Living with a Witch

Jiang Ping'an withdrew his flying knife, cupped his hands, and said, "Sorry to disturb you."

With that, he turned and left.

The monthly rent was twenty-two spirit stones; three months would be sixty-six spirit stones. Moreover, his roommate would be a Qi Refining Realm cultivator who was clearly difficult to get along with. It simply was not worth it.

Seeing Jiang Ping'an preparing to leave without the slightest hesitation, Dongfang Jintang could not help but freeze for a moment.

She suddenly felt that Jiang Ping'an was actually an excellent roommate candidate:

First, Jiang Ping'an was a Spirit Aperture Realm cultivator and posed virtually no threat to her;

Second, Jiang Ping'an was a newcomer who had joined only two days ago, so it was unlikely that he had come for her;

Third, although Jiang Ping'an was a man, he truly was handsome and pleasing to her eye. When she had nothing to do, merely looking at him could ease her loneliness and lift her mood. If she chose a female cultivator instead, one prettier than her would make her uncomfortable, while one less attractive than her would become jealous and perhaps scheme against her.

Fourth, Jiang Ping'an might be a descendant of some great cultivation family. If she formed a good relationship with him, he might prove useful someday.

The next moment, she came back to her senses and called out, "Wait!"

Jiang Ping'an stopped and turned to look at Dongfang Jintang. Dongfang Jintang said, "Two months' rent will do."

Jiang Ping'an still turned around and walked away.

At present, he only had a little over thirty spirit stones left. He had originally possessed more than eighty spirit stones, but he had left fifteen for Xiu Yun and Xuan Shuang, given twenty to Bai Ruoxue, spent twelve when joining the sect,