The small town was bustling with normal people, walking from place to place, whether it be to shop for new clothes or to eat at a new restaurant. Young misses could be seen chatting happily and children could be spotted playing with each other and running around with a lively atmosphere. From time to time, a carriage would run along the road and people would make way.
Wu LiJing looked at the nameplate of the popular restaurant and entered when she confirmed her destination. "Room five," she said. A servant bowed and led her upstairs into the private rooms on the third floor and she entered room five. Someone was already in there.
A harmless, attractive looking man with a slightly feminine face, had loosely tied and noticeably unique, long, blond hair to pair with his lively brown eyes. He was carelessly sitting down behind the table, wearing some casual light green robes as he fanned himself and looked outside through the wide opened window. If one looked closely, one could tell that the cloth used for his robes were of high quality and the fan's frame was made of a special type of steel.
The man smiled attractively when she entered, showing a small dimple on his left cheek as he saluted and greeted her. Even if she never really cared about how others looked, she couldn't deny Jin RuiYing could be considered one of the best-looking men she had ever seen. Thankfully, they weren't sitting on the first floor, where tables were lined up for customers to sit in. Because then, she would have to deal with the jealous stares from women she didn't even know.
"Wu LiJing. Come sit, I already ordered some food. It should be here anytime now."
She nodded and sat down.
Jin RuiYing smiled. "Well. How is the second direct disciple of the Moon Sect doing?"
"Preparing for the upcoming competition."
"You don't sound concerned at all." His tone turned playful as he smirked. "Aren't you a bit too overconfident?"
She poured herself a cup of tea. "It's not something to worry too much about."
Jin RuiYing rolled his eyes and picked up his cup.
They suddenly heard a knocking on their door and a servant came in, carrying their food. Once the servant left, Wu LiJing raised her hand and drew out a formation in the air using her chi. Once it was done, it disappeared and her chopsticks reached for the food on the plates.
"You always use that formation so casually," Jin RuiYing sighed. "I heard that it's hard learning different spells. Isn't this spell formation hard to create?" Since she always used it when they talked about something serious, perhaps he can have her teach him. "Is there some kind of shortcut to learning it? How about giving me some tips?" He smiled.
Wu LiJing chewed and after she swallowed, she answered, "It's a mediocre spell. Anyone can learn it if they try. Now, let's get to the topic, shall we? It's already been a few weeks since the last message."
Jin RuiYing's lips twitched slightly. He also knew a spell to prevent eavesdropping. But he wasn't stupid enough not to know that this spell she used to was harder to break than the easier one that can be learned. The reason being that if one tried to breach it, then there would be a backlash rough enough to affect one's cultivation if they weren't careful or stronger than her.
He cleared his throat and started spitting out the information from his investigation, knowing she would grow impatient if he kept messing around.
"There are many people that could be connected to your father. If you didn't kill the doctor, we would be having a much easier time," Jin RuiYing lightly blamed her.
"He claimed he didn't see clearly how she looked. And he already described her appearance to me. Didn't I already inform you?"
Jin RuiYing smiled, feeling hopeless. "There are many women with a mole under her mouth. The second woman he mentioned, he also only saw from the back and described her as someone with a voluptuous figure."
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The Ice Demoness Loves
FantasyTakes place in a Chinese-like cultivation world. Original Story. Cover done by me. :) Wu LiJin is known as the second direct disciple of the Moon Sect, an extremely powerful but cold beauty that puts nothing in her eyes. No one dares to cross her le...