Since it was already decided to return to Chen Fan’s parents’ planet tomorrow, today’s matters couldn’t be delayed.

After chatting for a while, Su Han arrived at Ren Qinghuan’s boudoir.

"Senior Brother Su?"

Seeing Su Han’s arrival, the guards couldn’t help but show looks of surprise and delight.

Su Han quickly made a gesture, indicating them to stay quiet.

Just at that moment, Ren Qinghuan’s cold voice came from inside the room.

"What’s the point of hiding? It’s not like anyone doesn’t know you’re here."

Su Han’s face turned dark instantly, and he said, "Ren Qinghuan, I honestly think you’re so dull..."

The room immediately fell silent.

This was the first time Su Han had directly called her name.

The guards also understood and smiled, making way for Su Han.

Su Han walked through, opened the door, and stepped inside.

At a glance, he saw the cold yet stunning figure, standing with hands behind her back at the table, her perfect silhouette showcasing brilliantly.

"What’s wrong? Too embarrassed to face anyone?"

Su Han walked up to Ren Qinghuan, leaned forward and looked at her, feigning dissatisfaction, "This is a very poor manner of hospitality; at least look at me head-on!"

"You’re full of quirks!"

Ren Qinghuan glared at Su Han, the noble iciness fading considerably at that moment.

Su Han smiled, about to speak again, but suddenly noticed the table in front of him.

The table was laden with various dishes, their aroma enticing and mouthwatering.

Having focused on Ren Qinghuan before, Su Han hadn’t noticed these dishes.

Seeing them now, he froze for a moment, somewhat dazed.

Dishes...

What a distant term!

No, dishes are not distant; Su Han and Chen Fan just had some.

It should be said that dishes personally cooked by a woman... that’s the distant term!

From rebirth till now, even counting the time inside the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, hundreds of years have passed.

Yet, not even Xiao Yuhui, Xiao Yuran, Yun Qianqian, or Nangong Yu have made a meal for Su Han.

It seems only Spirit Crystals, Pills, and Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid are Su Han’s true ’food’.

A cultivator personally cooking is rather peculiar...

"Did you make this yourself?"

Before Ren Qinghuan could answer, Su Han sat down unceremoniously, picked up a piece of meat, and took a big bite.

"Hmm, it tastes really good!"

"Not as good as your foursome cook." Ren Qinghuan retorted, sitting opposite Su Han, "Besides, didn’t you just eat? Stop pretending; you’re already full."

After swallowing his food, Su Han said, "Actually, I don’t have much interest in women, but do you know why I like teasing you?"

Ren Qinghuan glanced at Su Han, "Why?"

"Because you’re cute, hahaha!" Su Han laughed heartily.

Ren Qinghuan’s face blushed slightly, but she huffed coldly, "Not as cute as your foursome!"

"Can you not keep comparing to them? It sounds like... you’re jealous?" Su Han sighed helplessly.

"I am not!" Ren Qinghuan immediately retorted.

Su Han stopped teasing her, and began eating ravenously.

Seeing Su Han devouring her food, Ren Qinghuan couldn’t help but ask, "Is it really that good?"

"Is this your first time cooking?"

Su Han’s eyes widened, then he nonchalantly said, "It’s really delicious, try it yourself if you don’t believe me."

Ren Qinghuan hesitated slightly, but finally couldn’t resist, picked up her chopsticks, and tasted a small portion.

Chewing for a moment, Ren Qinghuan said, "Hmm, it is actually quite good."

"Cough, cough!"

Su Han almost spat out his food, glared and said, "Can I say you almost killed me with salt?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Qinghuan was slightly stunned.

In the next moment, her delicate face turned red, her eyes showing raging anger.

"Just joking, just joking."

Seeing Ren Qinghuan’s reaction, Su Han quickly gestured to calm her, but thought to himself, "Oh dear grandma, it really is salty!"

If Ren Qinghuan hadn’t eaten, Su Han might have forced himself to endure.

But she did eat!

She ate, and moreover... said it’s good?

Do you even know what salty or bland means?

"Alright, stop eating!"

Ren Qinghuan forcefully took away Su Han’s chopsticks, saying irritably, "I actually knew about Chen Fan’s situation long ago, but you understand, I can’t and won’t intervene."

"Honestly, his brother’s death was a bit unjust, but in the Lower-Class Star Region, it’s a very normal occurrence. Who would’ve thought a strong Divine Sea Realm cultivator would care about mere dozens of Spirit Crystals, or that in that bastard’s eyes, Chen Fan’s brother’s life was worth less than those Spirit Crystals?"

Su Han wiped his hands and continued, "Don’t think too much about it. This has nothing to do with you; everyone has their own concerns. With the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion so large and fifty million disciples, can you take care of them all?"

"But ultimately his brother was still part of the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion..." Ren Qinghuan sighed.

Su Han understood her thoughts.

As Master of Heavenly Mountain Pavilion, having a disciple die so tragically under her watch yet being powerless, Ren Qinghuan surely felt bitter.

"Don’t worry about this matter anymore, I’ll handle Chen Fan’s parents, and as for that Divine Sea Realm murderer..."

Su Han pondered for a moment, then sighed and shook his head, "The Starry Arena is so vast, and such experts come and go unpredictably, we can’t even find them. In the future, if there’s a chance to encounter him, inform me immediately. If not... then there’s really nothing that can be done."

...

Su Han stayed with Ren Qinghuan till the afternoon.

The two really didn’t have much to say.

As for matters of affection...

It’s like a thin layer of window paper that hasn’t been pierced.

Ren Qinghuan’s cold personality and inability to express herself, despite all she had done clearly showing her thoughts, still hadn’t said what needed to be said.

And Su Han, for now, was indeed unable to bear another layer of emotions.

Perhaps, just like friends, this kind of idle chatting and laughing isn’t bad.

Or perhaps, one day, if one of the two must speak up first, Su Han will be the one to do so.

When Su Han was about to leave, Ren Qinghuan rose to see him off, following silently behind, no longer holding the Sect Master’s majesty, appearing just like a little girl.

The guards saw this scene and smelled the fragrance of the dishes inside.

Their hearts seemed to sense something but dared not speak out.

No matter how courageous they were, they wouldn’t dare make fun of the Pavilion Master.

Maybe in Su Han’s eyes, Ren Qinghuan was just like any ordinary woman.

But in the eyes of these guards, the Pavilion Master is always the Pavilion Master!