Inside the cave, Jiang Yan lounged at an angle on a soft couch, his eyes half-lidded as he toyed with a wine cup.
As the saying went, the path of cultivation called for a balance between work and rest.
Jiang Yan now possessed three Innate Flames, and part of his purpose in coming to the Fengming Clan had been achieved. He wasn't cultivating at the moment, but preparing to enjoy a few drinks and console himself.
"Daoist Jiang, you certainly know how to enjoy yourself."
Without a sound or warning, a graceful figure suddenly appeared. It was none other than Zhu Huangxi.
The woman still wore a crimson palace gown. She glanced at Jiang Yan, then, without waiting for him to react, went straight to the stone table opposite his couch. She casually poured herself a full cup of wine, tipped her head back, and drained it in one go. Her movements were smooth as flowing water, yet carried an air of complete entitlement.
Then,
she set down her cup and looked Jiang Yan over, a trace of amusement in her eyes.
"Supreme, what brings you here?"
"Could it be that you still hold a grudge over what happened before, and want to settle things with me?"
"If so, that's fine too!"
At the sight of this Human Supreme, Jiang Yan's body tensed at once. His smile vanished, and he took up a guarded stance.
Although
Jiang Yan still hadn't figured out why this Human Supreme had let him off so easily, he guessed she had come because of what had happened before. If she meant to settle the score, he would have to tread carefully.
"I didn't come because of what happened before."
Zhu Huangxi paid no heed to Jiang Yan's wariness. Instead, she poured herself another cup of