"Miss Lin, were you looking at... my eyes?"
Because her sensory perception was so powerful, Jiang Han was extremely sensitive to other people's gazes. This sensitivity even manifested physically.
For example, when someone looked at her, she could even sense which part of her body they were looking at.
Lin Zhaojun gave a slight nod and said:
"Eternal Ice Eye. Miss Qin Shunying found me an extraordinary female companion—not merely in terms of beauty."
"I never expected that the Archwitch she said was lacking a female companion would be you," Jiang Han replied.
You were the very model of someone else's child—the important figure one hundred percent certain to claim a seat among the Great Witches in the future, and quite possibly a wealthy magnate holding 13% of Supergiant Folding Space's shares.
Oh, right. You were also the strongest witch in the country, perhaps even the strongest witch in the world.
Jiang Han muttered to herself, then saw Lin Zhaojun take out some coins and place them on the table. Polite yet forceful, she said:
"I made an appointment with a renowned fashion designer. She may be growing impatient."
A fashion designer... a term that sounded inseparable from expense... Should I look delighted right now, or flattered beyond measure...? Jiang Han thought for half a second, then flashed a sweet, adorable smile. "Thank you for the trouble."
Leading Jiang Han out of the teahouse, Lin Zhaojun leisurely put on a wide-brimmed hat at the doorway. She tucked her left thumb inward and placed that hand over her abdomen, while her right palm faced upward to support Jiang Han's hand.
"How did Miss Jiang come to know Miss Qin?"
Jiang Han placed her hand atop hers and discovered that Lin Zhaojun's hand was somewhat cold—not quite human. After a brief daze,