I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 49

The next day, Shang Can came out of her room and was surprised to see Nan Shuang and Yuan Ge in the courtyard.

This was quite a rare sight, as Nan Shuang was known for her elusive nature, while Yuan Ge, who claimed to be temporarily residing in the Ghost King's residence, actually acted like the housekeeper, diligently managing the entire estate and even preparing Shang Can's meals—truly, it could be said that appearances could be deceiving; this flower spirit was surprisingly reliable.

As a result, Shang Can seldom saw these two together, or rather... it seemed they generally preferred to be in Nan Shuang's room when they were.

At present, Nan Shuang was lazily lounging on her usual long bench, propping her head up while reading, and nearby, Yuan Ge stood before a table covered with painting paper, intensely focused, her sharp gaze fixed on Nan Shuang. After a long while, she furrowed her brows and made a few strokes on the paper.

Feeling intimidated by her tense atmosphere, Shang Can instinctively quieted her steps and approached her from behind, whispering, "...Are you painting Lord Shuang Jiang?"

"Shh! Don't disturb me!"

The flower spirit immediately exploded in frustration. Before Shang Can was chased away, she caught a glimpse of the unfinished painting on the table, which, though still in its early stages, already showed hints of Nan Shuang's grace.

"Just let her be. Don't talk to her, or she might just bite."

Nan Shuang lifted her gaze and beckoned Shang Can over, raising a hand to calm the irritated Yuan Ge, then turned to Shang Can and said, "Yuan Ge probably got inspired after receiving praise for yesterday's portrait—your complexion looks a bit off; didn't you rest well yesterday?"

"...It's fine."

Shang Can answered vaguely, but from the look in Nan Shuang's eyes, she couldn't hide it. Nan Shuang stared at her face for a while before suddenly asking, "Do you have a grudge with Qin Yi, the Master's niece?"

It was more than just a grudge, to say the least. Shang Can forced a nod and sighed, "We're enemies."

"Is it the kind of hatred where she wants you dead?"

"Likewise."

"..." Perhaps surprised by her honesty, Nan Shuang fell silent for a moment before continuing, "Well, you do seem like the kind of person that Qin Yi would dislike."

Shang Can was filled with confusion, but the other party lowered her head again, shutting the book with a clap, and lazily began speaking.

"A young genius, arrogant and full of himself, fears neither heaven nor earth, does whatever he pleases, and disregards people and matters he doesn't care about."

"Do you think what I said is wrong?" Perhaps sensing a hint of defiance in Shang Can's expression, Nan Shuang chuckled softly and continued, "Even now, facing me—once a cultivator of the Heavenly Outer World and an elder to Qin Yi—you still speak so unreservedly about having an irreconcilable grudge with her."

"Aren't you afraid I might take action against you on her behalf?"

Her tone was flat, making it hard to tell if she was serious or joking. Shang Can paused and replied, "I thought Lord Shuang Jiang... didn't care much about these things."

"That's true."

Her answer was direct, and Nan Shuang returned to her book, the sharpness in her demeanor fading like an illusion, reverting to a disinterested state as she spoke slowly, "Actually, I'm not very familiar with Qin Yi either. So you don't need to worry; I won't take action against you for her sake."