He had dealt with him at the Five Poisons Sect in Yunnan and later hired him as a guest advisor for Nian Gan Chu. He was also A'zi's master—the Old Immortal of Xingxiu, Ding Chunqiu!
Song Qingshu had not seen him in a long time and had not expected to encounter him in Western Xia. But on second thought, it made sense. Xingxiu Sea was originally in the west, and the last time he had seen Ding Chunqiu, the man had been with Duan Yanqing. He seemed to have heard that Ding Chunqiu had joined the First Rank Hall?
"Who exactly is that woman?" Song Qingshu gazed at her graceful figure, unable to recall who she was. What surprised him even more was that Ding Chunqiu seemed somewhat restrained before her, treating her with utmost deference.
Since he and Qin Hongmian were in the pool beneath the waterfall, concealed by mist and the surrounding vegetation, they were not easily spotted. Ding Chunqiu and the woman, standing high above, were far more conspicuous. As a result, Qin Hongmian, whose martial arts were weaker, noticed them first.
"They're coming down." Qin Hongmian covered her mouth and let out a soft cry. Two figures had flown directly down from beside the waterfall. Though the waterfall was not particularly tall, the ease with which they descended showed just how formidable their lightness skills were.
"Let's hide first." If Song Qingshu had been alone, there would have been no need to hide. But Qin Hongmian was naked in the water. If a conflict broke out, Ding Chunqiu might see something he should not. And if they spread word of the two being together like this, it could easily be twisted into a tremendous scandal. After all, people, ancient or modern, were equally outrageous when embellishing