Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm, Ya Kingdom Capital City.
Inside a tearoom at the Eastern Ya Cui Clan's estate.
Two young women were drinking tea. One wore an expressionless face, her demeanor cool and detached; the other sat tall and straight, her white-and-gold robe flattering her figure beautifully. The tea they shared was what Zhang Yuan had called the finest Great Luo Spirit Tea.
The two were [True Lord Miaoling Duzhao] and the [Heavenly Army Night-Cutting Goddess].
"What did you want with me? If you need a sword cleansed, just send it over." Chen Xinqiao sipped her tea and spoke coolly.
The [Heavenly Army Night-Cutting Goddess] was used to her tone. Whether as True Person Qingxu in her previous life or [True Lord Miaoling Duzhao] in this one, she had always been the same.
Actually, compared with True Person Qingxu, who had come to the Dust-Dyed Realm all alone in her previous life, Chen Xinqiao was even more irritating in this life. And the root of it all was that [Return to True Celestial Person], Zhang Yuan.
She had drawn her sword for Zhang Yuan more times lately than in all the previous years combined. The worst part was that refusing to help was not an option. It really was infuriating.
"There is indeed a sword I need cleansed," the [Heavenly Army Night-Cutting Goddess] said.
Chen Xinqiao set down her teacup, gave a quiet hum of acknowledgment, and asked, "Where is it?"
Whether for the sake of True Person Qingxu's friendship with the [Heavenly Army Night-Cutting Goddess] in her previous life, or because the [Heavenly Army Night-Cutting Goddess] had helped Zhang Yuan several times, she was quite willing to cleanse a few swords for her.
But willingness was one thing; expecting a pleasant expression from her was another. She had no