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Join the ServerHowever, Xu Mengdie knew that she had gone a bit too far mocking her older brother just now.
Bringing up such matters so directly would seem too abrupt and easily arouse his suspicion.
She needed to steer the conversation in that direction, then naturally weave it in.
Heh heh, a sly smile crept across her heart as she prepared to put her plan into action.
Xu Mengdie put on an angry face. “With such a huge matter, why didn’t you tell me sooner, big brother?”
Chu Huaizhou had no idea what she was plotting; he simply thought she was genuinely concerned.
“Cough, cough. I only recently recovered my memories up to the mid-Nascent Soul stage, and I didn’t even know you were the sect master of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Sect.”
Xu Mengdie: “Then when we faced the Plague Calamity Emperor, why didn’t you tell me something was wrong?”
Chu Huaizhou: “I didn’t want you to worry…”
Xu Mengdie slammed her hand heavily on the small table beside the bed.
With a dark face and a hint of a sob, she said, “So… big brother, you mean I’m not trustworthy, just an outsider?”
Strangely, when his sister was arrogantly calling him a ‘trash fish,’ Chu Huaizhou didn’t feel afraid.
But this forceful concern made him unconsciously shrink back in fear.
“Uh, no… it’s not like that. Mengdie, listen to me. Although the situation looks serious…”
“Actually, I have three disciples and a fox protecting me. Taking an eighth-grade pill can temporarily restore me to my peak state. It’s not a big problem.”
“Enough! I don’t want to hear it! No wonder you felt off earlier. Boohoo, trash fish big brother, I hate you the most!”
Xu Mengdie sat on the edge of the bed, resting her head on Chu Huaizhou’s shoulder without another word.
Chu Huaizhou naturally placed a hand on her shoulder and patted it gently, at a loss for words.
After all, he had indeed done something wrong.
But then, Xu Mengdie slid from his shoulder into his chest, grabbing his collar and sobbing into it.
“Boohoo, stupid brother, bad brother, trash fish brother. Am I really that untrustworthy in your heart?”
Chu Huaizhou: “Of course not. I trust you the most, little sister. It’s us, you know? I promise I’ll tell you everything from now on!”
Xu Mengdie slowly lifted her head, revealing a tear-streaked, pitiful face. “Fine, I forgive you. Since you forgot, big brother… we…”
Huh, was it his imagination? Chu Huaizhou suddenly felt that this scene seemed oddly familiar.
Xu Mengdie raised her brows gently and leaned tenderly against his chest. “We, over a hundred years ago, were already…”
Chu Huaizhou: “You mean Dao companions, right? Actually, I…”
Xu Mengdie’s body trembled as if caught red-handed, her voice a little flustered.
She raised a hand to her empty chest and said with a shy smile, “Eh heh, big brother, do you still remember?”
“Heh… heh heh, seems our emotional bond is very deep.”
Seeing her like this, Chu Huaizhou wanted to complain: Imouto, the way you’re imitating a beautiful girl right now is a bit disgusting.
Of course, he didn’t say that out loud.
He knew what could and couldn’t be said.
Then Xu Mengdie, seeing that he didn’t refute her, seemed to truly immerse herself in that role and got angry with righteous indignation. “In that case, shouldn’t you come to me first when something happens?! Boohoo, trash fish big brother is so annoying…”
“Ugh, she deserves an Oscar for this smooth acting.” He really wanted to play along and make her happy to repay her life-saving grace.
But he couldn’t keep it up anymore. If he continued, he felt his sister might actually do something inappropriate, and it would be hard to smooth over.
“Wait.”
Chu Huaizhou suddenly interrupted, bending his index finger and flicking her forehead.
He looked at the melodramatic Xu Mengdie as if she were an idiot.
‘We can never be together, you know. Childhood friends always lose.’
‘Sigh, amnesia is such a hassle. Everyone who knows I lost my memory tries to pull this stunt.’
‘The key is, due to the huge time gap, I really can’t tell who is telling the truth.’
‘But as for this one, I can guarantee the relationship.’
‘In Chu Huaizhou’s eyes, Xu Mengdie has no blood relation to him, and since they both transmigrated into newborns, they are even less related. But he has always thought of her as his biological little sister. Saying “childhood friends always lose” is actually to cover up the fact that she has long been on his “no-go list.”’
‘So no matter how much he forgets, no matter how absurd events occur over three hundred years, Chu Huaizhou will never have any improper relationship with Xu Mengdie.’
‘He is confident about that.’
“Ow, that hurts… Eh eh?”
Xu Mengdie looked up and saw her familiar brother wearing a very punchable expression.
She immediately knew he hadn’t believed her carefully crafted lie at all.
Her fully invested acting state shattered like a dream.
Her expression collapsed instantly.
Crossing her arms, she tossed her head, and her twin golden ponytails whacked Chu Huaizhou across the face.
“Tsk, I was just joking, why are you so serious? Not understanding a girl’s heart is a real trash fish move, trash fish big brother.”
Chu Huaizhou looked at his sister, whose personality hadn’t changed at all, still fond of teasing him just like in his memories.
He couldn’t help but laugh.
Good. From the looks of it, only his first and second disciples had undergone major personality changes.
As for the fox—half changed, but not completely.
And as for why he trusted his third disciple, Meng Yinlu, so much? Let’s just say he had that much faith in her.
Meng Yinlu’s personality was a textbook kuudere: cute, simple, and silly.
Sigh, he really wondered when she would come out of seclusion. He missed her.
Xu Mengdie pretended to be angry, occasionally glancing back at Chu Huaizhou.
Seeing him lost in a daze, she flew into a rage.
Trash fish big brother!
Even if she was joking earlier, he couldn’t just ignore her like this!
Her looks and… her figure were great, right?
Before becoming sect master, countless people wanted to become her Dao companion.
But she always refused, often using her brother as a shield: “My greatest admiration is for Chu Huaizhou of the Heavenly Sword Sect. If you want to be my Dao companion, beat him first.”
Her brother always went along without complaint—he was clearly a super siscon.
Now, with his sister sitting in his lap, he had no reaction at all, even showing disgust.
Had amnesia changed even his personality?
Back three hundred years ago, when she occasionally took pity on him and deliberately accepted missions in the same location, teasing him would always make him blush—a total tsundere.
Chu Huaizhou caught her gaze, unsure what she was up to. He raised a hand, signaling her to get up and sit beside him.
Xu Mengdie instantly flew into a rage!
Flailing like a wildcat, she reached out to claw at his face.
“Trash fish big brother, take this! How dare you despise your super cute, beautiful little sister imouto!”
Chu Huaizhou’s body moved instinctively, predicting and blocking every attack before it landed.
It wasn’t that he was so skilled; it was just that they had played through this combo countless times.
It seemed that even after three hundred years, though people had changed, many things remained the same.
Just then, Chu Huaizhou heard a commotion outside the door.
“Master! Baiqian! I’m scared!”
The next moment, as if the door’s barrier had failed, a white figure passed straight through the carved wooden door and entered the room.
Without pausing, it rushed straight into Chu Huaizhou’s arms.
But mid-dash, it suddenly realized something was off, stopped a short distance away, and looked at the two suspiciously.
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