Yaoqing.
Afterward, Leon and Feixiao strolled around some more. During this time, Feixiao paid out of her own pocket to have a set of Xianzhou-style clothes made for March 7th, to be used as a training uniform. Leon thought for a moment, and under Feixiao's puzzled gaze, he also paid for a set himself.
"What are you doing?" Feixiao had asked at the time.
"Getting an extra one as a spare," he had replied.
Feixiao gave him a strange look, then rushed to pay for it. Luckily, he was quick enough to have her scan his own payment code.
After dropping the two of them off at the residence arranged by Yueyu, Feixiao said to him, "On the day of the finals, come and watch. Come and witness the first step I take to catch up to you."
Feixiao knew he wasn't interested in the squabbles between the weak.
"I won't insist you come at other times. That would be boring."
She also felt it wasn't necessary for him to attend every match. That way, the element of surprise would be greatly diminished.
"Alright." Leon nodded.
March 7th was competing, so he had to go anyway. What if she accidentally lost control?
Feixiao giggled, waved goodbye to him, then turned and ran off.
'Given time, she might even be able to pursue that supreme realm.'
Leon watched her departing figure, acknowledging her effort and talent.
Feixiao was a good person, and her stats were pretty good too. Not to mention, she was striving for the position of Arbiter-General, proactively seeking ways to improve herself, and all her insights were aimed at soaking up every bit of knowledge to enhance her own strength.
You couldn't say she wasn't impressive, could you?
"It's just that she requires too much micromanagement," a point he didn't particularly like.
Alas, a "wheelchair" character like Changyeyue is a mountain she'll never be able to surmount in her lifetime.
With this thought in mind, Leon said nothing. He just turned and walked toward the magnificent courtyard behind him, ready to see if March 7th had finished changing.
Once she's changed, it's time to start sword practice.
He walked into the courtyard.
There stood a graceful, pink-haired beautiful girl dressed in Xianzhou attire. She held two longswords, striking what she thought was a cool pose.
If he had to describe his first impression, it would probably be the "junior sister" from a sect in those wuxia picture books. Leon thought to himself, not bothering to hide his scrutinizing gaze.
From top to bottom, from head to toe.
He took in March 7th's entire outfit.
When his gaze finally landed on the pair of white, over-the-knee socks on her legs, Leon's eyes lingered for a moment.
They were an asymmetrical pair of thigh-highs, the right one short and the left one long.
The right one barely went over the knee, while the left one reached the top of her thigh.
They couldn't even be called a pair.
Because the left one was a garter stocking, while only the single one on the right leg was a proper over-the-knee sock.
A strange combination, was all Leon could say.
And the designer must be some kind of sicko.
To correspond with the black, V-shaped garter belt, they embroidered a peach blossom design along the contour of the kneecap on the over-the-knee sock.
Making the asymmetrical design reveal a subtle symmetry.
But Leon had to admit, it really looked good. There was nothing to criticize.
But good-looking was one thing.
Whoever could design such an outfit, even if not a god, was definitely a master. He approved.
"Leon?"
March 7th, seeing him standing there motionless, called out in confusion.
Hearing her voice, Leon snapped out of his thoughts. At the same time, he withdrew his gaze from her legs.
Sorry, occupational hazard. We who play four-character tower defense games have a habit of staring at legs.
Bro, your bunny legs are so hot, I want to break your spine :jpg
"Does Leon like this outfit a lot?"
March 7th noticed his strange behavior and asked after glancing down at herself.
Leon didn't deny it and nodded.
"But you're a natural model; you look good in anything."
March 7th noticed his subtle gaze still occasionally drifting to her lower body and said softly, pouting slightly. Her pretty little face still held an innocent expression, looking as if she only half-understood everything, yet she uttered words that could tempt one to commit a crime.
Of course, this was limited to the words themselves.
From her tone, it was clear that March 7th held no ulterior motives. She was showing him the purest, most genuine goodwill.
To put it bluntly, like Feixiao, she didn't understand the meaning of "proper distance between men and women."
Feixiao knew, but completely disregarded it.
As for March 7th, this was only with him.
Thanks to his painstaking and heartfelt guidance, she remained highly guarded around strangers.
And for his part, it was because their proximity in their daily interactions had become too close.
Having long grown accustomed to it, they naturally no longer held any reservations toward each other.
To put it simply.
If Feixiao accepted and didn't mind her 'bro' doing certain things, then March 7th felt that, given their relationship, it was perfectly natural for them to do these things.
They had been through so much together, so what was the big deal about touching a leg?
Not a big deal at all!
March 7th spoke softly, her eyes blinking as she subconsciously used a respectful title.
She didn't know why either.
But her girlish sixth sense told her that now was the time to use that form of address with him.
Leon was silent.
Facts proved that humans were creatures with an extremely strong capacity for learning. Just like now, he hadn't taught her, and neither had anyone else.
Yet March 7th had learned on her own to add the honorific "Master" when addressing someone in a teaching role.
Looking at her clear, innocent appearance, her "do as you please" attitude...
For no reason, Leon suddenly recalled a warning Fu Xuan had given him not long ago.
"Taking advantage of an innocent is a crime."
Leon chuckled, not giving any answer to her previous question.
He didn't say a word, just quietly stepped forward.
After coming to stand before her, he bent down slightly.
Then, he reached for her thigh, as if about to make a move.
"Don't let your legs tremble. Straighten your back."
Leon's broad palm roamed freely over her thigh as he helped correct her sword stance, while at the same time chiding her for her improper form.
March 7th let out a soft cry, followed by a heartfelt complaint.
"Why do I have to practice stance-holding for sword training?"
"What's wrong with that?"
Leon's expression said it all, telling her to talk less and just hold her stance properly.
But to be fair, this was the first time March 7th had shown any negative emotions.
Indeed, when it came to learning. Whether it was practical skills or pure knowledge, as long as one wasn't a genius, they would inevitably find the process tedious.
Leon was quite gratified by this.
He believed people should have all four emotions—joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Lacking any one of them meant you couldn't be considered a true person.
"Why don't you have to hold a stance, Master?"
March 7th protested, "I want to learn what you do!"
"What's the use of just saying you want to learn?"
Leon's expression said, "If you were capable of learning it, you would have already."
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