"L-Lin... Young Master Lin, you... know this woman from the Gu Clan?"
Feng Qing'er had genuinely believed that this was Hun Changqing's first visit to the Central Plains. With her own connections here, she had been thoroughly confident that she could win him over.
But when Hun Changqing and Gu Xun'er exchanged smiles, Feng Qing'er immediately began to hesitate. Although she considered her beauty, status, and talent unrivaled in the Central Plains,
compared with this young woman from the Gu Clan, she fell short by more than a little, her own radiance paling beside hers. Alarm bells rang in Feng Qing'er's heart. Biting her red lip, she asked Hun Changqing the question in a nervous whisper.
"Yes. This woman and I... knew each other in the Northwest Continent..."
Hun Changqing slowly nodded as he answered, but he did not turn toward Feng Qing'er. His piercing gaze remained fixed on the stunning woman before him, who radiated dominance and authority, without shifting in the slightest.
"Young Master Lin... What a... lovely form of address..."
Gu Xun'er smiled faintly and spoke softly. Then she turned her gaze toward Feng Qing'er beside Hun Changqing, and a trace of icy killing intent surfaced.
That killing intent vanished in an instant. Apart from Feng Qing'er suddenly feeling her whole body tense, no one noticed anything. With Gu Xun'er's present composure, she could naturally keep her joy and anger from showing and rein in her emotions.
Gu Xun'er's gaze did not linger on Feng Qing'er. After a casual glance, she looked away and turned her attention to Chen Xian.
By now, Chen Xian and his servants were already wearing terrified expressions, endlessly pondering the chill behind Gu Xun'er's earlier words. The thought that they had inadvertently offended the Gu Clan left them feeling surrounded by boundless