This was the first time Qiao Zirong and Zhou Cheng had seen Su Jiu since they parted at the teahouse that day.
They had exchanged few words each time they met. Although they had fought side by side before, she still did not know either man's name.
In fact, Qiao Zirong had not been entirely sure when he first spotted Su Jiu just now. Only after seeing Mo Qi beside her did he confirm that she was indeed the young woman who had always worn a bamboo hat.
When he first met Su Jiu, he had thought her voice was lovely. He had never expected her to be so beautiful as well.
Zhou Cheng noticed that his friend seemed a little unusual today and followed Qiao Zirong's gaze. He discovered that this friend of his, who ordinarily showed no interest in women, was actually looking at a female cultivator.
But when he saw Mo Qi beside her, his expression abruptly darkened.
"What rotten luck." With that, he started toward the cabin. Then, as though something had occurred to him, he stopped and turned to ask Qiao Zirong, "That unfamiliar female cultivator wouldn't happen to be the one in the bamboo hat you saved, would she?"
Zhou Cheng curled his lip and continued, "A beauty she may be, but she's poisonous. I'd advise you to think twice."
Qiao Zirong frowned at his friend. "What on earth goes through your head all day?"
Zhou Cheng raised an eyebrow. "What? Haven't you taken a fancy to her?"
"You're utterly unreasonable." With that, he flicked his sleeve and returned to the cabin first.
Everyone appreciated beautiful things, but to call it attraction after merely seeing her face for the first time was far too frivolous. Was that really the only impression Zhou Cheng had