Qin Chuan slept soundly. When he woke up, it was already dawn the next day. He opened his eyes and saw that he was alone in the room.
He didn't know when the woman had left.
He got up and checked his body. He was completely unharmed. His recovery ability made him smile.
As long as he didn't die on the spot, even the most serious injuries could slowly heal. This was Qin Chuan's terrifying physique.
He opened the door, and fresh air rushed in. Qin Chuan naturally closed his eyes and felt the flowing air.
This felt good. This time, he had come close to death. After all, if the woman had failed to rebuild her Dao foundation, they would have had almost no hope of survival.
Just as if the head steward would have died if the woman had succeeded in rebuilding her Dao foundation.
This time, the woman had passed a crucial stage. Her future achievements were limitless. After passing this hurdle, the future was almost smooth sailing.
There was a place upstairs for morning exercises. It wasn't spacious enough downstairs, but the upstairs was the woman's place, and it wouldn't be appropriate for her to go up there without a comrade.
Just then, the woman descended the stairs, bathed in the morning sunlight, which cast a soft golden glow upon her.
Her every step was like a golden flame, her bearing extraordinary, exuding an aura of power and elegance.
As she gracefully descended the stairs, she was the most divine woman Qin Chuan had ever seen; she was a true goddess.
Qin Chuan found himself mesmerized, and when he came to his senses, his face flushed slightly. He subtly averted his gaze.
The woman wore a faint smile, even a hint of amusement on her lips.
She even walked up to Qin Chuan, leaning forward slightly to look at him with a smile, which made Qin Chuan even more uneasy.
He didn't know why, but even now, he was definitely not thin-skinned. However, everyone has a thick skin to begin with; if one were thin-skinned, it meant they liked this woman but lacked confidence, feeling unworthy of her.
"Shy?" The woman's voice was magnetic and melodious, incredibly pleasant to hear.
At this moment, Qin Chuan, like any ordinary man, stubbornly retorted, "How could that be? What's there for a grown man like me to be shy about..."
"Is that so?" The woman took another half-step forward, bringing them even closer, her breath almost touching his face.
The faint, sweet fragrance made Qin Chuan even more uneasy, a fine layer of sweat forming on his brow as he unconsciously swallowed.
It wasn't lust; in fact, he hadn't looked at the woman when she approached, but her imposing presence made him uneasy, hence his reaction.
"Is it so hard to tell me you like me?" the woman said softly.
This sentence stunned Qin Chuan, but it also made him look up at her.
He hadn't expected the woman to be so bold this time, but thinking about it, he understood. After all, they had just experienced a life-or-death situation.
Only in life-or-death situations can one see through many things and undergo subtle changes, such as becoming bolder, and things that seemed unbelievable before now seeming ordinary.
For example, many people feel that if they could go back in time, they could win back the girl they missed before, and that's indeed true, because looking back now, things seem simple.
The woman was now enlightened, she had felt a lot, she knew what she should want, what she desired, what she cared about, and what she needed to let go of.
The woman still smiled at Qin Chuan, and seeing his dazed expression, her smile widened.
This smile was like the setting sun in winter, like a hundred flowers blooming in spring; in that instant, it was imprinted in Qin Chuan's mind.
"Saying I like you isn't hard, it's very simple, I can't even find a reason not to like you. Your beauty has reached a level that makes the pursuit of inner beauty pale in comparison," Qin Chuan said.
"Hmm, nice words, and then?" the woman asked.
"And then nothing, because I don't know what to do after saying I like you," Qin Chuan said helplessly, shrugging.
The woman was stunned and glared at Qin Chuan, annoyed: "Wooden blockhead!"
Qin Chuan smiled bitterly; he had become wooden, but he didn't know why. He definitely liked her; with that face and figure, few in the world wouldn't like her. Any normal man would like her.
But the woman's aura was too strong, so strong that Qin Chuan felt uneasy in her presence, a feeling that they weren't equals.
Love between a man and a woman must be built on equality; if it's unequal, it certainly won't last.
Of course, this is in theory. In reality, many forms of inequality exist. For example, men may have multiple wives and concubines, but this is due to the man's abilities.
This is inherently inequality, so women naturally have no status at home—that's the price.
The most important aspect of inequality is discomfort. Just like Qin Chuan now, he feels very restrained and unable to communicate peacefully with women, especially regarding the issue of attraction between men and women.
"Qin Chuan!"
"Hmm!" Qin Chuan followed her slowly upstairs.
"Someone will come in three days at most," the woman said.
"Hmm, you should be able to handle it now," Qin Chuan said after thinking for a moment.
Actually, Qin Chuan had considered many things. The woman's own strength was already terrifyingly powerful. Even if unexpected events occurred, Qin Chuan had his own enhancement and weakening abilities, so he shouldn't have any mishaps.
The woman wanted to say something but held back, finally speaking, "If we had died yesterday, would you hate me?"
"Why would I hate you?"
"I dragged you down with me. Are you afraid of dying?"
"Yes, I'm afraid of dying for no reason," Qin Chuan smiled.
"Was yesterday's death without reason? If we all died yesterday?" the woman said.
"No!"
"Why?"
"No reason!"
"Qin Chuan, I like you," the woman said softly, suddenly.
Qin Chuan was stunned. This goddess-like woman—even if he pursued her, he wouldn't know how, where to begin. They didn't even have any common ground.
Qin Chuan had spoken very little to her, barely even thinking about it. But fate is so unpredictable.
This happened so suddenly, so unexpectedly, leaving Qin Chuan speechless.
The woman looked at Qin Chuan, seemingly waiting for his words, his attitude, his gaze.
Qin Chuan had said he wouldn't go against his heart, but often words are meaningless; there are too many variables, and things change too quickly.
Qin Chuan truly hadn't imagined he'd have anything to do with this woman, but today, many things seemed so miraculous.
Qin Chuan stammered, utterly incoherent for the first time, unable to speak coherently. Most importantly, he didn't even know what he was trying to say.
Thank her for her affection? Or, "I like you too?"
What did he want?
"Um, I'm a little confused. Can I be quiet for a moment…" Qin Chuan looked at the woman awkwardly.