klisemfg Chapter 297 What are you doing here?
Chapter 297 What are you doing here?
Yuan Xiao said gently to Qianqian, "Ajin knows what he's doing. Look, isn't Xiaobai much more energetic than before? Its wings are stronger too? Appropriate exercise is good for its growth. Ajin probably really treats Xiaobai like a younger brother, which is why he's so strict with it."
Qianqian glanced at Xiaobai, who was diligently practicing short-distance flight under Ajin's "supervision" not far away.
Although she was panting heavily from exhaustion, her little eyes were sparkling.
Qianqian looked at her mother and father again, and nodded as if she understood.
Perhaps the way Ajin treats Xiaobai is the way that is truly good for Xiaobai.
Life flowed by seemingly peacefully.
Under the loving care of her older sister and the encouragement of Ajin, Xiaobai grew up healthily, her feathers became fuller and smoother, and her flying skills became more and more proficient.
Although long-distance flights are not yet possible, short-distance gliding in the castle gardens is no longer a problem.
Ah Jin gradually adapted to life in Tiger City. Although he still didn't talk much, his expression softened considerably, and he would occasionally reveal a relaxed smile typical of a young man.
However, beneath this calm, undercurrents continue to surge and have not yet ceased.
Although the Wind Demon King Wufeng has been defeated, the many mysteries surrounding him have not yet been completely dispelled.
During this period, Emperor Lin made an unprecedentedly frequent visit to Tiger Lion City.
This usually lazy and noble Dragon King, every time he came, never bothered to first find tenderness with his beloved Xiao Xiao.
He would always immerse himself in a secret room, shutting the door behind him with Zehui and Yunfeng, talking for most of the day with a solemn expression, clearly discussing extremely important and confidential matters.
The strangest thing is that every time they have a private conversation, Ah Jin will "happen" to be "playing" nearby, and then try to hide in a corner or under a window, prick up her ears, and listen for most of the day.
He was agile and moved quietly, and because he was young, he was not easily suspected, so he was not discovered the first few times.
Until this day.
Di Lin, Ze Hui, and Yun Feng gathered again in the secret room on the top floor of the castle.
About ten minutes into the secret meeting, Ah Jin coincidentally appeared at the door again.
Just as he was listening with great interest, Yun Feng's lazy crimson eyes suddenly turned to the thick wall on one side of the secret room, and a smile that was not quite a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Little guy, aren't you tired of squatting there? You've been listening for so long, do you even understand what I'm saying?"
The others instantly became alert, their eyes all turning to the wall.
In the shadow where the wall meets the floor, the air distorted slightly, and a small, thin figure slowly "emerged".
Ah Jin's face was expressionless, but his slightly reddened ears betrayed his embarrassment and awkwardness.
He seemed to have used some kind of talent or technique to conceal his presence, managing to deceive the senses of several top experts present until Di Lin pointed it out.
Chi Miao exclaimed in surprise, "Ah Jin? What happened to you...?"
Yu Mo's eyes sharpened, and his aura turned slightly cold.
Zehui frowned: "What are you doing here?"
Ajin straightened up, patted off non-existent dust from her body, and tried to appear calm: "I...I was just passing by and curious about what you were talking about."
Di Lin looked at him, his golden eyes deep: "Passing by? Curious? To be able to conceal your aura and presence to the point of almost blending into the shadow of the wall, your ability to 'pass by' is quite extraordinary."
He paused, his tone devoid of any emotion, "Tell me, what did you hear? Are you that interested?"
Ah Jin's cheeks flushed even redder, and her lips moved slightly.
He seemed to want to explain, but didn't know where to begin.
Ajin lowered her eyes, avoiding Di Lin's golden eyes that seemed to see through everything, and unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes with both hands.
"...I...I just...I heard you guys mention Qianqian..."
He stammered, his voice barely audible, "I thought what you were talking about... might be related to... to Qianqian..."
This reason sounds both far-fetched and logical.
Concern can cloud judgment. It's understandable that a teenager who has just settled into a new environment and cares deeply about his only friend might act out of concern.
Di Lin's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, sharp as a knife, releasing the pressure of a superior.
Ah Jin felt a chill down her back, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
But he forced himself to stay focused, though the panic in his eyes was unmistakable.
After a long while, Di Lin seemed to finally draw some conclusion from his expression, or perhaps he really felt that there was no need to argue with a teenager.
He withdrew his gaze, his tone calm: "Let it go this time. From now on, don't come near here again. What we're discussing is far more complex and dangerous than you imagine. Knowing too much won't do you or Qianqian any good. Understand?"
Ah Jin felt as if she had been granted a pardon and quickly nodded, "I understand! I... I won't eavesdrop anymore!"
"Go ahead." Di Lin waved his hand.
Ah Jin dared not linger any longer and turned away from the door of the secret room almost as if fleeing. Her footsteps quickly faded into the empty corridor and disappeared around the corner.
Only when the footsteps could no longer be heard did the atmosphere in the secret room become heavy again.
Chi Miao frowned: "This child may not be as simple as we thought. If Di Lin hadn't pointed it out, we wouldn't have noticed at all." He paused, "His concern for our conversation is really just because he's worried about Qianqian?"
Zehui pondered for a moment and said, "It's true that he saved Qianqian, and I haven't seen him do anything else unusual these past few days. Perhaps it's just a young man's curiosity, coupled with his overprotectiveness towards Qianqian? After all, they went through a dangerous situation together."
Yun Feng leaned back lazily in his chair, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest. A hint of amusement flashed in his crimson eyes: "Overprotective? Or is there something else going on? There are quite a few mysteries surrounding him. His ability to survive alone in the wilderness, his skills in dealing with Chi Hong, and that stealth technique just now... these are not things an ordinary orphan could possess."
Ao Shuang thought for a moment and said, "I think he's probably interested in our Qianqian."
Yu Mo remained silent, but the vigilance in the depths of his cold, vertical pupils did not diminish in the slightest.
He doesn't easily trust anyone, especially those whose origins are unknown but whose abilities are beyond the norm.
Di Lin raised his hand, signaling everyone to pause their discussion about A Jin. "For now, just keep an eye on him. Try to minimize his contact with Qian Qian. We have more important things to do right now."
His golden eyes swept over everyone present, and his voice deepened, "Since the last time we met the Beast God, there has been no news of him. With the Beast God's abilities, he would never have done this unless he encountered a major upheaval or limitation."
Yu Mo finally spoke: "Even the Beast God... encounters adversaries?"
In his mind, the being who gave life to all things was almost as old as heaven and earth, and possessed boundless divine power.