"Someone from Star River? What, have you come to kill me?"
Hearing Tang Qingru's answer, Ye Lin did not reply at once. Instead, he charged straight at Tang Qingru, driving a fist toward her face.
Tang Qingru bent her body and spun aside to evade.
"The one who wants to kill you isn't me. I didn't come here to kill you—I only came to ask a question."
Ye Lin continued transmitting his voice to Tang Qingru, then spun around and swung a slap at her.
Tang Qingru still dodged it with her nimble body.
"Ask."
"Senior Sister Tang, do you know someone named Murong Hanxuan?"
At those words, Tang Qingru immediately put some distance between herself and Ye Lin, a strange glint flashing through her eyes.
"I know him. There are countless cultivators in the Star River Cosmos, but if you mean the one who uses talismans, then yes, I know him."
"What? Why ask about him? Could it be that he wants to kill me?"
Tang Qingru closed in on Ye Lin like a phantom, while Ye Lin calmly dodged about without the slightest panic.
"So that's how it is. Then may I ask what Senior Sister Tang's relationship with that fellow is? I want to make a deal with you."
Ye Lin continued his voice transmission, sneering inwardly all the while.
This Murong Hanxuan really did have a problem. He had hidden it quite well in front of him.
If he had not asked this question, that fellow would likely have contacted Tang Qingru in secret, wouldn't he?
And when that happened, there was no telling whether he would join forces with Tang Qingru to deal with him.
"We've never met. He is merely the fiancé my father arranged for me. I've only heard his name."
As she