Fox Demon Cultivation Manual [ BL ]

Chapter 78

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The sun was shining brightly in Jinling today.

In Song Ci’s memory, Jinling was rarely this beautiful and relaxing. 

At this moment, Liang Yanbei was walking before him with his tied-up ink-black hair swaying gently. From time to time, he would stop, and Song Ci would see his face when he turned around.

“Ci~, hurry up.” Liang Yanbei urged him on. 

This child was truly annoying. As long as there was no outsider around, he would keep addressing him as Ci. 

As a matter of fact, few people would call him by his courtesy name. This was because his coming-of-age1 courtesy name2 ceremony was not grand. They did not even invite any guests to a banquet.

Of course, the more important thing was, he did not really have that many friends.

Song Ci scrunched up his eyebrows. “Liang Yanbei. Call me that again, and I’ll tell Uncle. We’ll see how he deals with you!” 

Liang Yanbei bared his mouth in a grin, “Even if you sent a letter of complaint to the capital, I’d have already left Jinling by the time my father hurries over.”

He added arrogantly. “I’m not afraid.”

“As expected, he’s loathsome…” Song Ci mumbled to himself. He did not understand why this younger cousin brother was so well-liked. It couldn’t be because he was good-looking, could it? Or was it because of his glib mouth?

He wasn’t adorable at all. 

“Liang Yanbei…” A familiar voice suddenly rang out before him. Song Ci jerked and raised his eyes for a look. 

And saw Wen Chan standing by the roadside before him. The latter was dressed in a light scarlet robe, with a warm smile on his pretty, fair face. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

“Oh, Chan…!” Song Ci could not help but feel like shedding tears. 

Wen Chan was still that same old Wen Chan. The years had left its marks on his body, making him look more sturdy and mature than before. But when he appeared before Song Ci, he was still that refined Ninth Highness with always a smile on his face.

This was the way he was the first time they met. And now, even after a few years, he was still the same. 

It was because of such a smile that Song Ci had, despite being an introvert who was not good at socializing, taken the initiative back then to walk over to Wen Chan and cupped his hands to pay his obeisances.

“Greeting to Your Ninth Highness. This humble one is Liang Shuhong.” 

He blinked hard and sized up Wen Chan, then said slowly, “Greetings to Your Ninth Highness. This humble one is Song Ci.” 

Wen Chan did not know whether to laugh or cry. “Why did you change your name?” 

Liang Yanbei said from the side, “Well, well, Elder Cousin Brother. You are the only child in your family. Be careful Uncle and Auntie doesn’t beat you up for acting so presumptuously.”3

Song Ci realized his slip of the tongue and coughed twice. “Well, for one wandering in the martial fraternity, names and the likes are all merely worldly possessions. Those aren’t important.”

Both of them burst out laughing at his “wandering in the martial fraternity”.

“But Your Ninth Highness, why are you in Jinling?” Song Ci quickly changed the subject.