Let me Touch your Tail

Chapter 152

"Did you really win?"

A hint of amusement flickered in Nangong Yin's eyes, but she didn't reveal the truth. She propped her chin up, feigning a troubled expression, and deliberately drew out her words: "Sigh, but..."

Yan Zhao's ears perked up immediately, her eyes wide open. "But what? You're not trying to go back on your word, are you?!" She looked genuinely flustered.

Nangong Yin couldn't hold back her laughter, a smile tugging at her lips. "But the treasure I originally planned to give you, I lent it to someone else."

"What?!" Yan Zhao's disappointment was palpable. "When can I get it, then?" She looked like she might cry. After all, she had worked so hard to win it, and now Nangong Yin said it wasn't with her.

Seeing Yan Zhao's crestfallen expression, Nangong Yin's heart softened. Not wanting to tease her any longer, she said, "But you know this person, and you're quite familiar with them. If you go find him, he'll return it to you."

Hope sparked in Yan Zhao's eyes, and she asked eagerly, "Who is it?"

Nangong Yin smiled faintly. "Yao Shenzi."

"?" A big question mark appeared over Yan Zhao's head. "My master? How could it be him?"

Nangong Yin explained helplessly, "A few days ago, I asked your senior sister to pass the Heavenly Divination Scroll to Yao Shenzi on my behalf. That's the gift I meant to give you."

Yan Zhao, who had often traveled the world, was well aware that many powers were secretly watching her. The Heavenly Divination Scroll was the best and most suitable treasure for her protection. However, due to an emergency at the time—the assassination of the Fox Emperor—the situation for both the demon and monster clans was dire. The Heavenly Divination Scroll was the only thing that could save the Fox Emperor, so she had no choice but to lend it out.

Yan Zhao had seen the power of the scroll more than once. Hearing this explanation, her earlier disappointment vanished. Still a bit uncertain, she asked Nangong Yin again, "So when I go back to get the scroll from my master, it will be mine, right?"

Nangong Yin nodded. "Yes."

Yan Zhao nodded seriously. "You have to keep your word! No changing your mind!"

Nangong Yin smiled and then took out another object, handing it to Yan Zhao. "To apologize, I'll give you this as a gift too. What do you think?"

Yan Zhao looked closely and recognized it—it was the mask Nangong Yin had previously used to disguise her!

"Since you're being so sincere, I'll reluctantly accept it!" Yan Zhao snatched the mask with a grin she couldn't hide.

Nangong Yin chuckled and shook her head. "Who taught you these idioms?"

Yan Zhao answered confidently, "Of course, my senior sister did!"

Nangong Yin thought to herself, Your senior sister would never admit to teaching you this way.

Yan Zhao began fiddling with her new toy. She put on the mask for a moment and then took it off, using a mirror in the room to see how much her appearance changed. To her surprise, each time she put the mask on, her face transformed into a different look.

She tried several times, each time more amazed than the last. She turned to Nangong Yin and asked, "Does this mean I need to come up with a new name every time I wear this mask?"

Nangong Yin sat beside her, patiently explaining, "There's no need for that. The world is full of treacherous people, and the many treasures you carry often make you a target. Sometimes it's easier to change your identity, but a name isn't all that important."