Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman just gave a "just as I expected" expression.
Fainted due to severe injuries?
She didn’t believe that at all.
Jiang Feng had been living in Shuangfeng City for over two months. With such a long time passing, she had come to know this Senior Brother like the back of her hand.
It wasn’t just his personality; she understood everything about him, including what trump cards he held in his hand, what his strength was, how robust his physical body was... She knew every aspect very well.
According to seniority, she was supposed to address Jiang Feng as Senior Brother, but in reality, her attitude towards him was more like that of a master towards a disciple, which is what her Master Uncle entrusted her with.
Previously, she didn’t quite understand why Master Liu didn’t personally teach Jiang Feng. With the youth’s extraordinary talent, just a little bit of guidance would have allowed him to soar to the heavens. She had never seen such an outstanding disciple in her life.
If it were her, she wouldn’t even let someone else instruct him, let alone look at him twice. She would feel as if it were a crime, as if someone was trying to steal her disciple.
But as of today, she finally understood Liu Tangxi’s thoughts. It wasn’t that he was unwilling to instruct personally, but rather it would be gilding the lily.
Because for Jiang Feng, there was no need at all. With his own talents, he could just go clean pig manure every day and still produce a Magic Treasure of immense power that astonishes everyone. With such talent, did he really need someone to guide his cultivation?
Here’s a little-known fact: during his two months in Shuangfeng City, on more than half of the nights, Jiang Feng would quietly go to the farmers’ pigpens or cowsheds to pick up a few buckets of manure and run out of the city, and then...
"It’s not too late to chase after him now."
Unknown when the pipa disappeared from Yu Ying’s hands, it was replaced by a teacup. With snowflakes falling from the sky, this scene was somewhat beautiful.
She and Cen Yueyue represented two rather extreme styles; the former was dignified and elegant, but spoke with thorns in her words, very aggressive. The latter seemed not so ladylike, yet had more of a little girl’s mentality. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on noⅴelfire.net
"That Little Saintess from the Southern Border is straightforward, upright, with a pretty appearance, a graceful figure, and sympathetic understanding. Despite her noble birth, she has no pretensions, which is really rare. Even when expressing her own feelings, she dares to be bold."
"There’s no need to mention her family background. Among the new generation of disciples in the entire Southern Border, her status is probably unmatched. I bet her suitors could line up from our poor and remote area all the way to the gate of Cen Family Village."
"The extent of her popularity in the Southern Border is probably on par with the young miss of Jade Radiance Palace. Such are her feelings, yet some cold-hearted man ignores and even feigns death to escape, sigh."
"Considering their farewell today, who knows when they can meet again? It’s possible that, once she returns home, there might be young talents who bring a bride price to propose, and Mr. Cen... might be so moved that he marries off his daughter."
"Eighteen is indeed the right age for discussing marriage."
Seeing Jiang Feng’s somber expression, as if he wanted to keep her but didn’t know how to speak, Yu Ying "kindly" added fuel to the fire.
How could she not see that Jiang Feng couldn’t overcome the hurdle in his heart? It seemed Senior Brother was also a man of passion, still unable to forget the woman who nearly cost him his life.
According to recent information gathered, that woman seemed to have the family name Yan, whose ancestors had once been disciples of Taiyi True Man. Her current whereabouts were unknown, having probably been taken away by people from other sects.
Her gaze lingered on the hairpin clenched in the young man’s palm, which he gripped a little tighter before placing it behind him and stuffing it into his Qiankun Bag. Then Jiang Feng sat down unceremoniously in front of Yu Ying.
Lifting his head, their eyes met.
"This expression, Senior Brother... It’s quite similar to that of the beautiful widow in the tailor shop if you go straight out of the north gate of Purple Cloud Pavilion and walk two miles before turning right. She shows the same expression when she sees handsome men passing by her shop every day, exactly the same."
She almost laughed out loud.
It was harder to suppress her smile than an AK, and she quickly took a sip of tea to hide her expression.
The gaze of wishing to stab someone couldn’t be hidden. His resentful look was just like that of a victim who was cheated on, if it wasn’t for his low realm, she had no doubt Jiang Feng would have flipped out on the spot.
"Thinking about it carefully, Senior Brother is indeed a bit unkind. At the very least, he should stand up and say farewell, share a heartfelt moment, especially since the young lady’s feelings..."
"I’ve said it before, it’s not affection but curiosity. Once her novelty wears off, she’ll come to her senses. Moreover, she and I are not from the same world. The favor I owe her, I’m afraid I can only repay it in the future."
His tone was quite calm; he knew he was being cruel. The young girl had helped him so much, and yet he hadn’t responded at all.
Jiang Feng didn’t know; all he knew was that he couldn’t possibly follow Cen Yueyue back to Cen Family Village, and he was even more aware that he must not let his Senior Sister down. Their powers were different, their positions were different.
Hesitating would only bring heartache to them both.
"Had your fill watching this comedy today?"
The young man wasn’t polite either. He held out his hand toward the beautiful woman, who conscientiously brought over a hot cup of tea for the young man.
"Seventy percent full."
It was just an annoyed question, but the woman wasn’t even satisfied with the show, making someone flush red on the spot!
"Is Senior Brother recovering well? How are his meridians, is there any chaos within the Dantian, and that Serpent a moment ago seemed to have signs of breaking its seal, have you repressed it again?"
Realizing that someone’s old face had turned the color of pig liver, Yu Ying immediately changed the subject.
If this conversation were to continue, the little guy might really explode on her, and then she wouldn’t be able to answer to Liu Tang.