Lu Xueqi's Sword Isn't the Only Sharp Thing About Her!

Above the sea of clouds.

The hazy moonlight spilled down, casting a shimmering glow.

Dreamlike mist rose and gleamed.

The clear-eyed young woman held Celestial Evil, standing calmly in place. Her tall, slender figure stood proud and unbending, her cold gaze fixed indifferently on Tian Ling'er and Qi Hao ahead.

At that moment.

Everyone was frozen in place.

Whether it was Wang Quan Yan, Tian Ling'er, or Qi Hao, none of them had expected Lu Xueqi to have such a side...

What was this supposed to mean?

Not only was Lu Xueqi's sword sharp—

Her tongue was sharp too?!

Tian Ling'er's delicate frame trembled incessantly.

After all, she had been cursed out to her face by Lu Xueqi.

What could she do?

Right then.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, fixed tightly on Lu Xueqi. She wanted to retort, but found herself utterly speechless...

Retort?

What could she say?

Was Lu Xueqi wrong?

It seemed...

She wasn't, was she?

From the perspective of "righteousness," everything Lu Xueqi had said earlier was indeed correct. Every word was spoken for Tian Ling'er's sake, for Tian Buyi and Su Ru's sake.

But—

She was still cursing Tian Ling'er to her face.

Calling her shameless.

And she wasn't wrong.

No, how am I shameless... Tian Ling'er's eyes were red, on the verge of tears. She stared at Lu Xueqi as if they were mortal enemies.

To this.

Lu Xueqi paid no mind.

Not only did she not care, but even Wang Quan Yan didn't care.

After all.

He had already said it.

From now on, he and Tian Ling'er had no further connection.

Let each go their own way.

As long as you don't bother me, I won't bother you.

Originally.

Running into each other tonight was just a coincidence.

But Qi Hao had to play mind games?

Fine!

If you want to play?

Then don't blame me for being rude!

Of course.

That said... Wang Quan Yan felt he had still been too polite, at least compared to Lu Xueqi.

To be honest.

He hadn't expected Lu Xueqi to be so aggressive.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Look at that rosy little mouth.

A few casual words and she nearly made Tian Ling'er cry.

Still.

I like it... Wang Quan Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Ahem."

Just then.

Qi Hao finally stepped forward.

He couldn't just stand by and watch Tian Ling'er actually get scolded to tears, so he came out and said with a gentle expression:

"Junior Sister Lu, you've misunderstood..."

Qi Hao, this guy.

His scheming was truly deep.

He didn't step out early, didn't step out late—he deliberately waited until Tian Ling'er was on the verge of being scolded to tears before choosing to act.

At this moment.

Tian Ling'er's heart was at its most fragile.

By stepping out now, Qi Hao directly and rightfully earned a great deal of her goodwill.

How to put it?

Qi Hao was, after all, an old thing who had lived for over a hundred years.

Having this level of cunning was only natural.

"Junior Sister Lu."

Qi Hao continued to maintain his refined and gentle persona. He stood in front of Tian Ling'er, his broad frame shielding her from everything, and said:

"I and Junior Sister Ling'er are merely acquaintances and friends."

"It just so happened that neither of us could sleep tonight, and we ran into each other while taking separate walks outside. It's not what you, Junior Sister Lu, and Junior Brother Wang Quan are imagining..."

Qi Hao's words didn't sound particularly aggressive, did they?

But they were actually brimming with scheming.

How to put it.

Earlier, he had tried to frame the whole thing as a 'secret rendezvous,' and now, seeing he had no advantage, he wanted to define himself and Tian Ling'er as 'perfectly innocent.'

Tsk.

What a sharp mind.

No wonder he was a schemer.

His brain really did turn fast enough.

But—

Did Qi Hao really think that pulling this kind of stunt was just treating Lu Xueqi and Wang Quan Yan like fools?

If it were any other ordinary disciple hearing these words?

Maybe they'd be wary of Qi Hao's authority, since he was the senior disciple of Dragon Head Peak and would one day become its next head.

But—

Who were Lu Xueqi and Wang Quan Yan?

Would they be afraid?

Of course not.

All in all, this guy Qi Hao thought far too highly of himself.

Wang Quan Yan's expression was unusually calm.

He had truly never taken Qi Hao seriously, and was just about to step forward to speak, but...

Lu Xueqi didn't give him that chance.

The aloof maiden stood under the moonlight, her white dress fluttering gently, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her cold, beautiful face was tinged with frost as she gazed calmly at Qi Hao and said in a frigid voice:

"Senior Brother Qi Hao, do you even believe the words you just said yourself?"

"Running into each other by chance for a walk late at night? And then, by chance, holding hands? And then, by chance, almost having your bodies pressed together?"

The aloof maiden's voice was exceptionally cold.

She looked at Qi Hao with a sneer and continued: "Senior Brother Qi Hao, you are, after all, a leading figure of the current generation in Qingyun Sect. Why must you stoop to such behavior? Even if you don't consider yourself..."

"You should at least consider Junior Sister Tian."

"You may not care about your reputation, but does she not care about hers?"

"If you truly like her, you could simply go straight to Grand Bamboo Peak and propose. After all, Wang Quan Yan has long since had no engagement with her..."

"As for someone as irresponsible as you?"

A trace of disgust flickered in Lu Xueqi's eyes. She didn't speak the last sentence aloud, but it was probably something along the lines of a disgusting remark.

At this very moment.

Everyone was stunned.

Wang Quan Yan stared blankly at the aloof maiden before him.

Holy crap, holy crap!

Xueqi is still going?

She's still going absolutely wild!!

That little mouth of hers is rattling off like a machine gun—who the hell can stand against that?

Every word Lu Xueqi says seems like a basic attack?

But in reality, every single one is a critical hit.

Crit rate +10086%.

Just a few sentences.

And she's already turned Qi Hao's face pale and green, leaving him utterly speechless.

What else can he say?

What else can he say!

No comeback!

Absolutely no comeback!

Who could have imagined it? The usually quiet, aloof, and stunningly cold Lu Xueqi actually has this side to her?

Tsk!

Completely unexpected!

Even Wang Quan Yan didn't see it coming.

Right now, watching Lu Xueqi stand in front of him, he has only one thought—So this is what it feels like to be protected?

Damn!

If you run into a girl like this?

Don't hesitate!

Just go all in and marry her!

Wang Quan Yan: I want to, but I'm afraid she'll rattle me into the ground...

For a moment, The atmosphere on the scene fell silent.

But Lu Xueqi doesn't seem to have vented enough yet?

Her pretty face laced with Baleful Intent, she glares at the pair of dogs and men in front of her, continuing her barrage: "Senior Brother Qi Hao is already a man of eighty or ninety years, while Junior Sister Tian is only eighteen this year. If Senior Brother Qi Hao truly likes her..."

"Then please take good care of her."

Stop it, stop it.

Qi Hao's expression is unbearably sour.

Not a single word Lu Xueqi says is outright cursing, yet everyone knows she's cursing him all the same.

Lu Xueqi (tilting her head): Huh? Is telling the truth also considered cursing?