"It's me, Lin Chen!"

Lin Chen stood at the door, his tone calm, though inside he felt rather frustrated. This Yang Minghui was simply crazy; he had merely knocked on the door, and she was already so angry.

As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, the person inside quickly got up and came to the door, opening it in one swift motion.

"Lin Chen, you finally came back."

"That's great, I just knew nothing would happen to you in those ancient ruins."

Seeing Lin Chen return, Yang Minghui happily said immediately and then couldn't hold herself, throwing herself into Lin Chen's arms.

For Yang Minghui's foolish behavior at the moment, Lin Chen suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.

You have to know, Yang Minghui wasn't Xu Yufang, but an absolute beauty.

At this moment, being hugged by Yang Minghui like this, even with Lin Chen's self-control, he found it a bit hard to handle; after all, their actions were indeed too intimate.

But the crucial point is, what did this woman's behavior even mean? Yu Weilian didn't even miss him this much.

Could it be that this silly girl Yang Minghui really liked him? At this thought, Lin Chen suddenly felt his scalp tingle.

He definitely didn't dare develop any subtle feelings or relationships with women now; if he really provoked this woman, he feared he'd have endless trouble in the future—he couldn't just bring another one back.

"Yang Minghui, what silly stuff are you doing? It's just been half a year, is this really necessary? Is there water in your head?"

Lin Chen pulled Yang Minghui off from half hanging onto him and spoke testily.

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Yang Minghui immediately became displeased, anger surging in her heart.

To think, over these past six months, she'd been so worried for him, fretting on his behalf, and now this guy treated her this way.

At that thought, she directly held onto Lin Chen, brought her face closer, and bit down on Lin Chen's cheek.

Lin Chen immediately felt a burst of pain and pushed Yang Minghui away.

"Yang Minghui, are you crazy? And are you a dog? Biting people as soon as you see them."

Lin Chen looked at Yang Minghui, chastising her angrily.

Though by now, Lin Chen's Ancient Divine Body had broken through to the Fourth Realm, with physical strength on par with a seventh-rank lower-tier magic treasure.

But Lin Chen trained his body, not his face.

Moreover, even though Yang Minghui bit him, Lin Chen didn't dare to release his spiritual power to fling her away, or else she would definitely get hurt.

"Hehe, I just wanted to see if your skin was trained just as tough."

Yang Minghui looked at Lin Chen, lightly laughing as she spoke.

Instantly, Lin Chen thought this silly girl truly lived up to her name; her thought process was indeed different from normal people.

"I guess you haven't seen me in half a year, and you're itching for a beating. Since Senior Sister Zi Ling hasn't trained you, I'll do it today."

Lin Chen looked at Yang Minghui and huffed coldly.

"Dear husband, your words are wrong. Sister Yang misses you day and night, constantly worried about whether you'll encounter danger in the ancient ruins. She's thinking about you a lot, dear husband, and you treating her this way is undoubtedly disappointing."

"Do you know, Sister Yang has gotten thinner worrying about you these past six months."

Just then, Yu Weilian suddenly walked out of the room, looking at Lin Chen, lightly smiling as she spoke.

Though she also worried about Lin Chen's safety, she also believed in his capabilities.

If Lin Chen dared to venture into those ruins, he must have been confident enough.

Yu Weilian watched Lin Chen and Yang Minghui's intimate display, not only without getting angry but even teasing them.

Yet what she said was true, as Yang Minghui was indeed very worried about Lin Chen over the past six months.

So, in Yu Weilian's opinion, wanting to bring together Lin Chen and Yang Minghui, recruiting another sister to vie for affection with her in the future, she had indeed put in a lot of effort.

It's just that Lin Chen was too slow on the uptake, so Yu Weilian lent a helping hand.

"Sister Yu, what are you spouting nonsense about, who cares about this guy? I don't worry about his life or death."

Yang Minghui spoke lightly, then immediately turned and ran away, her face suddenly flushed red.

At that moment, because of Yu Weilian's words, she felt so embarrassed her face was already bright red, and her little heart was pounding.

When Lin Chen saw Yang Minghui's shy expression as she ran off, he finally realized Yang Minghui's feelings.

Yu Weilian had put it so plainly, coupled with Yang Minghui's reaction; if Lin Chen still didn't understand, it wouldn't be just dull—it would be stupidity.

Lin Chen was clearly intelligent and astute, able to foresee many things, yet when it came to matters between men and women, he was like a block of wood.

Lin Chen looked at the departing Yang Minghui, feeling a headache coming on.

The thing he feared most was this kind of issue, yet now here he was confronting it.

"This foolish girl, even after half a year, still the same."

Lin Chen quickly changed the subject, pretending not to understand Yang Minghui's feelings, speaking lightly.

Lin Chen planned to muddle through it like this, but Yu Weilian, smiling brightly, walked over.

She had worked hard to get Yang Minghui and Lin Chen to develop to this stage and wasn't about to let Lin Chen off easily.

"Dear husband, you clearly see through Sister Yang's feelings for you, don't you?"

Yu Weilian asked Lin Chen while lightly smiling.

"Sister Yu, you also know that many times I am not in control of my circumstances. I already have enough women around, and my single-minded pursuit of the Martial Path makes me poor at handling these matters. If she really falls for me, it will only hurt her."

"I think she may not yet be aware of her true feelings; after a while, this will all pass."

Lin Chen looked at Yu Weilian and spoke lightly.

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Yu Weilian shook her head but couldn't say much more.

Since Lin Chen had said so, how could Yu Weilian force Lin Chen to fall for Yang Minghui?

Regarding a woman's feelings, it seemed Lin Chen truly didn't understand.

This matter could only be approached one step at a time; rushing was not an option.

What Lin Chen didn't know was that Yang Minghui, though she had run off, was secretly hiding behind a wall eavesdropping on the conversation between Lin Chen and Yu Weilian.

When she heard Lin Chen's words, Yang Minghui's face immediately stiffened, and there arose an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

Clearly, she didn't hear the answer she had hoped for.

"Stupid Lin Chen, stupid Lin Chen, who's even interested in your affection, who would like you, I, Yang Minghui, certainly don't."

Yang Minghui muttered as she hurried back to her room, feeling incredibly aggrieved and heartbroken, Lin Chen's words still echoing in her ears, as tears started to overflow from her eyes.