Yin Mountain and Blackwater River, Spice Business (Part 1)

Regardless of what she thought inside, Yu Ci still sat upright in his chair, keeping his expression neutral as he carefully sized up the female cultivator kneeling on one half-knee who raised her head to meet his gaze calmly.

This was an unfamiliar yet deeply striking face. Her facial features could not be called particularly perfect or delicate; the bridge of her nose was high and straight with a slight hook, and her long eyebrows were swept like heavy ink, giving her a somewhat masculine look. Yet the contours of her face were graceful, and her eyes were large and spirited. When meeting someone's gaze, she was firm and focused, and due to being overly focused, she gave off a fierce impression. Her expression was solemn with little change, making her look stubbornly tough-willed.

Yu Ci did not recognize this face, but he recognized this female cultivator—or rather, he recognized her aura.

She was the very person who had stood guard outside the quiet room in Yuangguang Pavilion wearing the fierce-looking Lei Gong mask, the one who had once driven him into quite a wretched state back in the Sword Garden. To put it simply, she was Yu Qing Xuan's subordinate.

Being suddenly tracked down like this, even with her posture lowered to the ground, Yu Ci felt somewhat displeased inside. Leaving Zhu Wenying kneeling there, he remained silent for a moment before speaking.

"I am aware of your master's intentions, but am I really that delicate?"

"If Lord Jiu Yan pleases, grant this servant a hearing. My master has sent me into the Zhu family as a servant to hold down the old master's front."

The old master was naturally Old Mr. Zhu, and terms like the "Zhu family" were hidden jargon clearly referring to the Shangqing Sect, no