I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 125

At the moment when her name was called, Shang Can wasn't all that surprised for some reason.

Naturally, she wasn't someone who could hide and scheme for long. Once she realized that she had already been discovered, she might as well reveal herself. And now, she didn't intend to deny it outright. Instead, she smiled evasively and asked, "Why is Qing Lianjun here alone?"

The woman in front of her quietly looked at her for a while, then turned her head to the lotus flowers in Qing Lian Lake and said calmly, "Enjoying the lotus."

It was clearly their first conversation, yet there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if this wasn't their first meeting. Shang Can also followed her gaze. The sight of the lotus flowers stretching across the lake was breathtaking, but the chilling wind brought with it a sense of dissonance, creating an absurd, disjointed feeling, preventing one from fully immersing in the beauty.

"Lotus blooming in winter," Shang Can stood straight, her voice steady, "defies the natural order. Qing Lianjun must have put a lot of effort into this lake, I imagine."

"Indeed," the woman beside her remained as composed as ever, but Shang Can faintly sensed an undercurrent beneath her detached tone. "...I put in a great deal of effort."

Shang Can smiled subtly, without revealing much, and said, "Surely it's not just for appearances?"

For a rare moment, Qing Lianjun also smiled slightly, glancing at her as she blinked. "Since you already know, I thought you wouldn't reveal yourself so soon."

It seemed she didn't intend to beat around the bush anymore. Shang Can tightened her fingers within her sleeves, meeting her inscrutable gaze with a warm smile. "Since the acting head has already discovered me, there's no point in hiding anymore."

Qing Lianjun also smiled at her, though it didn't reach her eyes, and her tone carried a hint of contemplation. "You really haven't changed much."

She spoke frankly, and so Shang Can straightforwardly asked, "You know me?"

"I do."

"To what extent?"

"How much do you think I should know?" Qing Lianjun responded mildly, her words measured and deliberate. "The chief disciple of Yu Heng Peak, Shang Can, also known as the demon cultivator Can Zhe from Bi Luo Huang Quan, and the Daoist companion of Yun Zhongjun, who possesses a flawless immortal body... How much do you think I should know?"

As she said this, she gazed directly at Shang Can, a flash of coldness in Shang Can's eyes as she held her breath for a moment.

A blatant provocation. As if she wasn't concerned about what Shang Can's reaction might be. But this wasn't something that should be happening now. After all, Tianwaitian had just reopened its gates to visitors, and many of the cultivators who had arrived early for the Dao Discussion were already visiting. In this situation, this acting head of Tianwaitian should be the one most worried about any potential mishaps.

Yet, Qing Lianjun seemed intent on provoking her anger and hostility, making the whole scenario seem a bit odd.

Shang Can exhaled a long breath and, instead of answering, countered with a question of her own: "Last time at the Dao Discussion, on your arena platform, was it you who injured Duan?"

Perhaps she hadn't expected such a question at this moment, Qing Lianjun hesitated briefly before responding, "If I said it was me, what would you do?"

As she spoke, she slowly blinked at Shang Can, her expression unreadable, but her tone carried an unmistakable hint of incitement.