"Heh heh, Elder Su Qian, this little girl has the grace of an orchid and the heart of a fragrant herb. She truly shares a destined bond with me. She ought to become my disciple."
Hun Changqing gave a sinister chuckle and slowly walked toward Zi Yan. As he passed Su Qian, he patted his shoulder and gave him a meaningful look. That look made Su Qian's skin crawl, leaving him momentarily speechless as he watched Hun Changqing approach Zi Yan in a daze.
Zi Yan watched Hun Changqing approach, sensing the dense, sinister aura radiating from him. Yet she showed no fear. Instead, she looked up at him curiously, studying him. His words had piqued her interest, and she asked him in her childish voice,
"Who are you? Why are you here with this stinky old man? And what do you mean, we share a destined bond?"
Hun Changqing said nothing. He slowly crouched down, and with a flash from his Storage Ring, a medicinal pill appeared in his hand. He tossed it to Zi Yan.
The moment Zi Yan saw the pill, her eyes lit up. She flung the Vermilion Fruit in her hand aside and caught the pill flying toward her. Her hand moved so quickly that it left trails of afterimages in the air, making her movements impossible to follow.
After catching the pill, Zi Yan brought it to her nose, twitched her nostrils, and took a deep sniff. Its rich fragrance instantly brought an intoxicated look to her face.
She happily narrowed her eyes, their corners curving like a white jade crescent moon in the sky. This pill definitely seemed far tastier than the medicinal herbs and spirit fruits she usually ate!
Zi Yan hurriedly popped the pill into her mouth. It melted on her