Chapter 7: Nalan Dijiu, the Girl in the Dream

This time, just as Bai Li Jin was about to climb ashore, she was forcefully dragged back into the foul water by Bai Li Gui once again.

With a loud splash, Bai Li Jin’s entire body plunged into the sewage pond. The filthy, stinking water gushed mercilessly into her mouth.

Heh.

Seated leisurely among the bushes, Bai Li Tianchang watched the spectacle through the gaps in the leaves, a cold sneer curling on her lips.

Let this serve as a warning for you!

What’s coming for you in the future will be far worse than this!

On the highest rooftop of the general’s residence, Na Lan Dijiu, who had been half-reclining for some time, sat up as soon as he spotted Bai Li Tianchang appear in the back garden.

He fixed his gaze upon Bai Li Tianchang, his eyes gradually growing hazy and distant.

Last night’s dream replayed vividly in his mind: the black swallowtail butterfly, that woman in the ocean whose face he could not fully see, save for the mark of a black swallowtail butterfly on the left side of her face—she truly did exist in this world!

Na Lan Dijiu’s eyes burned with intensity as he followed Bai Li Tianchang’s every move.

With the keen senses of a mercenary, Bai Li Tianchang immediately detected Na Lan Dijiu’s gaze upon her.

She lifted her face and squinted. The sunlight was dazzling, but she still managed to make out Na Lan Dijiu’s meaning-laden stare.

She had not expected to be discovered!

Bai Li Tianchang swiftly raised her hand, and a hidden weapon shot from her sleeve.

Did he intend to silence her?

Na Lan Dijiu reached out effortlessly and caught the weapon that Bai Li Tianchang had hurled at him.

Damn it!

She had run into a true master!

Watching Bai Li Tianchang’s expression, a stunning smile broke across Na Lan Dijiu’s face, usually as cold and unyielding as a glacier sealed for a thousand years.

He even dares to mock me?

Bai Li Tianchang seethed inwardly with hatred.

Seeing the fury in Bai Li Tianchang’s eyes, Na Lan Dijiu couldn’t help but feel a surge of pity.

He was hardly the masochistic sort—far from it. Yet for reasons he could not fathom, seeing Bai Li Tianchang look at him like that tugged at his heartstrings.

This little woman, even when angry, was so irresistibly adorable! He couldn’t help but want to pull her into his arms and coax her until she smiled again.

Moved by this fleeting impulse, Na Lan Dijiu’s white robe flashed as he extended his long arm, drawing Bai Li Tianchang into his embrace.

By the time Bai Li Tianchang regained her senses, she found herself on the highest rooftop of the general’s residence, leaning into someone’s arms.

It was the very man she had just tried to assassinate with her hidden weapon!

“My Dream Lady, I’ve finally found you,” Na Lan Dijiu said involuntarily.

“Dream Lady? Is there a Dream Gentleman as well?” Bai Li Tianchang couldn’t help but mock him.

“But of course! I am your Dream Gentleman,” Na Lan Dijiu replied gleefully.

Do you think you’re acting out some martial arts drama?

Bai Li Tianchang frowned in disdain.

“What’s wrong—don’t like Dream Lady? How about Dream Fairy?” Na Lan Dijiu, noticing her displeasure, tried other names: “Dream Maiden? Little Dream Sprite? Little Butterfly Dream? Butterfly Little Dream? Little Dreamy?”

“Enough! Since you’ve found me, do as you wish—kill me or spare me, it’s up to you! But if you’re a true hero, you’ll wait until my strength matches yours before you try to take my life!”

Just give her time—when that day comes, who kills whom may yet be undecided!