This Is My Senior Sister, Who Has Always Treated Me Very Well
Ning Junqiu entered your room full of joy, but the scene before her made her stop in her tracks.
[In this Room Number One of Heaven, which didn't even have a maid, there was now an extra person.]
[Across from the Tea Table sat a stunningly beautiful female cultivator dressed in pristine white robes.]
[The female cultivator's long hair was tied up high, her brows and eyes were as cold as frost. She held Green Jade teacup, her eyes lowered as she sipped her tea. There was not a trace of Spiritual Power emanating from her, yet she possessed an aloof and unapproachable air that made people dare not look directly at her.]
[Meanwhile, in the Nü Zhi City, the usually aloof and reserved Grandmaster Lu was now holding a teapot with both hands, leaning slightly forward to refill the female cultivator's tea.]
[The tea soup fell into the Green Jade cup, making a very soft splash.]
From the moment the door was pushed open until now, the white-clad female cultivator hadn't even lifted her eyelids; her gaze remained fixed solely on the tea in front of her.
[You're filling the teapot to the brim, then with a flick of your wrist, you casually place it back beside the stove.]
Neither of them spoke, nor did they even glance at the other.
[Yet it is precisely this ordinary act of pouring tea and putting away the teapot that exudes an inexplicable sense of familiarity.]
Ning Junqiu stood by the door, unsure whether to go in or back, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two of them, the business card in her hand gripped so tightly it was deformed.
[The room was clearly quiet, yet Ning Junqiu inexplicably felt a strange sense of unease.]
[This small space in front of the Tea Table seems to have no room for a third person to step in.]
[Seeing Ning Junqiu frozen at the threshold, you stood up and pointed to the empty seat beside the table.]
"Fellow Daoist Ning, please come in and have a seat."
[Ning Junqiu snapped out of her daze, loosened the folded name cards from being pinched, a smile returned to her face, and she stepped inside.]
"I apologize for my intrusion; I was unaware that Grandmaster Lu had a distinguished guest at his room. I apologize for my rudeness."
She didn't move closer to the Tea Table, but stood three steps away, her gaze subtly sweeping over Jiang Mutian.
Jiang Mutian remained calm and composed, ignoring the person who entered.
[Ning Junqiu's ability to establish herself in the Nü Zhi City speaks volumes about her keen insight.]
[The white-clad female cultivator before me had clearly concealed all her aura, yet sitting there she was like an insurmountable snow-capped mountain, making one's soul tremble even after just a few glances.]
Ning Junqiu gently placed the business card on the corner of the table, turned to you, her eyes lowered, and spoke in a very soft voice.
"May I ask who this senior is to Grandmaster Lu? I was unaware of this when I entered; I apologize for my rudeness."
Your hand, which had just touched the new teacup, froze in mid-air.
This is a very tricky question.
[Logically speaking, when the owner of Gathering Immortals Tower meets a strange expert, he would at most ask for their name or background.]
Why did they ask "Who are you?" right off the bat?
[You hesitated for a moment, not quite figuring out what she was testing, when Jiang Mutian on the other side already made a move.]
[She placed the teacup back on the table, raised her eyelids to look at you, and a faint, ambiguous smile curved her previously cool lips.]
[She didn't say a word, just quietly waited for you to continue.]
A chill suddenly ran down your spine.
Even if you're a truly straight man, under the pressure of these two gazes, you inexplicably feel a sense of crisis—a single misstep could mean instant death.
[Options pop up.]
[A: Jiang Mutian has always been frank; just tell him the truth.]
[B: Quick thinking, the actors are in position.]
[C: With one arm around Jiang Mutian's shoulder and the other hand handing over the red marriage certificate to Ning Junqiu: "Sister Ning, you've come at the perfect time, saving me the trouble of sending out invitations! Let me formally introduce you, this is Chairman Jiang of our Demonic Cult Limited Liability Company, and also my newlywed legal dao companion. A gift of 3.2 million Spirit Stones will suffice, and you must drink this cup of wedding tea today!"]
Lu Ping had already experienced Jiang Mutian's cunning firsthand, so he dared not play by the rules this time.
Lu Ping decisively chose B.
[You chose B.]
[As you met Jiang Mutian's ambiguous smile, a thought flashed through your mind, and your survival instinct reached its peak.]
[You withdrew your hand from the teacup, straightened your body without changing your expression, and slightly turned to face the direction where Jiang Mutian was.]
"Fellow Daoist Ning, please don't stand on ceremony. This is my senior sister; she's always been very kind to me."
[You said that so smoothly, without even blinking.]
[Anyway, you'd already gotten used to calling him that in the previous simulations. Even when the Venerable Fu'an was in person, you still called him that.]
[It just slipped out of my mouth right now, and it didn't sound out of place at all.]
Upon hearing the word "Senior Sister," Jiang Mutian's finger paused slightly on the rim of his glass, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes. He clearly hadn't expected you to suddenly bestow such a title upon her.
[However, this subtle change was fleeting.]
[Jiang Mutian picked up his teacup again, resuming his aloof demeanor, which could be considered an acceptance of the title.]
Upon hearing the word "Senior Sister," Ning Junqiu, standing opposite, visibly relaxed her tense shoulders.
[So she was just a fellow disciple?]
Ning Junqiu immediately composed himself, took half a step back, and respectfully bowed to Jiang Mutian.
"So it's Grandmaster Lu's senior sister in person. Junqiu is blind and has failed to recognize her."
[Jiang Mutian, holding his teacup, didn't even look at her directly, merely nodding slightly as a gesture of courtesy.]
This arrogant, disdainful attitude only increased Ning Junqiu's respect for him.
[In fact, Jiang Mutian's attitude towards Ning Junqiu is the normal attitude of a Nascent Soul Integrated Body Great Talent towards a stranger, a mere Spirit Transformation stage ant.]
[If it weren't for you, Ning Junqiu might never have met an Integrated Body Great Talent in his entire life.]
[You finally managed to get through this hurdle with great difficulty, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. You reached for the business card on the corner of the table, flipped it open, and glanced at it.]
[Options pop up.]
[A: Tell Ning Junqiu that the three-month agreement has expired, and this is the last batch of orders. Grandmaster Lu will retire from the business after this.]
[B: Tell Ning Junqiu that now that your senior sister has been found, she will stay here permanently. From now on, you can accept all alchemy orders and build up Lu Ping's personal brand.]
[C: He grabbed Jiang Mutian's leg and cried to Ning Junqiu, "Sister Ning, save me! This is a cold-faced rich woman from the North Sea who insists on taking me, a Grandmaster, for 32 million Spirit Stones! Go outside and sell tickets, 320,000 Spirit Stones each, for a close-up look at Integrated Body Great Talent taking a pure young man. Our Gathering Immortals Tower will go public today!"]