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But that's okay. If there are any mistakes, everyone involved in the execution will help her find and point them out, so that the final result won't be too bad. She can also hone herself through practice in the process.

Having figured it out, Yun Yi scratched the fluffy white hair at the back of his head and smiled easily, "I understand. I will take this opportunity to improve myself."

Jian met Yun Yi's gaze silently. Did she understand? She hadn't said anything, hadn't conveyed anything, had she? How did Yun Yi manage to glean self-improvement from something that seemed unclear on the surface?

Magic.

With a sigh of admiration, Jian then seriously considered Yun Yi's words. After a moment's thought, she whispered encouragement to Yun Yi, "It's good to approach things with a learning mindset. I wish you success this time."

"Ha—thank you for your blessing." Yun Yi yawned again, blinked to wipe away the tears that had welled up in her eyes, and casually pulled out a pillow and stuffed it into her arms. The soft touch almost made her fall asleep instantly.

Fortunately, he woke up suddenly at the last moment, otherwise Yun Yi might have fallen asleep in front of the new members, which would have been too embarrassing!

No, I need to find something to do to avoid getting so sleepy that I want to fall asleep—but the tasks have already been assigned, and I can only watch from here without participating myself.

The repetitive tasks and useless social niceties during the group missions only made her more and more sleepy, so she had to find something else to do.

Yun Yi's gaze slowly shifted to Jian, who was observing the driving space from left to right, his eyes revealing a hint of awe at the size of the space.

Noticing Yun Yi looking at her, Jian frankly praised, "This place seems quite large? That's impressive."

Jian looked sincerely at Yun Yi, then continued to observe the space with great interest. In her eyes, this vast expanse of white seemed to contain infinite possibilities; it was truly beautiful.

Volume Two: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 271 (Snip) Mace: Want to pat someone on the shoulder? Of course! (lifts the person up)

Seeing Jian's gaze, Yun Yi smiled and introduced, "It's huge, isn't it? And theoretically, it's so big it has no end in sight. It can also be customized to suit different needs, for example..."

Yun Yi's gaze shifted from Jian Jun's handsome face back to the sword at her waist. "If you need to practice your sword, just tell me, and I can conjure up a place for you—how about it, want to give it a try?"

The mace's eyes flickered slightly, their waves seemingly endless? Truly... an unexpected and illogical situation.

After a moment of silent reflection, she decisively shook her head and refused, "No need to trouble yourself. Creating anything here would require an extra cost, wouldn't it? You can leave the resources and use them in a more suitable place. I personally don't have a high need for a training location."

"Don't worry, it's no trouble at all—" Yun Yi stood up with a relaxed expression, raised a "no problem" smile, and was about to pat Jian on the shoulder.

But when she raised her hand, she realized that the height difference between her and Hajime was not much different from that between her and Hoshiguma. She felt awkward patting Hoshiguma's shoulder before, and now she would naturally feel awkward patting Hajime's shoulder as well—either the other person would have to lower himself down, or she would have to get close to him.

Given the current relationship between Yunyi and Hoshiguma, either of these two methods would work, but when it comes to the unfamiliar mace, Yunyi feels that neither is realistic.

An awkward feeling arose in Yun Yi's heart. She stiffly tried to withdraw her hand, but before she could move, Jian reached out and placed his hand on Yun Yi's waist without ceremony, while politely saying, "Excuse me."

Yun Yi opened his eyes wide and exclaimed "Ah?" The main weapon, relatively large, reached inside Yun Yi's trench coat and pressed against Yun Yi's waist through his shirt.

Unfortunately, the shirt that Yun Yi's body came with seemed to be based on her preferences from her previous life. It was made of a light and thin material with a loose weave, making it very breathable, cool, and not stuffy. It was soft to the touch and very light and comfortable to wear. It also had a good drape and a relaxed feel, which matched Yun Yi's aesthetic.

In short, Yunyi was very satisfied with this outfit as a good garment that could be used for both casual and combat purposes and could also repair itself. However, she never expected that it would be so useful in another aspect as well.

As soon as the calloused palm of the mace touched Yun Yi's overly thin and loose shirt, the soft flesh of Yun Yi's waist seamlessly felt the heat of the mace's palm and the tingling sensation of the raised calluses scraping against it.

The overly sensitive nerves quickly amplified the tingling sensation into a surge of electricity that struck the brain, causing the unsuspecting Yun Yi's body to tremble uncontrollably for a moment.

In a moment of distraction, she blurted out a surprised gasp.

At that moment, with a slight exertion of his fingertips, he easily lifted Yun Yi up.

Her fingertips sank into the soft flesh of Yun Yi's waist through the thin fabric, and the wonderful, cool, and supple touch entered Jian's mind without any hindrance.

The thought that "Yun Yi's clothes are really thin" flashed through Jian's mind, so she looked up and met Yun Yi's eyes, who was looking at her in a panic, and said to her even more bluntly, "Take the picture."

Jian's tone was casual and decisive, but Yun Yi felt completely bewildered.

"What are you hitting?" Suddenly realizing there was no real danger while being held aloft by the mace, Yun Yi relaxed, wiggled his dangling feet, and tilted his head, looking bewildered. "Wait, why did you suddenly lift me up like that?"

"I saw you wanted to pat my shoulder but couldn't, and you looked disappointed, so I let you pat it for me." Jian asked, even more confused, "You... weren't you thinking of doing that just now?"

Yun Yi saw the obvious confusion in Jian's eyes; clearly, that was what she really thought.

Yun Yi remained silent for a moment.

It's normal to observe her purpose, since she didn't try to hide it much.

It's normal to notice her disappointment and want to help her; it shows that Jian has a good personality, which is a good thing.

But why did Jian help her pat her shoulder by neither lowering her height nor allowing her to get closer, but instead... lifting her up?

While this does allow her to easily pat Shangjian's shoulder, it does strain her back a bit.

As a martial artist, Jian's body temperature was also quite high. When her hot palm was placed on Yun Yi's waist, Yun Yi immediately felt as if his body temperature had risen by several degrees. If it weren't for the good breathability of Yun Yi's shirt, he would probably be sweating by now.

Yun Yi managed to avoid the sticky sweat thanks to the thin and loose clothing, but he couldn't escape the inexplicable sense of security and tingling sensation from the other person's body temperature and strong fingertips pressing against his waist.

The longer she wore the patch, the more she felt the subtle electric currents coursing through her body begin to expand, her heartbeats became uncontrollably erratic, her breathing became shallower, and her waist became uncontrollably weak.

As we all know, the action of lifting someone by the waist requires the person being lifted to use core strength and the coordination of all muscles in the body to maintain stability and balance in order to keep the action basically stable.

Yun Yi's waist went limp, and she lost her balance, her body swaying as if she was about to fall headfirst.

"Watch out!" Jian immediately adjusted his posture with lightning speed, switching to a one-handed embrace with one hand supporting the person and the other arm supporting them.

Yun Yi silently withdrew his self-rescue movement and steadily completed the mace strike. At the same time, feeling embarrassed, he raised his hand and spread his five fingers to cover the upper half of his face. "Thank you... I'm sorry."

To make such a basic mistake over such a simple contact—Yunyi, you're hopeless!

While Yun Yi was inwardly criticizing himself, the honest man Jian didn't notice anything amiss. "It's nothing."

Although she had been exposed to many extravagant things, she had never been deeply involved in them. In addition, Yun Yi was not blushing, but his heart was beating a little faster. Therefore, Jian assumed that the other party was not used to the scholar's posture.

Realizing this, Jian immediately apologized to Yunyi, "No, I should be apologizing. I didn't consider that not everyone is comfortable with or likes this kind of position, and I forcibly lifted you up without asking your wishes. It was my fault..."

At this point, Jian paused, looking at Yun Yi's rather comfortable way of carrying someone with one arm, and revealed a knowing expression, "Next time I will ask you before carrying you like this."

“...No need.” Yun Yi held Jian’s shoulder, looked down at her, and a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes. “Jian, is it possible that if you just bend down a little or allow me to get a little closer to you, I can actually pat your shoulder?”

This is common sense, right? Don't take advantage of your strength and power to ignore this common sense!

Unaware of the inner turmoil in Yun Yi's heart, she belatedly realized her doubts after hearing Yun Yi's words, "That's indeed the case."

She knew that bending over and getting closer was the normal way, but why did she suddenly think of lifting Yun Yi up?

After a moment's thought, Jian quickly came to the answer: it seemed that because of the feeling Yun Yi had given her earlier, she had subconsciously treated him rudely as a child.

Volume Two: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 272 (Sticking) Mace: Want to touch the horn...? (Hesitates for a moment before grasping the hand)

Realizing his mistake, Jian immediately became serious and apologized again, "I'm sorry, I accidentally mistook you for a child just now."

Yun Yi fell silent again. She should have immediately retorted, "I'm not a child," but for some reason, listening to Jian's straightforward apology, she felt powerless, as if saying those words would be completely useless.

But not speaking is not 21(（三）I abandoned the stroll and mixed 2 lines, the other party is at least my pre-arranged contractor, future companion.

And the other person was actually hugging her affectionately, no, seriously and responsibly. Just looking at the other person's beautiful face so close to hers and the warm body that was pressed against most of her body like a hand warmer, Yun Yi felt embarrassed to leave the other person hanging.

But Yunyi really couldn't think of a way to respond to this topic that made her uncomfortable. After thinking for a while, Yunyi used her best skill to change the subject, "Ahem, what's wrong with that? Okay, let's continue talking about the venue."

To prevent the conversation from returning to the topic of children, Yunyi's mind raced. She not only recalled things she had long forgotten, but also quickly came up with Yan Shun's words.

She confidently patted Jian on the shoulder, continuing her earlier unfinished words, "You don't need to worry about the cost of creating the terrain. I can create anything without incurring any extra cost; it's all included in the mech's energy consumption."

"Moreover, compared to creating various types of ammunition that can substantially affect the outside world, the consumption of creating a site in this space is negligible, not even a drop in the ocean." Yun Yi withdrew his hand, crossed his arms, and said calmly, "The consumption is very small and will not affect the overall situation at all."

She waved her hand, her tone relaxed, "So relax, just consider this venue a gift to you and a 'lifesaver' from earlier, enjoy it!"

Yun Yi's words and actions revealed that creating the venue was quite easy for her, and Jian felt the confidence emanating from her and believed her.

Despite believing it, Jian still refused, for a simple reason: "But looking at the surrounding environment, Hoshiguma and the others probably don't have their own space. Let's forget it. You create their space first, and we'll talk about mine later."

Those who joined earlier didn't have it yet, but she, a newcomer, already has it, which is too offensive. Even if Hoshiguma and other nominal seniors don't care, it doesn't matter. This isn't something obtained through competition; giving way is a basic respect based on first-come, first-served principle.

Having spent these past few years around Sheragri and SilverAsh, absorbing some of the Order Factors, I will still abide by this principle.

Of course, the amount of so-called order factors she absorbed while around SilverAsh's family was limited, since every single member of that family was, to some extent, no, quite rebellious.

Jian's words reminded Yun Yi, and her waving hand froze. "It seems so..." Swire, Hoshiguma, Chen Huijie, and Lappland, none of them have their own dedicated venue yet.

If we skip everyone else and give them the first shot... it's not a big deal, it just doesn't sound very good.

“Okay, it really won’t work,” Yun Yi readily compromised. She sighed, “Fine, I’ll listen to you. We’ll talk about it again when everyone is back.”

I was hoping to see how Jian used that seemingly ornate yet simple sword, but unfortunately, it seems I'll have to wait until Jian's next battle, or when Lappland returns.

With a hint of regret, Yun Yi subconsciously wiggled her feet, the ornaments on her high-top boots clinking together lightly.

Yun Yi looked down at the sound and saw the dangling legs. She then realized, "Oh, right, Jian, please put me down, thanks."

Having been silently observing her expression, Jian remembered that Yun Yi had already patted her on the shoulder without refusing, so she readily agreed with a "Mm." She then quickly knelt down on one knee and gently placed Yun Yi on the ground.

Because she was focused, Jian lowered her head to check if Yun Yi was standing firmly, and the winding horns on the top of her head also leaned forward, casting a large shadow in front of her, which also attracted Yun Yi's attention.

The curved and hard ram horns were the most prominent animal feature Yun Yi had ever seen. They refracted a faint but bright luster in the light, and their surface was rugged, covered with regular spiral patterns. The tips of the horns gleamed with a dim, cold light.

Overall, the two corners of the mace look like they could easily pierce through steel, which is quite intimidating, and it is also obvious to the naked eye that the feel of it is probably not very good.

But soon, Yun Yi realized that the roughness at first glance was only on the surface; upon closer inspection, the patterns on the mace's corners revealed a matte finish.

This shows that although the corners of a mace are uneven and have many surfaces, each surface may be smooth.

If we were to draw an analogy... Yunyi pictured an old-fashioned record in his mind.

The surface of the record has fine spiral patterns, and you can feel the slight unevenness when you touch it, but it feels really smooth and addictive to the touch.

Thinking of this, Yunyi suddenly felt the record overlap with the corner of the mace in front of her eyes. Her fingertips twitched slightly, and she had the idea of ​​touching it to see if it felt the way she had guessed.

Yun Yi thought about all this, but only two seconds had actually passed. Jian was just confirming that Yun Yi was alright when she raised her head to get up, but first she saw the stirring in Yun Yi's eyes.

Jian immediately looked up in the direction of Yun Yi's gaze, only to find that he had moved his gaze in sync. She stopped what she was doing, narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at Yun Yi, made a quick assessment, and came to a conclusion.

Where her gaze met... was her horn? This time, she fell silent. She had originally intended to satisfy Yun Yi's harmless desires as before, but what if his desires involved touching her horn?

For Caprini, the existence of horns was very important, as can be seen from the fact that she maintained her pair of large horns very beautifully.

Of course, Caprini's horns are important to them, but unlike the horns of the Oni tribe, which are usually touched between partners due to factors such as sensitivity, they are only allowed to be touched by intimate and trusted individuals simply out of custom and a sense of protectiveness.

There are no requirements regarding the relationship between the other party and oneself.

Er Leng II Er Yi San Ling Bo Wu Jian did not get up. She was assessing whether Yun Yi had reached a point where she could allow him to touch her.

The assessment method was simple for Jian, who had left his hometown many years ago and didn't care much about customs. He simply imagined Yunyi touching him to determine whether he was averse to it.

If she dislikes him, she will pretend not to see Yun Yi's longing gaze, and she will refuse if Yun Yi asks.

If you don't feel aversion... imagine it three times and you'll find that the mace you feel no aversion to is as decisive as ever.

She immediately lifted her gloved hand and gently touched Yun Yi's fingertip, then slowly lifted it up a little to support his fingertip.

Volume Two: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 273 (Partial) The Mace: So that's how it is; the oppressive quality is based on Yun Yi's understanding.

At this moment, Jian knelt on one knee, her back straight, and her immediate action, which resembled a knight's gesture before kissing her hand, almost made Yun Yi think that Jian would lightly kiss the back of her hand in the next second.

Of course, she knew perfectly well that this was just an illusion, and that Jian wouldn't give her a hand kiss for no reason.

But this doesn't stop Yun Yi, as someone with normal aesthetic sense, from feeling as if he were seeing a beautiful live wallpaper reflected in reality—the kind where each frame costs hundreds of thousands of dollars—because of Jian's top-notch appearance.

With this beautiful blessing, even though Yun Yi's fingertips were being gently touched by the mace, making her feel itchy and wanting to pull her hand back, she still felt a great deal of curiosity and suppressed her desire to dodge.

Driven by curiosity, Yun Yi looked down at Jian, whose face was serious and even somewhat solemn, and wondered with great interest what Jian was going to do.

The mace didn't give Yun Yi much time to think before it started moving again, or rather, it was simply doing things at its own pace.

Jian's hand was a size larger than Yun Yi's. When he lifted Yun Yi's fingers, the shiny black gloves made Yun Yi's hands look small, soft, and exceptionally white.

The mace, supported by Yun Yi's beautiful hand, moved with him, and Yun Yi's gaze followed the only connection between the two.

Two hands, lightly intertwined, moved seemingly slowly but actually swiftly under the guidance of the mace, quickly crossing the gap between the two and arriving above the mace's head.

Immediately afterwards, Jian led Yunyi by the hand directly to his ram's horn, placing Yunyi's hand decisively on the dark horn, "Please."

"? Uh..." Caught off guard by touching the majestic horn, Yun Yi's mind went blank for a moment, and his breathing became slightly short.

With her mind blank, she instinctively followed basic politeness and hesitantly replied, "Thank you?"

"It was nothing." Jian withdrew her hand without changing her expression and answered calmly. Her overall posture remained the same, except that she slightly tilted her head up to look at Yun Yi, as if waiting for Yun Yi to have touched her enough before getting up.

The divine sensuality created by Jian's golden hair and golden eyes was highlighted to the extreme at this moment, so much so that even though Yun Yi was standing, she still hallucinated that Jian, who was crouching down, was the person looking down from above.

Inclusive yet calm.

Yun Yi's rapid breathing immediately calmed down. So that's how it is. It wasn't for any other reason, but simply because he didn't care?

Touching the horn had no effect on Jian. Yunyi read this from the calm emotion beneath Jian's serious face and immediately realized the difference between Jian and Hoshiguma, and between the sheep tribe and the demon tribe—the sheep tribe should be more accurately described as the Caprini tribe.

It seems that touching the corner has no special meaning for Caprini. Yun Yi immediately drew the wrong conclusion and felt at ease because of it. Doesn't this mean she can touch it as she pleases? Great!

With a sudden burst of inspiration, Yun Yi abandoned all hesitation and became unrestrained. She raised her restless hand slightly and immediately touched the beautiful curve of the mace's corner.