Du Juan fell silent upon hearing those words, staring at the dejected lady, not knowing how to console her.
While Du Juan was at a loss for what to do, she suddenly felt a tap on her shoulder from behind. Turning her head, her eyes widened in shock, "Chen~"
Chen Jie made a gesture for silence. At this moment, Du Juan stared at him with wide eyes, her face full of disbelief, Grandpa Chen, how did you get here!
Chen Jie gestured for her to leave.
Du Juan immediately nodded and quietly left the room. Then, standing at the doorway, Chen Jie saw Huang Wan’er, her hands on her stomach, standing in front of the bed, staring blankly out of the window.
Chen Jie slowly walked over and wrapped his arms around Huang Wan’er’s waist from behind.
Suddenly embraced from behind, Huang Wan’er’s body tensed up at first, but then she felt the strong hands, smelled the familiar scent of the man behind her, and her eyes suddenly moistened.
However, the strong-willed woman did not cry.
"You, how did you get here?"
Huang Wan’er’s voice was slightly choked up. Chen Jie leaned close to her ear and said, "I came to see my child and the child’s mother!"
Saying this, Chen Jie’s large hand grasped Huang Wan’er’s small hand and placed it on her not-yet-swollen belly.
Huang Wan’er blushed, a feeling of unprecedented happiness enveloping her, a sensation she had never experienced before.
The madness in Jixiang Temple had been joyful, but Huang Wan’er knew that it was merely physical satisfaction.
Now, she was truly feeling warmth from the soul, melting into Chen Jie’s gentleness.
"Mr. Chen, how did you get here? Nan Batian’s people said they were going to capture you, saying that you colluded with the demon people of Zoroastrianism and are planning a rebellion!"
Huang Wan’er curiously asked Chen Jie.
Chen Jie replied, "I did it on purpose."
"You set a trap for him?"
Chen Jie said, "Yes, and it’s a series of traps. I won’t go into detail about it. By the way, do you have anything to take with you? Let’s go, I’ll take you away!"
Huang Wan’er was startled, then turned around and looked at Chen Jie, "Where are you taking me?"
Hearing the word ’home,’ Huang Wan’er was visibly moved, but then she quickly spoke, "No, Mr. Chen, I can’t go home with you. If Nan Batian finds out you rescued me, he will definitely go crazy. Wait a moment~"
Saying this, Huang Wan’er turned and walked to her dressing table, quickly pulling out a makeup box.
Then, at the very bottom of the makeup box, there was actually a hidden compartment. She quickly pulled out several pages, all handwritten. She then handed them to Chen Jie, saying, "These are the Mystic Ice Power techniques I secretly copied from Nan Batian. Take them with you, Mr. Chen, you should leave quickly; he will return soon, and then you won’t be able to leave!"
Chen Jie took the documents. They contained a beautifully transcribed cultivation technique, exactly Nan Batian’s most powerful skill, "Mystic Ice Power."
However, the technique seemed incomplete. Huang Wan’er said, "I was in a rush when I copied it; I missed the last two pages, only managing to copy two titles."
Chen Jie saw the titles written: [Burst Technique] and the last Chapter [Supplemental Medicine Chapter].
Chen Jie frowned, the Burst Technique, as the name suggests, seemed to be a method to bring one’s skill well beyond a normal state. As for the Supplemental Medicine Chapter, Chen Jie suspected it might involve some elixirs required to cultivate this technique.
Nevertheless, this was enough. Chen Jie had no plans to practice Nan Batian’s Mystic Ice Power. After all, the side effects of practicing this Martial Arts were too severe, and one could easily lose their humanity.
Chen Jie did not dare take the risk, especially since he had Wan’er, and Huang Wan’er, two great beauties by his side. Losing his humanity would be a total loss.
Still, this "Mystic Ice Power" was very valuable, providing insight into Nan Batian’s energy flowing principles, thus allowing him to understand his opponent better, to ensure he could "know the enemy and know himself, and never be in peril!"
Thinking this, Chen Jie carefully stored the secret manual and then said to Huang Wan’er, "Wan’er, thank you."
Huang Wan’er looked at Chen Jie, "I promised you."
Chen Jie looked at her, "But I said it would be settled by personal service, what if I pay you back now?"
Huang Wan’er glared at him, "Are you mad? This is Nan Mansion; if Nan Batian returns, we, we’re finished!"
Chen Jie responded, "Don’t worry, he won’t be coming back."
Somewhere in a graveyard, under the protection of several younger brothers from the Fishing Guild, Nan Batian sneezed loudly and said peculiarly, "Who’s talking about me?"
Huang Wan’er still insisted, "No, I’m pregnant."
At that moment, Chen Jie said, "The first few months are okay."
Huang Wan’er immediately stopped Chen Jie, "No means no."
Seeing how anxious Huang Wan’er was, Chen Jie stopped teasing her and simply said, "Alright, it’s almost time to talk. Let’s go, Wan’er, I’ll take you out of here."
Huang Wan’er shook her head, "Where are you taking me?"
"White Tiger Hall, to my side."
Huang Wan’er said, "Mr. Chen, I can go with you, but I don’t want to go to White Tiger Hall, at least not now!"
Chen Jie looked at her, and Huang Wan’er explained, "Nan Batian is very paranoid. If he returns and doesn’t find me and then discovers I went to your White Tiger Hall, he will go insane. When he seeks you out desperately, it will be very troublesome for you."
Chen Jie replied, "I’m prepared, I’m ready to confront him head-on."
Huang Wan’er said, "I don’t want you to confront him because of me; I don’t want to be a burden to you, do you understand?"