Extra: Lan Bingyu (VIII) White Chrysanthemum’s Love

After killing Zhao Qingshan and the others, Meiqi finally vented the anger that had been building up in her heart. Then, she cautiously approached Ye Bufan, her head bowed, rubbing her fingers, just like a child who had done something wrong.

“Boss, I was wrong!”

Ye Bufan glared at him fiercely, angry at his lack of progress, “Then tell me, where did you go wrong?”

“I… I…”

Meiqi stammered for a long time but couldn’t articulate anything clearly.

Ye Bufan raised his hand and gave him a sharp rap on the head, “I sent you two out to Cultivate, and this is what you’ve become? Besides doing foolish things like self-harm and self-destruction, what else have you learned?”

Meiqi lowered her head, “But I had no choice…”

“Nonsense, what do you mean no choice? Have you considered what would happen to Lan Bingyu if you died?

She would rather die than fall into the hands of those people, so your approach was the stupidest one.”

Ye Bufan took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.

“Have you learned nothing from being with me for so long? When you encounter such a situation, you need to think of other ways.

Either a sneak attack, or creating a diversion, or you and Xiaoqing could split up and rescue the hostage when they’re unprepared.

There are thousands of ways, but you chose the stupidest one!”

Meiqi looked ashamed, “Boss, I truly know I was wrong, and I won’t do it again.”

“You have too much to learn!”

Ye Bufan turned his head and saw the bouquet of flowers lying on the ground next to him, a strange expression on his face, “Did you buy these flowers?”

Meiqi cautiously replied, “Yes, I bought them. I saw on TV that people send flowers when they’re wooing girls, right?”

Ye Bufan reached up and patted his forehead, looking utterly resigned.

“You send these kinds of flowers to woo a girl, aren’t you afraid of getting beaten to death?”

“Ah?” Meiqi looked utterly bewildered, “Why would sending flowers get me beaten? These flowers are so pretty!”

“Pretty my foot!”

Ye Bufan couldn’t help but slap him on the head again, “You only saw that people send flowers, but you didn’t see what kind of flowers they send.

People wooing girls send roses, they send Baihe; what you sent were only yellow chrysanthemums and white chrysanthemums. These are used for mourning the dead, are they for wooing girls?

With this bouquet of yours, who would want it?”

“Uh…”

Meiqi was instantly dumbfounded. He never imagined there were so many rules for humans sending flowers. Originally, they looked quite beautiful, so he bought a huge bouquet, not expecting to make such a big blunder.

“I’m willing to take them!”

A clear, sweet voice came from the side. It was Lan Bingyu, her cheeks flushed, and her gaze at Meiqi was incredibly firm.

Although everything they had just experienced was dangerous, at that moment, she felt her heart completely break down, utterly filled by this somewhat naive man.

She was a decisive person. Since she had made up her mind, she no longer felt shy. She stepped forward to Meiqi, “Can you give me your flowers?”

“Ye… yes, but… but Big Brother said these flowers aren’t right…”

Meiqi, who had just been a killing god, instantly turned into a shy little rabbit, stammering and unable to complete his sentences.

Lan Bingyu, on the other hand, was graceful, “It’s okay, as long as they’re from you, I’ll take any flowers.”

“Wait a moment, wait a moment!”

Seeing this scene, Ye Bufan felt a headache coming on and immediately stopped them. He had let Meiqi out to Cultivate, but he never expected him to spark a romance with a former classmate.

Although he had no other thoughts about Lan Bingyu, Meiqi’s situation was special and needed to be clarified.

“Come with me, there are some things I need to make clear to you.”

As he spoke, he pulled Lan Bingyu aside and gave a concise introduction to the Immortal Realm.

Finally, he explained Meiqi’s identity in detail, clarifying that he was the Clan Chief of the Kirin Clan, and in fact, not of the Human Race, but an Immortal Demon Beast in human form.

In truth, after an Immortal Demon Beast transforms into a human, there isn't much difference from a true Human Race member, like his Nine-tailed Sky Fox, Xiaobai.

The most crucial thing in such matters is whether one can overcome the psychological barrier and how one views it. After speaking, he remained silent, waiting for Lan Bingyu to make her own decision.

Although Meiqi was a bit naive, he could guess what Big Brother was saying. He stood by nervously, like a prisoner awaiting judgment.

“I understand.”

Lan Bingyu was silent for a moment, then nodded. Holding the flowers in her hand, she turned and came before Meiqi, offering the bouquet back with both hands.

Meiqi’s heart instantly sank to the bottom. Could it be that she really cared about his identity, and truly rejected him?

Ye Bufan sighed inwardly. Fate is unpredictable, and who can say anything about destiny?

Looking at Meiqi’s expression, Lan Bingyu suddenly smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming.

“Take these flowers back and exchange them for roses, then come propose with a ring, okay? This time, be sure not to get the ring wrong.”

The happiness came too suddenly. Meiqi stood there, stunned, and only came back to his senses after a moment of blankness, his face full of disbelief.

“You… you really accepted me?”

“Why not? As long as you care about me, that’s enough!”

“That’s great, it’s really great! You really accepted me, and I have a girlfriend now!”

Meiqi spread his arms, happily spinning around like a child, grinning from ear to ear.

Xiaoqing kicked him in the butt, “Hey, don’t get too happy too soon. Don’t forget you’re the Clan Chief of the Kirin Clan. What about your Bloodline Legacy in the future?”

“I don’t care, I don’t care about anything. What damned Bloodline Legacy? Nothing is more important than a girlfriend.”

Meiqi shouted joyfully. That’s what he truly thought. Now, for Lan Bingyu, he could give up his life, and even this world.

Xiaoqing was about to say something more but was pulled away by Ye Bufan, who then disappeared from the spot.

“Ye Dage, don’t pull me away! That guy found a Human Race. Other than that, it’s fine, but how will the Blood Jade Qilin Bloodline be passed down?”

As a member of the Immortal Demon Beast, Xiaoqing’s first thought was the Kirin Clan’s Bloodline Legacy.

Ye Bufan shook his head, “You don’t need to worry about that. That’s something for many years later. Don’t be a third wheel here anymore.”

He wasn’t too worried about this point, after all, the Kirin Clan almost has endless lifespan.

And Lan Bingyu is just an ordinary person now. Even if she embarks on the path of Cultivation, her lifespan will ultimately not compare to that of an Immortal Demon Beast. The matter of Bloodline Legacy can be left for later.

At this moment, Meiqi stood there, holding a large bouquet of chrysanthemums, grinning foolishly at Lan Bingyu.

“Alright, stop smiling, let’s go home.”

Lan Bingyu actively took his hand, and stepping onto the small path, they walked towards Jiangnan City in the darkness.

(The extra stories have no particular pattern. Someone in the comment section previously mentioned Lan Bingyu, so I gave her a Perfection ending.)