before, and even the air was a little chilly.

"Are you angry?" Wen Jin leaned over to see his expression. "We'll go back and prepare for the couple ceremony. Then no one will say that to you anymore."

Ji Yunmiao turned his head and looked away, avoiding his sight, and said nothing about the matter.

But Wen Jin clearly felt that the temperature around him had risen slightly.

She straightened up and felt much more relieved: her male protagonist was so easy to please!

And he looks a little aggrieved and a little cute. What’s wrong with that?

The original owner could actually provoke such a male protagonist to that extent! Isn't it a level of his own!

But...how are they supposed to get back?

After Wen Jin sighed, he suddenly thought of this very serious question.

Penglai Fairy Island.

Song Guanqing was sitting in his study, making a list of invitations to attend the couples' wedding ceremony.

"Has anything happened at Fu Xiuyuan these past two days?"

While he was writing, he asked his disciple who was grinding ink.

The disciple shook his head: "No, Master Wen Feng seems to be away from the island these days."

Hearing this, Song Guanqing frowned: "When did it happen?"

"Probably two or three days after you and the other peak masters left the island."

"Little Ajin has always been reluctant to go out, why did he run off the island by himself now?" Song Guanqing was puzzled: "Where is Ji Yunmiao? Ask him to come over."

"Senior Brother Ji is not on the island either. The disciples have not seen Senior Brother Ji show up in the past few days."

"Did they go out together?"

Song Guanqing frowned even deeper, and his eyebrows were almost twisted together.

He slammed the brush heavily on the table.

"You're not even a couple yet and you're already taking little Jin out for a run! What's next?"

Shangguan Ze, who had just entered the room, was startled by the sound of the brush slapping, and the half of his body that had just been stuck in shrank back again.

"Come in!"

Song Guanqing laughed.

"Do you know where the little sister went?"

He waved his hand, asked the disciple who was grinding ink to leave, and asked Shangguan Ze who had just come in.

"Junior sister, you can go wherever you want. Besides, only the master takes the apprentice out, not the apprentice taking the master out."

Shangguan Ze muttered, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and he didn't dare to look up at Song Guanqing.

"louder please!"

Song Guanqing looked at him coldly.

Shangguan Ze immediately put on a smile, took out two talismans from his space ring and handed them over with a flattering expression:

"Hey, Senior Brother, take this. This is the sound transmission talisman given to me by Junior Sister. No matter how far away we are, we can contact her directly."

"That's pretty much it."

Song Guanqing reached out to take it and injected a stream of spiritual energy into the talisman.

Wen Jin was just worrying about how to get back when he received a note from Song Guanqing.

It was like a life-saving divine voice, and Wen Jin immediately opened his mouth and called out "Senior Brother" in a miserable tone.

Ji Yunmiao looked at her when he heard the voice.

Song Guanqing quickly understood the situation, and his tone became obviously helpless when he knew that Wen Jin couldn't find the way back.

"Okay, okay, let Shangguan Ze pick you up." He smiled helplessly.

Wen Jin looked up at Ji Yunmiao, and their eyes met in mid-air. Song Guanqing only heard Wen Jin speak with a guilty tone:

"That is, Ji Yunmiao and I are together..."

"Yes, Brother knows."

"I have something to say to him, Junior Sister, can you step aside for a moment?"