Coercion

As the sun sank in the west, Jiang Ping'an bade He Zudao farewell and returned to Mirror Lake Mountain.

When he reached the mountainside of Mirror Lake Mountain, a graceful figure in fluttering green robes suddenly flew out from the side.

Jiang Ping'an hurriedly reined in his horse, watching Shui Muhua, who hovered in the air ahead of him, with some caution.

"Junior Brother Ping'an, have you vomited all the wine out?" Shui Muhua asked teasingly.

These past few days, she had been worried that Jiang Ping'an would tell Dongfang Jintang about how she had seduced him. It was not until yesterday, when she inevitably met Dongfang Jintang, that she saw Dongfang Jintang's attitude toward her had not changed and guessed that Jiang Ping'an had not told her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, so she had deliberately waited here for half a day today for Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an smiled. "Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister Shui. I'm much better now."

Seeing that Jiang Ping'an was quite thick-skinned, Shui Muhua smiled. "In that case, let's go somewhere else and have another chat."

"Sure. Let's talk in my cave abode." Jiang Ping'an invited her with an innocent expression.

Shui Muhua's face darkened slightly. "Junior Brother Ping'an, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. You drank my wine, and now you want to pat your backside and walk away?"

"You were the one who insisted on treating me to wine. How did you end up clinging to me instead? Are you even a woman?" Jiang Ping'an turned the tables on her, speaking with perfect justification.

Shui Muhua froze for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing. "You really are thick-skinned. But being thick-skinned is useless. If you dare renege, I'll tell Senior Sister Dongfang that you flirted with