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Chapter 31 - A Late-Night Meeting, Mistakenly Recognize the Master’s Wife

Chapter 31: A Late-Night Meeting, Mistakenly Recognize the Master’s Wife

Linghu Chong returned to his residence and changed his clothes; now all he needed to do was quietly wait.

Now it was time to find Yue Lingshan—they had already agreed earlier in the day to meet tonight.

Peach Blossom Grove.

When Linghu Chong arrived, he saw a graceful silhouette sitting in the pavilion, her back facing him as she leaned against a pillar, gazing up at the bright full moon in the sky.

He hadn’t expected Yue Lingshan to arrive first. A smile played at the corners of his lips, his eyes flickered with mischief, and then he silently approached her from behind.

He gently covered her eyes with his hands and leaned close to her ear, whispering softly: “Guess who I am?”

The delicate figure in his arms trembled slightly, but didn’t respond.

Thinking she was shy, Linghu Chong decided to tease her a bit more. He blew a warm breath beside her ear and said: “Little junior sister, can’t you even recognize your senior brother’s voice?”

The figure in his arms suddenly shook violently, then let out a sharp exclamation: “Chong’er, it’s me!”

“What the hell?!”

Linghu Chong jumped in fright, springing back instantly and staring in horror: “Master’s wife?!”

Ning Zhongze stood up from the seat and turned around. Her graceful and stunning face was flushed red, and the blush spread all the way to her ears. She stared at Linghu Chong, her expression full of shame and anger.

Linghu Chong gave an awkward smile—he had really made a huge blunder. He asked, “Master’s wife, how come you’re here?”

Ning Zhongze glared at him and said, “What, am I not allowed to be here?”

Linghu Chong quickly waved his hands: “No, no!”

“You unfilial disciple, can’t even recognize your own master’s wife?”

Ning Zhongze was furious—not because Linghu Chong came here for a secret tryst with her daughter, but because he actually mistook her for her daughter.

After seeing her for so long, and still unable to tell her apart by her figure? Unforgivable.

Linghu Chong’s head was spinning, cold sweat pouring from his forehead. He said nervously, “It’s not that, Master’s wife, I didn’t expect it to be you… It’s so late, and dark too, I… I, I…”

He stammered, not knowing what to say.

Ning Zhongze’s anger eased slightly upon hearing his explanation. With a soft humph, she said: “Whether I rest or not, is it any of your business? But you, what are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?”

She was pretending not to know.

“I… I came to look at the moon!”

Linghu Chong struggled for a long time and finally came up with this line.

After saying it, he guiltily looked up at the moon in the sky.

“Look at the moon, my foot! You came up and hugged me—what moon are you even talking about?”

Ning Zhongze directly exposed his lie.

Linghu Chong was stunned. Just as he was speechless…

Yue Lingshan walked into the Peach Blossom Grove, called out to him and said, “Senior brother!”

Seeing her, Linghu Chong was overjoyed: “Little junior sister!”

He quickly walked over to Yue Lingshan and pulled her aside, whispering in her ear: “Little junior sister, where were you? Why are you only here now?”

Yue Lingshan felt a little guilty too and replied: “Senior brother, my mother and I arrived long ago. I went outside the courtyard to wait for you and was going to stop you… I didn’t expect you to already be inside.”

“How did you get in? I didn’t see you.”

Linghu Chong suddenly realized—damn, he hadn’t used the entrance.

“Junior sister, I didn’t use the main path.”

He looked regretful—he had flown in.

“This…” Yue Lingshan was speechless, then said: “You didn’t do anything to my mother, did you? She seems a little angry.”

Linghu Chong shook his head and said: “No… no, I didn’t.”

Just then, Ning Zhongze interrupted their whispered conversation: “Shan’er, let’s go, it’s late—why aren’t you sleeping? What are you doing looking at the moon?”

“Ah???”

Yue Lingshan froze—she had just met Linghu Chong, and now she was being called away?

“Ah what? Come with me!”

As she spoke, Ning Zhongze slowly walked toward them.

Yue Lingshan pouted and said: “Mother, can I…”

But before she could finish, she was cut off by Ning Zhongze: “No. Let’s go.”

She left no room for discussion.

Ning Zhongze’s aura was overwhelming, intimidating both Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan looked at Linghu Chong with a pitiful and reluctant expression and gave a soft “Oh.”

Linghu Chong responded with a gentle, reassuring smile—it looked like they would have to meet another day.

Ning Zhongze reached their side, cast a glance at Linghu Chong, then looked at Yue Lingshan and said: “Let’s go!”

With that, she turned her head with pride and stepped away, not giving the two of them even a sliver of opportunity.

Linghu Chong wasn’t sure if he was seeing things, but he seemed to detect a sense of satisfaction and triumph in Ning Zhongze’s eyes, like she had just gotten her revenge.

Yue Lingshan looked at Linghu Chong with a mix of grievance and reluctance and said: “Senior brother, I’m leaving now!”

Linghu Chong nodded and said: “It’s all right, junior sister. We’ll have time in the future!”

That made Yue Lingshan feel a bit better. She turned and walked away, glancing back at every step.

Seeing this, Linghu Chong was unwilling to let her go. He looked at Ning Zhongze’s back—she hadn’t turned around—and suddenly reached out and pulled Yue Lingshan back.

As Yue Lingshan looked at him in surprise, Linghu Chong leaned down toward her rosy, flower-petal lips.

Ning Zhongze seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around—only to see the two of them smiling as they separated.

She shot them a dangerous glare and said, “Shan’er! Why are you standing there? Hurry up and go!”

Yue Lingshan’s face was full of joy and sweetness as she cheerfully said, “Coming! I’m leaving, senior brother.”

“Go on!”

Linghu Chong gently licked his lips, a charming and handsome smile appearing on his face.

Yue Lingshan left, overjoyed.

Linghu Chong watched them go, his gaze falling on Ning Zhongze’s curvaceous figure—especially that full, peach-shaped backside—swaying just right. He waved and said: “Take care, Master’s wife!”

Hearing that, Ning Zhongze’s body trembled slightly. She paused for a moment, then continued walking.

After they had both left, Linghu Chong let out a sigh and also returned to rest. He still had to train in the morning.

The night passed without incident.

At dawn, the sky was a deep, inky blue.

“Cock-a-doodle-doo!”

A rooster’s crow broke the silence, heralding a new day.

Linghu Chong woke from his sleep—it was probably around 4:30 a.m.

He got out of bed, washed up a bit, and embarked once again on his path of arduous cultivation.

Because he had removed his weighted gear last night, he planned to double the weight today—carrying 100 kilograms to climb the Cliff of Reflection.

Once everything was ready, Linghu Chong charged toward the Cliff of Reflection.

After dawn, Lao Denuo returned to Mount Hua before morning class. He had already delivered the message and now awaited the Songshan Sect’s response.

But now that he was back at Mount Hua, Lao Denuo was filled with anxiety and unease—his identity as an undercover spy had been discovered.

But the other party hadn’t exposed him immediately—they had other intentions. This blackmail might just be a test.

And so, time quietly slipped by in this dull, uneventful way.

Linghu Chong spent each day doing the same thing—either training hard, or on his way to training.