Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1265 - 1264: I Didn’t Mean It That Way

Lin Fan, having grasped Yun Clan's rules from Little Qi, comprehended Yun Qingyao’s feelings and momentarily lost his concentration.

Meanwhile, the Yun Clan members ignited a bonfire, and suddenly, both males and females rose and congregated around it.

"Brother Lin, it's the bonfire dance, come join us!" Little Qi joyfully beckoned Lin Fan.

Lin Fan snapped back to reality and sheepishly admitted, "I don't know how to dance."

Little Qi responded, "It's quite simple, just move along with us. Look, Sister Qing Yao is participating too."

Lin Fan turned his gaze and indeed, Yun Qingyao had been encouraged to join the dancing by the young ladies of the clan.

Before Lin Fan could even react, several girls eagerly surrounded him, some clasping his hand and others tugging at his clothes, giggling as they guided him towards Yun Qingyao. It was apparent they were orchestrating this.

Lin Fan found himself unable to easily break away, as their actions were not malicious. According to Little Qi, the bonfire dance is a celebratory ritual performed by the Yun Clan during their gatherings.

It seems that since the Yun Clan's relocation from the Central Plains to Southern Yunnan, they have indeed absorbed a significant influence from the local ethnic minority customs.

No wonder, as Yun Sect is a Hidden Sect, and its members maintain an archaic way of life; there is a lack of electricity and limited forms of entertainment. The disciples typically immerse themselves in martial arts, leading a rather uneventful existence. These dances, learned from the local minorities, serve as their rare instances of recreation.

Thus, Lin Fan found himself encircled by enthusiastic young women, drawn into the bonfire dance circle, and deliberately positioned beside Yun Qingyao.

Yun Qingyao stepped forward before Lin Fan, and the Yun Clan members, understanding the situation, subtly paired them together.

Lin Fan was positioned to Yun Qingyao's right, with the young ladies lining up on Lin Fan's right, holding hands. The girl directly beside Lin Fan took the initiative to link hands with him.

Lin Fan observed that everyone was holding hands; this dance clearly involved forming a circle around the bonfire, dancing while linked.

Lin Fan looked towards Yun Qingyao beside him; she happened to glance back, and they both felt a brief moment of awkwardness.

However, with the dance about to commence, Yun Qingyao blushed but still extended her hand to hold Lin Fan’s. Since Lin Fan was not a Yun Clan member and presumably unfamiliar with the dance, Yun Qingyao felt she needed to take the lead.

Lin Fan allowed her to hold his hand, perceiving its warmth and smoothness, her delicate skin palpable, her unparalleled beauty making this hand one that countless men yearned for but could never obtain.

Yet, here was Lin Fan, with Yun Qingyao voluntarily holding his hand.

This sent a subtle tremor through Lin Fan's heart.

"I'm not sure how to dance," Lin Fan commented with a slightly awkward smile to Yun Qingyao.

Yun Qingyao averted her gaze from Lin Fan, as each look caused her cheeks to flush uncontrollably; she worried that continued eye contact would heighten the awkwardness if Lin Fan noticed.

"It's alright, it's very simple, just follow my lead. There are only a few steps," Yun Qingyao replied softly.

Since Lin Fan had encountered Yun Qingyao, this was the first time he had heard her speak with such tenderness; in that moment, Yun Qingyao seemed like an entirely different person.

"Oh," Lin Fan responded casually.

The dance began, and the Yun Clan members erupted in joyous laughter, commencing their movements; the steps were indeed uncomplicated, involving circling the bonfire, coordinating with simple hand and foot gestures, moving rhythmically, waving their arms, and tapping their feet.

Lin Fan was not naturally gifted at dancing and initially stumbled a little, but since the steps were not complex, he quickly learned by observing Yun Qingyao. Though feeling a bit self-conscious, he joined in with everyone else.

Dancing with the Yun Clan, Lin Fan could sense the collective happiness. This secluded Hidden Sect, nestled within the mountains, found delight in such simple and elemental activities, making Lin Fan feel detached from the world's chaos.

Indeed, this isolated lifestyle, pure and unadorned, holds a certain charm. Spending time here would undoubtedly offer a form of spiritual purification.

Martial artists dedicate themselves to the Dao, and unquestionably, this way of life is well-suited for them.

Unfortunately for Lin Fan, he is not a martial artist; his path lies within the vibrant, neon-lit cityscape, with its exhilarating nights and bustling energy; ultimately, he cannot linger here indefinitely.

"Please don't misunderstand."

Suddenly, Yun Qingyao spoke without prompting from beside him.

Lin Fan paused, turning to Yun Qingyao, "What did you say?"

Yun Qingyao inquired, "Have you come to understand our clan's rules?"

Lin Fan nodded, "Yes."

Yun Qingyao clarified, "Do not misunderstand; my showing myself to you isn't for that reason. I merely wished to express my gratitude in person, as you were the one who saved our Yun Sect. Therefore, you shouldn't feel any pressure because of this."

Lin Fan was speechless.

At this moment, Granny and Yun Zhongzheng reappeared from the rear hall, rejoining the celebratory feast. Upon seeing everyone engaged in the bonfire dance, smiles graced their faces.

It was evident that this bonfire dance symbolized the collective joy of the Yun Clan.

Noticing Lin Fan and Yun Qingyao holding hands amidst the dancers, Yun Zhongzheng and Granny exchanged a knowing glance and nodded.

Granny then approached Lin Fan directly from behind, inquiring, "Mr. Lin, may I borrow you for a moment?"

Lin Fan turned to Granny and nodded, as he coincidentally had a matter to discuss with her as well.

Thus, Lin Fan released Yun Qingyao's hand, stepped out of the dancing circle, and walked over to Granny, following her to a quieter spot.

Yun Qingyao remained among the dancers, yet her gaze tracked Lin Fan, her expression appearing somewhat intricate.

Granny led Lin Fan into the rear hall. Yun Zhongzheng did not accompany them. They reached a secluded room, where Granny invited Lin Fan to take a seat.

"Madam, what is your wish?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

With a kind demeanor, Granny regarded Lin Fan and stated, "Mr. Lin, this is the first time I've had the opportunity to speak with you alone. I wish to thank you once more. Today, thanks to your intervention, the Yun Clan can continue its celebration here."

Lin Fan replied, "You are too kind. Madam, you didn't summon me here merely for thanks, did you? If there is something you wish to discuss, please speak plainly."

Granny smiled, "I truly value your candor; it's a quality I admire greatly in young individuals. I shall be direct then. Mr. Lin, are you aware of the significance of Qingyao revealing herself to you?"

Lin Fan nodded, "I heard about it from Little Qi."

Granny inquired, "Then, I wonder what Mr. Lin's thoughts are. Would you be willing to marry Qingyao and become a son-in-law to the Yun Clan?"

Lin Fan had expected her to get to the point, but he hadn't anticipated such directness. Beads of sweat formed on his brow as he responded, "Less than half a day ago, the Yun Clan still viewed me as an adversary. Now, mere hours later, you propose I become a Yun Clan son-in-law. May I ask in return, Madam, if I were to agree, would the Yun Sect truly accept this union?"