Chapter 40: Once Again, Qing Long Ascends

  Zhang Xuan didn't know what the few of them had experienced in the snake mound, so he thought Xia Yu Fei didn't believe him and began to explain in detail: "The local legend says that the ship was carrying porcelain out of the country back then - but the specific year is unclear - it's said that when it set sail, the weather was still fine and sunny, but when it got here, it inexplicably encountered a storm and sank. The old folks all say that the ship was carrying a green dragon, and the heavens couldn't bear them taking the green dragon out of the country, so they let it stay here forever."

  Zhang Xuan said this at the time, completely as a story to be told. If it were placed a month ago, Xiaoyan would also have been like that, thinking that it was just an ordinary local legend. But after she personally experienced the Snake Mound and even had a specific example of the legend right next to her, she couldn't help but not forget this story after hearing it.

  "How long has this legend been passed down?" Xiaoyan's slender fingers unconsciously tapped on the table, and her pale skin was a bit dazzling in the morning sunlight. "It's definitely impossible to determine the exact time, just go by your own estimate."

  "Even if you say so, I have no way to give you an exact time." Zhang Xuan said he was really helpless. "It's been passed down from ancestors, even 70 or 80-year-old elderly people are saying the same thing. But after all, it's just a legend."

  "But what I'm looking for... might actually be on that ship." Xiaoyan smiled slightly and stood up, "Let's go back and discuss how to proceed. Tonight, I'll ask the guide again."

  Zhang Xuan followed her out and asked in puzzlement: "What are you looking for after all?"

  Xia Yifei put his hands in his pockets and smiled: "Looking for Qing Long?"

  Seeing her like this, Zhang Xuan thought she was just joking. But Xia Yu Fei's words were actually true.

  But if I say it out loud, absolutely no one will believe me, and Xiaoyanfei has been aware of this from the very beginning.

  This may also be one of the reasons why she dared to say what she was looking for.

  When taking the elevator, Xiaoyan said she was going to smoke another cigarette and didn't go up with Zhang Xuan, but in the end, she didn't go to smoke. Instead, she lowered her head, hugged her chest with both hands, and leaned against a certain hidden corner to think.

  After a jumbled and confused train of thought, she suddenly fixed her gaze on her own hands, these hands that had been stained with too much blood and the smell of copper, even though they looked clean and white now, couldn't conceal everything they had once been stained with.

  Lan Ruoxue said to her that night, "How do you know you can't grasp what you want if you don't even try?"

  But these hands... what right does she have to grasp, to embrace?

  Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh again, muttering to herself: "Xia Yu Fei, have you been influenced by Lan Ruo Xue?"

  How could this be the same Xia Yu Fei who was once so carefree and innocent, yet so notorious on the streets?

  If you want it, go get it; if you can't get it, it's because your skills are not good enough, don't blame others, and even more so, don't blame heaven and earth.

  This is what her father had always told her since she was a little girl.

  And now is not the time to think twice about these things, everything is clear-cut under the current circumstances, more so than any choice she had ever made before.

  Either be born or die.

  What will you choose? She asked herself in her heart.

  "Of course I will live on."