Three days passed peacefully. Qin Chuan lived a tranquil yet carefree life, cultivating during the day and enjoying the company of his beautiful Zhao Han in the evenings.
On a whim, he would take Zhao Han to nearby cities to explore, seeking out delicious food and entertainment.
Zhao Han was becoming increasingly gentle, as soft as water, and more mature and elegant, her refined air growing ever stronger.
If she weren't with Qin Chuan every day, he would have doubted if it was really her; now, she seemed more like an empress.
She was like a stunning empress, noble and elegant, yet in Qin Chuan's presence, she became like a little girl, growing increasingly shy the longer they were together.
This intrigued Qin Chuan. She was truly a treasure. A woman's charm lay in her softness, her femininity, while a man's was masculinity.
The difference was what drew them in; the greater the difference, the stronger the attraction.
Femininity encompassed so much: soft lines, a supple body, alluring eyes…
a coy, shy demeanor that made her irresistible to men. Of course, many women were merely feigning it.
Even if it's an act, even if men know a woman is faking it, it can still excite and satisfy them.
Even self-deception brings joy.
So if it's real, at least if it's convincing, that's remarkable. If it's absolutely real, it can make a man feel like he's floating on air, oblivious to his surroundings.
Truly, it's a case of "I envy not the immortals, but only the loving couple."
Qin Chuan held Zhao Han's hand, strolling slowly. The woman beside him was tall, her breasts firm and beautifully teardrop-shaped, proudly erect.
Even through her clothes, the beautiful curves were accentuated, making Qin Chuan feel increasingly thirsty.
He really wanted to touch her. Qin Chuan was thick-skinned enough to carry her to their room in broad daylight for some intimate acts.
But reaching out to do anything here, even with his thick skin, felt awkward. Yet, the thought lingered in his mind, like a cat scratching at his heart.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Han asked curiously.
She couldn't understand Qin Chuan's thoughts at this moment. After all, they were husband and wife, constantly entangled, so she would never think of it this way.
Seeing Qin Chuan's face turn red, Zhao Han didn't think much of it. After all, when he wanted something, he would just grab her and rush into the room.
He wouldn't blush and struggle here. So Zhao Han was puzzled, completely unable to figure out what Qin Chuan wanted to do, which made her even more curious.
"What's wrong with you? What's making you so hesitant? Is there something you need me to do? Is it so hard for us to talk about it?" Zhao Han's snowflake-like beautiful eyes were clear as the moon.
Qin Chuan stammered, looking at Zhao Han, "I want to touch them..."
As he spoke, Qin Chuan pointed to his erect penis.
Zhao Han was stunned, her face turning red. She had no idea what Qin Chuan was doing. Hadn't he touched them enough? When had he ever discussed it with her? What was wrong with him today?
Qin Chuan looked at Zhao Han's confused expression, chuckled, and then reached out and grabbed it in his hand.
It was too big to fit in one hand; it was round, full, and incredibly elastic, shaped like a beautiful teardrop, instantly making Qin Chuan's blood boil.
Zhao Han's face flushed as red as the evening glow. Looking at Qin Chuan's scoundrelly behavior, she glared at him, annoyed: "Are you sure you're alright?"
Qin Chuan's lips twitched: "I just like you, what could possibly happen..."
"You're just being delusional..."
"Who told you to be so tempting? I want to take a bite." Qin Chuan moved closer to Zhao Han, his desire growing stronger as he looked at her shy expression.
"You big jerk, all you ever think about is this..." Zhao Han felt a strange sense of joy; after all, it was something to be happy about for a woman to attract the man she loved.
...
The next day, someone came to see Qin Chuan, but he didn't want to see them. It was someone from the Bei Chu family, delivering a letter.
The letter reached Qin Chuan's hands; its contents were simple: they wanted to sit down and talk, to resolve their issues.
After reading the letter, Qin Chuan gave it to Zhao Han.
"The Bei Chu family wants to meet with me," Qin Chuan said.
Master Wu and Old Luo thought for a moment. To be honest, even such a simple question left them unsure how to answer.
It wasn't that they didn't know how to answer, but rather that every answer felt somewhat inappropriate.
Reason told them they should advise Qin Chuan against agreeing, because they knew he only needed time, and given time, the Bei Chu family would eventually be surpassed by him.
Therefore, there was no need to take the risk now; the Bei Chu family couldn't handle them at the moment, and as long as they didn't leave the formation, their safety was practically guaranteed.
Qin Chuan also had this idea, but he felt he could still go and negotiate, after all, such a situation could be good training.
Besides, Qin Chuan didn't think he was taking a risk; going alone, he could protect himself, and at worst, he could retreat.
He wanted to see what the Bei Chu family was up to.
Zhao Han, after reading the report, also looked at Qin Chuan, wanting to know his thoughts. She originally didn't want him to go; in her opinion, the risk wasn't worth it.
However, Qin Chuan didn't consider it dangerous, so he went anyway. Zhao Han originally wanted to go, but Qin Chuan stopped her.
The agreed-upon location was a restaurant, not the largest, just one not far from where Qin Chuan's formation was located.
The other party was also afraid that Qin Chuan wouldn't agree, so they chose a close-up location, feeling that this would increase their chances of success.
The Bei Chu family is currently in a particularly difficult position. One branch of the Bei Chu Dao has disappeared, and the Bei Chu family doesn't want to build up hatred with Qin Chuan.
However, the Bei Chu family's reputation has already been severely damaged.
They wanted to meet with Qin Chuan to see if they could restore their reputation.
In this negotiation, they felt they still had some initiative, so they wanted to make one last attempt.
If they failed, they knew they would definitely pay a price, but they were unwilling to give up without trying, yet they also feared terrible retaliation if they failed.
Therefore, they had to discuss things carefully; one wrong move could plunge the Bei Chu family into utter ruin.
This time, the head of the Bei Chu family came, accompanied by an old man, or rather, an elderly man with snow-white hair.
This old man had a youthful face despite his white hair, but his countenance was dignified, his temperament good, and he had an air of otherworldly wisdom. Qin Chuan could tell at a glance that this person was not a bad person.
He could judge people by their aura. Of course, Qin Chuan is saying that whether someone is bad or not has nothing to do with whether they want to attack him; it doesn't mean that anyone who wants to kill him is a bad person.
The bad people here refer to those who do evil, like Bei Chu Shao, who has done all sorts of bad things.
And this old man is terrifyingly powerful, truly unfathomable, and utterly calm.