Who Are You?

"Uh, what are you two doing? Hurry and get up." Since men and women should keep their distance, Song Qingshu could not directly help them up. He lightly raised a hand in the air, and the two women felt a gentle force before them lift them to their feet.

The Yellow-robed Woman could not help rolling her eyes. Unlike her sister, who knew nothing of martial arts, she knew perfectly well that Song Qingshu had had countless chances to stop them from kneeling. Yet he had deliberately waited until she had knelt before pretending to be a good man and helping them up. He was simply infuriating! Still, she knew he was probably getting back at her for everything that had happened before. For a moment, she did not know whether to blame him or herself.

While she was distracted, Song Qingshu suddenly appeared before her. She could practically feel the warm breath from his nostrils against her cheek. The Yellow-robed Woman instinctively tried to retreat, but his long arm stretched out and wrapped around her slender waist, leaving her unable to advance or retreat.

"What are you doing?" The Yellow-robed Woman panicked. In that instant, she even forgot that she not only knew martial arts, but was exceptionally skilled at them.

"Shh, keep your voice down!" Rather than showing the lecherous urgency she had expected, Song Qingshu looked grave. "There are two people in the courtyard outside. Both are experts—one to the southeast, the other to the southwest. We'll deal with one each. Don't let them make a sound and alert the guards."

Only then did the Yellow-robed Woman realize she had misunderstood him. Following his reminder, she focused and probed with her qi senses, barely detecting people in those two locations. She could not help secretly marveling: This