CHAPTER 850: CHAPTER 513: PUTTING OUT FIRES IN THE BACKYARD (PART 2)

At this moment, Ji Xinghuo grasped her mood—three parts anger, three parts grievance, three parts helplessness, and one part compromise.

She had no intention of breaking up.

Emotionally, the vast majority of women cannot accept this.

But Zhao Manying is not an ordinary woman. Love is not the main tune of her life, only an accompaniment. Like countless talented Mutants, she has higher pursuits, wanting to reach the pinnacle of life evolution.

From a rational perspective and personal interest, she had no other choice.

However, driven by a woman’s instinctive possessiveness, her global fame and status, and her pride as a "Sword Immortal," she could not calmly accept it all.

The procedure must still be followed.

Ji Xinghuo held Zhao Manying and softly said, "Man Ying, every bit of my feelings for you is genuine, without a trace of falsehood. You should be able to judge from my current state whether I’m lying."

"Even if you truly love me, you don’t love only me." Zhao Manying stared into his eyes.

"I have no choice either..."

Ji Xinghuo, knowing he was in the wrong, hastily explained, first expressing his dilemma at the time, unable to part with any. Then he praised her with a series of sweet talk and endless vows of love.

Every word was heartfelt.

Truly, purely, indisputably true!

Zhao Manying could sense his sincerity, and after Ji Xinghuo coaxed her for over half an hour, her expression finally eased. She said coolly, "There’s no need to coax me anymore. You know I didn’t want to break up, and I know you know I didn’t want to break up. I’ll still be your girlfriend in the future, always."

She expressed the most intense feelings in the coldest tone.

Ji Xinghuo was stunned for a moment.

This time, he truly felt even more ashamed, holding Zhao Manying’s delicate hand, "Just a girlfriend?"

"Do you dare to marry me?" Zhao Manying asked back.

"Why wouldn’t I dare!"

Ji Xinghuo didn’t hesitate at all.

Ren Mian had previously said she only wanted children and didn’t care about status, and that she didn’t want to enter marriage; as for Titanium Cobalt Qingwei and Cang Ya, the True Dragon Dynasty had no marriage system, so marrying them on Earth was irrelevant.

If Man Ying really proposed marriage, he could completely satisfy her.

Even though Ji Xinghuo had never thought he would marry before, as nowadays it was a very serious matter, he was even somewhat afraid.

But at this moment, he feared not commitment.

In Zhao Manying’s surprised gaze, Ji Xinghuo immediately got up, took off the "Light Ring" on his hand, and was about to kneel halfway down.

"Don’t."

Zhao Manying quickly stopped him, "My mind is in a mess now, and I don’t want to refuse you and disappoint you. The timing isn’t right either..."

Her gaze swept over Ji Xinghuo and herself; both were not wearing anything.

"Uh..."

Ji Xinghuo stood up, the scene was indeed a bit awkward.

"Then next time." He lay back down and hugged Zhao Manying, silently sighing in relief, but smiled, "I’ll find a better opportunity, one that’s both romantic and solemn, and filled with ceremony."

"Mmm." Zhao Manying nodded lightly. Ji Xinghuo’s act of proposing moved her heart and clarified her importance in his heart.

The two reconciled as before, entwined together.

After a while of tenderness, Zhao Manying suddenly stared at Ji Xinghuo and asked, "That Sister Ren must be very beautiful, right?"

Ji Xinghuo couldn’t help but scratch his head.

Sister Ren had also asked the same question before; why do women love to ask?

However, he decided to tell the truth, lest she got angry again after just coaxing her, "Ren Mian is just an alias; her real name is Ye Zhen."

"Ye Zhen!"

Zhao Manying was astonished.

She had certainly heard of this person, who had been called the second-generation global goddess for years, while the first generation was Ye Zhen, who had retired from the online world for many years. Now, all photos and videos of Ye Zhen on the internet have been treated.

Even if she hadn’t seen her, being universally acknowledged as a global goddess, Ye Zhen must be a peerless beauty capable of toppling nations.

"No wonder you’re so greedy." Zhao Manman snorted, "Both generations of global goddesses have become your harmonious beauties."

"Hehe..."

Ji Xinghuo just showed a look of pride and quickly restrained it, afraid Zhao Manying would ask that deadly question again.

Fortunately, Zhao Manying ultimately didn’t ask, instead becoming curious about Ye Zhen’s situation.

As long as it didn’t involve secrets, Ji Xinghuo answered everything.

Didn’t mention anything about the pregnancy.

"I remember Ye Zhen isn’t young; she’s 40 years older than you, right?" Zhao Manying’s eyes shifted, "She’s 68 this year, old enough to be your grandmother’s generation, even older than my mom."

Ji Xinghuo opened his mouth, but couldn’t exactly argue that Sister Ren had the Reincarnation Ability and was eternally youthful, could he?

He had no choice but to say, "Sister Ren looks very young."

"No matter how young she looks, she’s much older than you, at least a generation ahead." Zhao Manying suddenly thought of something, "Does Ye Zhen know about our relationship?"

"Yes."

Zhao Manying raised an eyebrow, "And she can accept it?"

"Sister Ren doesn’t really mind," Ji Xinghuo replied vaguely.

"She’s rather generous." Zhao Manying felt annoyed, even finding out about this later, having been kept in the dark for so long. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Just when she was about to question further, her gaze swept over the Alien Species and the strange item that expanded on the coffee table, so she held back.

Ji Xinghuo timely changed the topic, the dark gold dragon pattern on his chest flew out, and the Annihilation Dragon appeared before them.

Fortunately, the living room was large enough to accommodate Doomsday.

It carefully retracted its wings, its sleek body landing steadily, its magnificent and imposing form grabbing Zhao Manying’s attention.

"This is the Annihilation Dragon, it’s called Doomsday," Ji Xinghuo immediately introduced it to her.

Eight o’clock in the evening.

Ji Xinghuo finally gave a rough account of his experiences in the True Dragon Dynasty, naturally omitting the existence of Titanium Cobalt Qingwei and Cang Ya. However, Zhao Manying still sensed something was off but did not pursue the matter.

In the end, she simply commented, "You’re indeed Xia Qingyu’s son, and moreover, you’ve surpassed him."

Ji Xinghuo felt aggrieved but had no way to defend himself.

"You should head home."

Zhao Manying got up and walked toward the bathroom, her voice drifting over, "I’m in a bad mood now, so I won’t be going with you."

"Then I’ll come back later."

Ji Xinghuo, afraid she’d get jealous again, swiftly put on his clothes.

In the living room, Doomsday, coiled into a circle, saw his movements and transformed into a light, merging into the skin on his chest.

"Qing Hong, stay here and protect Manying."

"Roar."

A perfunctory sound came from the guest room.

Ji Xinghuo’s gaze penetrated through the wall to see Qing Hong engrossed in watching cartoons, not even turning its head when responding. Having just returned to Earth, it had turned into a couch potato again.

With a crackling sound.

An electric light shot out from the building, flashing across the night sky southward from Chang’an, reaching Qinling in a matter of seconds, landing in a luxurious villa built on a mountain, as if lightning descended from the sky, catching the villa’s private bodyguards off guard.

Ji Xinghuo suddenly appeared in the villa’s hall.

Ye Dongyun, Wang Zizhen, and Liangqiu Feiyan, along with the Legendary Mutant An Yitian, were all waiting for Ji Xinghuo’s return.

As the lightning hit, a burst of light filled their view, startling them.

Ji Xinghuo smiled and greeted, "Big sister, Feifei, Zizhen, and Senior An, everyone is here."

"Xinghuo!"

"Third brother!"

The siblings stood up, overjoyed, especially Liangqiu Feiyan, who excitedly rushed to Ji Xinghuo, exclaiming, "Third brother, you’re finally back..." As her voice trailed off, she sniffed the air and detected a peculiar scent mingled with a familiar aroma, instantly suspecting who Ji Xinghuo had been with the past few hours, her face blushing.

Ji Xinghuo felt awkward, nonchalantly holding Liangqiu Feiyan so she wouldn’t cling too tightly, saying, "Feifei, you’re already a mutant and still so lively."

"Third brother, how did you know I’ve become a mutant?" Liangqiu Feiyan asked in surprise.

"Haha!"

Ji Xinghuo laughed, "I saw it at a glance, you’re a Primary Level mutant, big sister and fourth brother are Intermediate Level mutants."

"So impressive!" Wang Zizhen exclaimed.

An Yitian had been observing Ji Xinghuo since his appearance and finally said, "The stronger the mutant, the more perceptive their abilities. With Xinghuo’s current strength, you can’t hide any secrets from him."

Ji Xinghuo nodded at him, smiling.

Though these words were true, his perception and investigative skills were beyond An Yitian’s imagination.

"Xinghuo, you all chat as a family; I won’t intrude," An Yitian said.

"I’ll catch up with Senior An later."

After An Yitian withdrew from the hall and returned to his room, Ji Xinghuo sat down with his three siblings, discussing their cultivation progress and mutant evolution levels, while casually sharing some of his own experiences.