"Heh heh, you're giving yourself far too much credit." It was as though someone had poured a basin of cold water over her, and Beihu Yun regained her former iciness.
"I only wanted you not to expect too much from me, miss, so that when you're disappointed, the gap in your expectations won't be too painful." I smiled. Looking at her exquisite attire today, I couldn't help admiring her.
She wore a plain brocade dress that accentuated her figure, making her look nothing like a girl of fourteen or fifteen. Her bright eyes were like jewels in the rain, radiating dazzling brilliance. Even her slender brows and long eyelashes were difficult to criticize. Sitting there, she seemed like a perfect porcelain doll, able to draw everyone's gaze toward her.
"Yes, it would be best if your identity as an Original Immortal were discovered by someone else. That way, I wouldn't have to hold on to any more expectations!" Beihu Yun suddenly said.
"What do you mean?" My heart tightened, and my eyes narrowed slightly. Those words had shocked me in an instant. But how much did she actually know?
Beihu Yun's pupils also contracted slightly, as though she were observing my reaction. Seeing my expression, she was naturally pleased and said, "Can the Xia Immortal Household's every move deceive others, yet deceive me? I'm not unfamiliar with the techniques you used in the arena. They carried an extremely strong aura of an Original Immortal."
I was startled, but my face showed little reaction. I only said, "If I were an Original Immortal, would you still dare meet me?"
"Precisely because neither you nor I are ordinary mortals, even if you were an Original Immortal, I would still choose to cooperate with you." Beihu Yun seemed to have found her rhythm.