To be honest, he really hated the feeling of being scrutinized.
It’s quite normal for each faction to have spies planted by others; Jiang Feng naturally wouldn’t take it too seriously.
However, what he found hard to understand was that even his private life was being completely spied upon by the other party. If the spy wasn’t planted extremely deep, how could they have discovered Miss Lin’s whereabouts?
Faced with Jiang Feng’s tightly furrowed brows, the lively and spirited third sister, Tong Xin, giggled, her tone indifferent, her body flickered.
"What are you doing."
Her slender wrist was immediately caught.
Even through the clothing, he could feel the warmth from the palm and the fragrance was overwhelming, but he had long been immune to beauty traps, having been caught up with women day in and day out.
What is that saying again...
In the Cultivation World, of the female cultivators, Jiang Feng alone claims eight tenths.
This famous saying came from a Young Prince who constantly mingled with Jiang Feng, anyway, every time he saw Jiang Feng, the women by his side were different each time, counting them on his fingers he couldn’t even count them with one hand.
"Oh, naturally it’s to massage Young Master’s shoulders and legs."
"Showing attentiveness for no reason suggests sinister intentions. Why, are you feeling guilty because I’ve hit the nail on the head?"
Then the small hand shook!
The arm reaching over from another position was also caught by him.
The three sisters Jin Yintong were each breathtakingly beautiful, their talents unparalleled in the world. While Jiang Feng was actually considered a poor student in the history and inter-factional struggles, even he had heard of the reputation of the Jin Yintong sisters.
They were specifically warned about repeatedly by sect elders; remembering the elite disciples of the youngest generation in all sects was a required course.
Tong Xin’s eyes were filled with a hint of surprise.
Her Teleportation Technique being spotted by someone in the early stages of Core Formation was rare; clearly, she underestimated Jiang Feng’s reaction speed.
After all, he had been taught by Liu Tangxi for several years.
The little hand exerted force, directly pressing Jiang Feng’s shoulder, the great strength filling the man’s expression with perplexity, wondering if he couldn’t even twist a young girl’s wrist?
But the other party didn’t continue doing anything outrageous and instead slowly started massaging, taking the initiative to give a shoulder rub.
"Young Master Jiang, don’t be so tense. The sisters of our Joyful Sect barely have enough time to admire a handsome and capable man like you, how could they bear to harm you."
"Look, you’re covered in scars, seems like you went through a hard battle. Tong Xin is just helping Young Master loosen up."
The youngest sister’s personality was different from the other two.
Although the actions weren’t flirtatious, the words carried a bit of teasing, unlike Ying Ling who always wore a deadpan expression, nor like Jin Yuan who consistently maintained a faintly familiar smile.
Those cold as ice are actually easy to handle. The truly difficult ones are like Jin Yuan, who maintains closeness with everyone yet cannot be intimately connected.
As for someone like Tong Xin...
"Don’t change the subject, I’m asking you a question, come clean now or else, what methods did your Joyful Union Sect use to discover my junior sister’s identity, and how did you recognize her? You must know at the time she was not even ten."
His eyes slightly narrowed; if the Joyful Union Sect’s spy had already infiltrated Swordmaster Peak deeply, it would be a disaster.
But Tong Xin tilted her head.
"Could it be Young Master has forgotten what our Joyful Union Sect excels at?"
Jiang Feng was startled, just about to say "Beauty Trap," when Tong Xin’s little hand merely pinched his shoulder. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel~fire~net
"Honestly, you think that’s all we do right, using beauty traps, which of us three sisters looks like someone who’d do such things, you sure are in a rush."
The reflex flickered through Jiang Feng’s mind.
But this made Tong Xin even more annoyed, pouting and pinching the man’s shoulder, making it a little sore.
"It’s because many of our senior sisters have married over to your Inner Sect. There must be at least a dozen of your Inner Disciple married to our Joyful Sect’s senior sisters, and someone recognized their faces! What are you thinking anyway!"
He suddenly raised his head.
"Mind Reading Technique!?"
Before he could reach out to grab Tong Xin again, he only saw her dainty figure flicker once more, then sat adorably on a chair, holding her cheeks with both hands, her face full with smiles.
She even kept swinging her feet, looking extremely joyful.
"Young Master is quite interesting indeed. Although mind and spirit are firm enough, it’s still possible to faintly see certain things, seems like just as the rumors say, this Purple Cloud Immortal Palace, in Young Master’s hands, is going to turn into a harem garden, just knew you were a girls’ calamity~"
His mouth twitched, instantly turning red and warm.
There isn’t a normal person in the Joyful Sect!
This woman just approached him pretending to massage only to make physical contact, thereby using her strange Divine Skills.
The thoughts that flashed through his mind being instantly interpreted, normally one would be embarrassed, not worried about one’s memories being glimpsed upon; Tong Xin didn’t have that capability yet, even Yu Ying upon entering Divinity Transformation fell for it. But the issue is...
What on earth was this woman saying!
What do you mean my harem? Nonsense!
"How can you defame someone without basis..."
"What basis? Many of our Joyful Sect’s senior sisters married over to your Purple Cloud Palace and have seen it with their own eyes, saying that the women by your side change every day and now you have a Southern Border Saintess outside, and that Taixu Sect one with you isn’t pure either."