Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Young Master and Qing'er
"If you are willing to follow my will, then take my hand."
With a determined gaze and powerful words, it felt as if an invisible force was encouraging Qing Lin.
Qing Lin looked at the hand extended by the boy in front of her, as if she saw a brand new future within it—a future free from discrimination, a future where she could stand behind the heavenly boy before her.
The scene of the boy descending like a celestial being, along with his compassion and kindness, ignited a fire within Qing Lin's heart. The burning emotions urged her to reach out her own hand toward the future. Although their time together was short, and she didn't even know the boy's name, her heart told her that she wanted to stand behind him, to embrace the future he spoke of.
Finally, Qing Lin mustered her courage and placed her hand into Lin Yuan's palm.
Lin Yuan gently squeezed Qing Lin's small hand, shaking it up and down. In response to her puzzled gaze, Lin Yuan's clear voice, accompanied by a smile, reached her ears.
"Then, Qing Lin, I am Lin Yuan. Let's walk this path together from now on!"
"Yes, Young Master Lin!" Upon hearing this, Qing Lin's face broke into a radiant smile, as if she had been infected by his enthusiasm.
"Please, don't call me that. Qing Lin, you need to understand something: I am not asking you to follow me to become my servant. We are companions and comrades on the road ahead, so you don't need to call me 'Young Master.' Just call me Lin Yuan or Brother Lin." Lin Yuan corrected her upon hearing her address.
"That won't do! A Young Master is still a Young Master," Qing Lin hurriedly replied.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yuan was unable to convince Qing Lin on this matter; she was quite stubborn about how to address him.
"Alright then, but don't call me 'Young Master.' It sounds too old. Just call me 'Lin Yuan' instead! And from now on, I will call you Qing'er." Lin Yuan said helplessly, giving Qing Lin a nickname of her own.
"Yes, Young Master!" Qing Lin sweetly called out.
"Now, hand me the medicine, Qing'er." Lin Yuan smiled at her.
Hastily, Qing Lin passed him the jade bottle he had given her earlier. Holding such a precious item made her feel a bit anxious.
Lin Yuan took the jade bottle, waved his hand, and in Qing Lin's astonished gaze, blue fighting spirit condensed into a small bed, as if created from thin air. This was a technique that could only be used after mastering fighting spirit, and for Lin Yuan, who had strong control over both soul power and fighting spirit, this move was second nature. He often practiced his control over fighting spirit with it.
In Qing Lin's shy gaze, Lin Yuan lifted her and placed her on the small bed. He then sat at her feet, resting her injured foot on his lap, preparing to apply the medicine.
"Young Master, you can't! How can you do something like this?" Seeing Lin Yuan preparing to apply medicine to her, Qing Lin panicked and tried to pull her foot back.
"Qing'er, just because I let you call me 'Young Master' doesn't mean our relationship is that of master and servant. 'Young Master' and 'Qing'er' are just specific terms between us. I believe our relationship is that of friends, and isn't it normal for friends to help each other with medicine? Or do you not want to acknowledge me as a friend?" Lin Yuan stopped Qing Lin's struggle.
"No, no! That's not what I meant!" Qing Lin quickly replied.
"That's good!" Saying this, Lin Yuan didn't give Qing Lin a chance to speak further and directly took out the ointment to apply it to her.
Qing Lin blushed as she watched Lin Yuan, who was focused on applying the medicine to her. His movements were very skilled, and he didn't cause her any extra pain. The cool ointment applied to her injury felt soothing, significantly reducing the pain.
"Your technique is very skilled, Young Master!" Qing Lin murmured softly.
"I got used to it from helping that girl Ziyan with her injuries. Oh, by the way, Ziyan is my sister who can transform into a magical beast. I'll introduce you to her when the opportunity arises; I believe you two will become good friends." Lin Yuan chuckled upon hearing Qing Lin's murmur.
When Ziyan was mentioned, Lin Yuan's gaze softened considerably. Although their acquaintance began with his schemes, his feelings for Ziyan were genuine. He truly regarded her as a little sister.
"Being Young Master's sister, Miss Ziyan must be very happy." Seemingly sensing Lin Yuan's change in mood, Qing Lin murmured.
"You are the same, Qing'er! I also want you to be like a little sister to me." Lin Yuan turned to her, his gaze deepening with meaning, looking at Qing Lin in a way that made her feel a bit dazed with happiness.
Indeed, Qing Lin felt the same way.
The encounter between the two today was not a coincidence, but rather an inevitable result of Lin Yuan's own planning, just like with Ziyan.
Long before arriving at the Canaan Academy, Lin Yuan had set his sights on winning over Qing Lin as one of his primary goals in the Gama Empire.
As the owner of the world's first extraordinary eye, the Three-Flower Eye of the Blue Serpent, Qing Lin had the potential to reach the Dou Zun level. In the original timeline, she had indeed broken through to Dou Zun in just ten years. With high potential, a gentle personality, and unwavering loyalty, Lin Yuan naturally could not miss her.
Lin Yuan had been in Shimo City for several days. Aside from investigating the matter of the strange fire, he was arranging today's script—the classic hero saving the beauty under the moonlight.
To successfully execute the hero-saving-beauty script, he had secretly made many preparations. Qing Lin's encounter with the human traffickers was influenced by him. In fact, since Qing Lin left her home today, she had been within his perception range, all to perfectly enact this clichéd yet effective hero-saving-beauty script. For this, Lin Yuan had even removed his disguise, deliberately using a more impressive entrance and fighting style, all to win Qing Lin's heart and make her willingly become his companion.
Rather than waiting for a fateful encounter, Lin Yuan preferred to take the initiative to create opportunities, seizing control in his own hands. Valuing others and planning accordingly was also a reflection of his respect. As a time traveler, Lin Yuan's foresight gave him a natural high initial favorability towards certain people in this fighting spirit continent, with Ziyan and Qing Lin being at the forefront. Thus, Lin Yuan used his schemes to express his importance and respect for both of them.
The beginnings of Lin Yuan's relationships with Ziyan and Qing Lin were not purely innocent, but his feelings were genuine. His fondness for both Ziyan and Qing Lin was real, and he was confident that this friendship would blossom beautifully.
After applying the ointment, it didn't take long for Qing Lin's foot to heal completely.
"Let's go, Qing'er."
"Yes, Young Master."
Under the night sky, Lin Yuan wrapped his arm around Qing Lin's soft waist, spreading his wings of fighting spirit, and flew towards Shimo City.
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