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Ni Chang wandered in the mansion's library, basking in the warm afternoon sunlight. Her fingertips lightly brushed the ancient books displayed on the shelves, each exuding the fragrance of time. Driven by curiosity, she randomly pulled out a worn book with a dusty cover, its pages emitting a faint yellowish sheen in the sunlight. The book was titled "Secrets of the Martial World," seemingly ordinary but containing the stories and secrets of the martial world.
Ni Chang was deeply drawn to the words in the book, flipping through each page with curiosity about the various extraordinary events recorded within. She couldn't help but think of Ye Ran, believing that as a person of the martial world, he must have some understanding of these stories.
When Ye Ran walked into the book depository and saw Ni Chang engrossed in reading "Secrets of the Martial World," he smiled faintly and walked lightly to her side. Ni Chang looked up at Ye Ran with excitement in her eyes and said, "Ran, you've come at just the right time. This book contains many stories of the martial world, and I want to know if these stories really exist."
Ye Ran took the book in his hand and flipped through it gently, his eyes revealing a hint of depth. "The martial world is vast, and it contains all sorts of wonders. These stories may be somewhat exaggerated, but behind every legend lies the truth of the martial world."
Ni Chang listened to Ye Ran's words with eager eyes: "Can you tell me these stories? Like the 'Nine Swordsmen' and the 'Plum Blossom Thief' mentioned in this book, did they really exist?"
Ye Ran nodded slightly, his tone carrying a hint of playfulness: "The Nine Swordsmen are a great legend in the martial arts world. It is said that they were all skilled in swordsmanship, and their abilities were astonishing, sweeping through the martial world with no one able to match them. As for the Plum Blossom Thief, she was a tragic and legendary female knight-errant, skilled in lightness kung fu and known for her chivalrous acts, earning her the renowned title of Plum Blossom Thief."
Ni Chang listened intently, her eyes shining with curiosity: "These characters are truly mysterious. Do you know their stories?"
Ye Ran smiled faintly, his tone tinged with a hint of playfulness: "Of course, but these stories are not suitable for a delicate young lady like you. There is too much bloodshed and hardship in these stories. Why don't we discuss the martial arts theories behind these martial arts secrets instead?"
Ni Chang was unwilling to accept it and raised her face, her eyes shining with determination: "No, I want to know the real jianghu, whether it's beautiful or cruel. The stories of jianghu should be both poetic and full of blood and fire."
Ye Ran couldn't help but feel Ni Chang's determination, he sighed and decided to share some lighthearted stories: "Alright, then I'll tell you some lighthearted stories from the jianghu. For example, there was once a martial arts master who loved drinking as if his life depended on it. He often passed out drunk in the streets, but whenever someone bullied him, he would display astonishing martial arts skills and defeat his opponent with a single move."
Ni Chang listened to these stories and a smile appeared on her face. She noticed that Ye Ran always had a lighthearted tone, but whenever he talked about the martial arts world, there was always a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
The candlelight in the study flickered, casting a reflection on the faces of Ye Ran and Ni Chang. There was a cunning look in Ye Ran's eyes, and a slight smirk played on his lips, revealing a hint of his rebellious nature - this was his signature expression.
"The stories in the martial arts world are rich and colorful, not only showcasing the prowess of martial arts masters, but also featuring countless interesting tales of extraordinary individuals." Ye Ran's voice echoed in the study, accompanied by his enigmatic expression, adding a touch of mystery to the entire story.
Ni Chang gently propped up her chin, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Her face bore the characteristic pride of nobility, but her eyes were as clear as water, revealing her inner innocence. "Then continue speaking. I want to hear what kind of extraordinary individuals you are talking about."
Ye Ran intentionally pursed his lips and said in a slightly provocative tone, "For example, in the martial arts world, there is a master named 'Drunken Sword Immortal.' He spends his days accompanied by wine, and in his drunken haze, his swordsmanship is unmatched. Once, a few foolish bandits attempted to rob him while he was drunk, only to be swiftly cut down by his sword, leaving onlookers in awe of his swift and mysterious swordplay."
Listening to these stories, Ni Chang couldn't help but show a hint of amusement in her eyes. She suddenly became curious about how this rascally Ye Ran knew these stories. However, she didn't ask, but simply listened quietly, letting Ye Ran's words float through the quiet study.
Ye Ran saw Ni Chang listening with fascination, and deliberately added some playful comments, often eliciting light laughter from Ni Chang. Although his words were straightforward, they always managed to inadvertently reveal his understanding and insights into the affairs of the martial world. At this moment, a hint of imperceptible tenderness could be seen in his eyes, as if hidden within this relaxed conversation was his concern for Ni Chang.
As the night grew darker, Ni Chang finally asked, " Ye Ran, how do you know so much about the martial world?"
Ye Ran smiled and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes: "That's the secret, Miss. The world is full of wonders. Perhaps one day, you will also become a legend in this world."
Ni Chang pouted and said discontentedly, "You are always like this, only saying half of it every time, leaving people puzzled."
Ye Ran couldn't help but laugh when he saw the situation, and Ni Chang laughed along. The two of them spent a quiet time in the study, with the candlelight flickering.
As the night grew darker, Ni Chang returned to her room under Ye Ran's escort. She lay on her bed, gazing at the ceiling, filled with endless imagination about the martial arts world. She thought about every look and every word from Ye Ran, trying to decipher the story behind this guard.
In another room, Ye Ran sat at the table, holding a cup of clear tea in his hand. His eyes were deep, as if recalling his past years in the martial arts world. Ni Chang's curiosity would bring more questions, but he also understood that some secrets could not be easily uncovered.
In the quiet of the night, the mansion was filled only with the sound of the gentle breeze blowing through the window curtains. Ni Chang roamed in her dreams in the passionate martial arts world, while Ye Ran quietly waited outside her dream, silently guarding her peace.
On this night, Ni Chang's dreams were particularly colorful, while Ye Ran's thoughts were especially deep. In this ancient mansion, they each held their own secrets and dreams, yet on this special night, they grew closer to each other.
As the days passed, Ni Chang's curiosity about the martial arts world and her understanding of Ye Ran continued to deepen. She began to be curious about Ye Ran's past, often asking him during their leisure time. Ye Ran always spoke vaguely, using various words to change the subject, but Ni Chang's curiosity grew like wild grass, becoming more and more vigorous.
One day, Ni Chang once again flipped through "The Secrets of the Martial World," and suddenly brought up a question: "Ran, you know so much about these martial world legends, is your past also related to these stories?"
Ran's eyes flickered slightly, he fell silent for a moment, then jokingly replied, "I'm just an ordinary guard, how could my past be related to those legendary figures? Miss, your imagination is truly rich."
Ni Chang did not easily let it go. Her eyes were firm, as if trying to find the answer from Ye Ran's eyes: "But I always feel that there is a secret about you that is unknown to others. Your swordsmanship, your gaze, are not like those of ordinary people."
Ye Ran's expression was somewhat complicated. He stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the distant mountains, deeply sighing: "In the vast world of rivers and lakes, the human heart is inscrutable. Miss, knowing too much about certain things may not necessarily be a good thing. You should focus more on your music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. That is the world that suits you."
Ni Chang looked at Ye Ran's back, feeling a inexplicable sense of sadness. Ye Ran's past must be full of twists and turns, but she also understands that some secrets need time to be slowly revealed.
In the days that followed, Ni Chang no longer asked about Ye Ran's past, but instead turned her attention to learning and the arts. Her skills in playing the zither improved day by day, and her painting became more skillful. Ye Ran often watched quietly from the side, occasionally giving guidance, and the atmosphere between them became more harmonious.
However, Ni Chang always harbored a curiosity about Ye Ran. She would often sit alone by the window in the quiet of the night, gazing at the stars, pondering Ye Ran's past and his mysterious identity.
Under the moonlight, Ye Ran stood alone on the roof of the mansion, his eyes gazing into the distance, his heart in turmoil. He knew he couldn't hide his past forever, and one day, everything would come to light. But until that day arrived, he was determined to protect Ni Chang and keep her from being entangled in his tumultuous history.
The gentle night breeze brushed by as Ye Ran slowly closed his eyes, his heart filled with concern and reluctance for Ni Chang. Meanwhile, in another corner of the mansion, Ni Chang was also thinking about Ye Ran. Two hearts drew closer to each other in silence, yet kept their distance due to a secret.
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