Bai Qianqian's face flushed scarlet in an instant. She pushed him away and turned her back, the tips of her ears red enough to drip blood, yet her voice was as soft as a freshly steamed glutinous rice cake. "You... stop saying that."
Lu Changfeng watched her back, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, then raised his wine cup and took another sip.
He knew not to tease her too far, so he changed the subject at just the right moment. "By the way, you said the Qingqiu Fox Clan was on Mount Daiyu. Do you live inside the Deathless Kingdom?"
Bai Qianqian drew a deep breath. Only after a good while did the heat in her face subside. She turned back, her usual composure returning to her voice, though a trace of redness still lingered at the corners of her eyes. "Not inside the Deathless Kingdom. The Qingqiu Fox Clan is one of its subordinate clans. We live on Greenveil Ridge, on the outskirts of Mount Daiyu, still some distance from its capital, Jade Pendant City."
She gathered her thoughts and continued, "Many tribes live scattered across Mount Daiyu. Most are attached to the Four Great Eminent Clans, some willingly, others under duress. Our tribe lies on the border between Eastern Yu and the Southern Borderlands, a little farther toward the latter. We haven't attached ourselves to either of the two eminent clans and only pay tribute to the kingdom's ruler. Yan Xiu chose to target us not only because of his debauched desires, but also because he wanted to extend his reach into the Southern Borderlands."
Lu Changfeng nodded. This was someone with nothing to do, so stuffed with food that he went looking for trouble.
He thought for a moment. "What sort of person is that