Legend of Sword King

In the face of Song Qianshu and Chen Qing, Song Xuejun's attitude changed so quickly that it made everyone speechless. Cheng Qing was a bit embarrassed by such a stark difference, but he was someone who had experienced a lot of trouble, so he wasn't too flustered. He said frankly, "Miss Song is too courteous. Actually, Miss Song didn't lose her composure yesterday and just got drunk."    

    

Hearing the words "drunk", Song Xuejun was not embarrassed at all. Instead, a hint of joy and relief flashed across her eyes.    

    

Drunk, she naturally wouldn't have the chance to go crazy with alcohol. This was something she cared about, and as for whether or not people would take advantage of it, it was something she was completely different from worrying about. As the core disciples of the younger generation of the Song Family, wherever they went, there would always be people protecting them in the open or in the dark.    

    

However, Song Xuejun still looked at Cheng Qing doubtfully. After all, she knew the lesson from her previous life. It wasn't an easy thing to make her believe that she hadn't done anything rash.    

    

Fortunately, Cheng Qing's expression was serious and his eyes were clear and calm. He didn't seem to be lying, which made Song Xuejun believe him a little. She thought to herself: "Did I really not lose my composure this time? "Will I never lose my composure after drinking from now on?"    

    

Thinking of this, Song Xuejun's heart was filled with anticipation. He actually believed more of what he had said yesterday after he got drunk and did not do anything rash.    

    

Song Xuejun could not help but feel excited when she thought about how she did not lose her composure due to drunkenness in front of Cheng Qing, the "savior of life" and the "young hero".    

    

No one cared about their image. The more outstanding a person was, the more so, especially when facing an equally outstanding person.    

    

This kind of joy from the bottom of his heart made the way Song Xuejun looked at Cheng Qing much gentler. Perhaps she didn't even notice that this sort of gentleness had reduced the distance between them by quite a bit.    

    

Girls would always consciously or unconsciously feel comfortable when interacting with each other. As for Cheng Qing, he had unintentionally done this just now.    

    

She sat down in the pavilion as well, but her gaze never left Cheng Qing's face. "I was too busy drinking yesterday that I didn't even have the time to thank Young Master Chen properly. Last time when Young Master Chen saved us, I promised myself that when I met Young Master Chen again, I would repay this debt of gratitude for saving my life."    

    

As he said this, Song Xuejun took out a black box from his Cosmic Bag. It was covered with runes, and it was obviously not an ordinary box. Song Xuejun blinked his watery eyes as he pushed the box to Cheng Qing. "This is just a token of my appreciation. I hope Sir Chen will not refuse."    

    

When Song Qianshu saw this, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes. Song Xuejun had clearly come prepared today, otherwise, he would not have prepared such a gift.    

    

Song Xuejun treated Cheng Qing with such care. It was because he was their savior, but looking at the attitude Song Xuejun showed towards Cheng Qing today, Song Qianshu felt that things were not that simple.    

    

At least, Song Xuejun was friends with Cheng Qing.    

    

Cheng Qing did not expect Song Xuejun to be like this, and refused: "The last time you saved Miss Song was just a simple gesture, you should not thank her specifically. Furthermore, all of you were being attacked by the wolfsmen at that time, so I believe that none of the cultivators of Western Paradise will just stand by and do nothing. "    

    

Cheng Qing's words didn't sound righteous, but since they were from the heart, they carried a lot of weight, making people believe him.    

    

The young girl, Song Xuejun, looked at Cheng Qing with an even brighter gaze.