The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!

The always cold and indifferent Law Enforcement Elder Yan Xiaoru's face had turned a deep shade of red.

Her eyes were filled with extreme panic as she stared at Li Muyang, the blush spreading to the roots of her ears.

"You're spouting nonsense!"

Elder Yan angrily retorted, "Who likes you? Li Muyang, have you lost your mind?"

Yet Li Muyang ignored Elder Yan's fury, continuing on his own accord.

"In fact, I started to vaguely feel it from the beginning, but I couldn't be certain."

"I read about a psychological phenomenon in a book called the 'misattribution of arousal'. It essentially means that during a crisis or at the brink of death, accelerated heartbeats can lead men and women in such situations to misinterpret these sensations as feelings of love, which could result in them falling for each other."

"Back then, during our time in the Demon Sword City's secret realm, I vaguely sensed something, but didn't dare to think too deeply about it."

"After all, I was just a lowly Outer Sect Disciple, holding a status akin to a dog's within the Refinement Demon Sect."

"And you were a lofty Law Enforcement Elder, not someone from my world."

"Plus, the false love borne out of the 'misattribution of arousal' effect is likely to fade with the passing of time."

"So I had always been avoiding it, and I've been observing."

"The various events that have unfolded over these past six months, especially those in Tianjiao City, confirmed it for me."

Li Muyang spoke softly, his gaze sincere as he looked into Yan Xiaoru's eyes, saying, "Yan Xiaoru, you like me."

"Although you won't admit it, and you're even avoiding it, you do indeed like me."

"This isn't the false love created under the effect of misattributed arousal, but rather an emotion that not only hasn't diminished after half a year but has grown even more intense."

"It was only after I confirmed this that I dared to be open with you at this moment."

Li Muyang said, "Now, in this tent, there are just the two of us, with no one else present. What we say here will not be heard by others."

"With that being the case, why do you still hide and shy away?"

"Where is the decisiveness of an Enforcement Elder? Why are you being so coy and evasive, like an immature child?"

The words of Li Muyang left Yan Xiaoru staring in shock.

But she was no longer angry; instead, she gradually calmed down.

"You say you're certain that I like you... fine! Then, tell me, how did you ascertain that I like you? Where is your evidence?"

"Is it because of the Qiankun Ring I gifted you, or promoting you to an Inner Sect Disciple? Or perhaps bringing you to Tianjiao City?"

Yan Xiaoru's face was a picture of cold indifference, clearly implying that none of these counted for anything and that Li Muyang was deluding himself.

Faced with her stubborn and desperate struggle, a helpless smile appeared on the corners of Li Muyang's mouth.

"Elder Yan, oh Elder Yan..."

Seeing that Yan Xiaoru still refused to admit it, Li Muyang sighed.

He sighed and said, "You forced this from me."

After saying this, Li Muyang stepped back and, under Yan Xiaoru's wary and perplexed gaze, bowed deeply to her.

Just as Yan Xiaoru felt bewildered and at a complete loss, the bowing Li Muyang respectfully addressed her,

"Junior Li Muyang pays respects to Senior Youming."

In that instant, Yan Xiaoru's mind went blank.

She was completely frozen, her cheeks continuously flushed with waves of embarrassing red.

Yet there she sat, stunned, unable to utter a single word.

Even her gaze became vacant and distant, as if her soul had drifted far away and her entire brain had emptied.

Seeing that Yan Xiaoru gave no response, Li Muyang thought for a moment and called out again.

"Senior Youming..."

However, Li Muyang's words seemed to carry the magic of an incantation.

The previously motionless Yan Xiaoru sitting on a stool was suddenly startled awake.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Don't say it, don't say any more!"

Yan Xiaoru's face flushed with embarrassment as she firmly covered her face and buried her head in her knees, trembling uncontrollably as if she was about to cry.

"When did you find out!"

The woman let out a cry tinged with sobs.

Seeing her intense reaction, Li Muyang almost burst out laughing.

But considering that if he laughed out loud in this situation, Yan Xiaoru might end up fighting him to the death.

So Li Muyang forcefully restrained his smile and tried hard to make a serious and sincere expression, thinking of the most tragic things of this life and the previous one, before finally stabilizing his tone.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Hmm… actually, I noticed from the beginning."

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Li Muyang spoke earnestly, "But I never exposed it because I feared that after revealing it, Elder Yan, you might never come to see me again, and you might even banish me far away, never to return to the Enforcement Hall."

"And I wouldn't be able to buy you the snacks you like to eat anymore."

Li Muyang's tone was sincere and calm, with no trace of teasing.

Such sincere tones finally reduced Yan Xiaoru's embarrassment.

She covered her face and kept her head down, still not daring to look at Li Muyang.

But her voice finally steadied.

"You… so you knew it was me from the beginning, that's why you bought so many snacks I like for me."

"Because during the time in the Demon Sword City secret realm, I told you I liked eating snacks…"

Wuu…

Yan Xiaoru covered her face, feeling as though she was about to die of embarrassment.

The feeling of extreme embarrassment spread through her entire body.

She felt her whole body heating up.

Wuuuu… How could I be so foolish! He brought snacks every night, how could I not see the obvious signal!

What normal person would bring snacks to a mysterious senior who passes on skills!

Wuuuu…

At this moment, Yan Xiaoru wished she could travel back in time and slap her past self who had been too clever for her own good.

I can't face anyone.

This time I really can't face anyone!

Yan Xiaoru's ears turned red with embarrassment, as if she desperately wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

With this deadly strike from Li Muyang, the woman's self-maintaining psychological defenses were breached, and she could no longer pretend to be a high and mighty elder.

Looking at the woman in such a state, Li Muyang sighed, "So, Elder Yan, can we have an open and honest conversation now?"

After Li Muyang finished speaking, the woman who had buried her head suddenly raised it, glaring at him with flushed cheeks.

"Don't call me Elder Yan!"

Yan Xiaoru, both embarrassed and angry, her eyes filled with misty tears, exclaimed, "How dare you treat me this way, do you still see me as an elder of the Demon Sect?!"

As she spoke, tears began to fall.

Seeing this, Li Muyang was stunned.

"Uh… Elder Yan?"

He hadn't expected the Elder of the Demon Sect to actually cry.

Li Muyang instinctively took a step forward but immediately stopped, unsure if he should do anything at this point or if it would aggravate Yan Xiaoru.

But the woman glared at him defiantly, grabbed his hand, and pulled it to her face, angrily saying, "I'm crying! Won't you wipe my tears for me?"

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The woman glaring up, the man surprised with hand raised, the pelting wind and rain outside the tent…

This scene was forever etched into Li Muyang's memory.