Jing Jiu did not look up. He continued grinding the piece of demon bone, his expression intent.
Under the high-speed friction, the demon bone constantly shed bone powder onto the desk. It seemed to contain many crystalline grains, which glittered.
The girl saw that he was not grinding its surface away and grew so curious that she even forgot her sadness. "What are you doing?" she asked.
Jing Jiu thought he should never have taken down the formation out of fear of hurting this young girl.
Whatever your relationship with Jing Li, being so noisy is never good.
The girl leaned on the windowsill and watched him, continuing her questions. "Could this be face powder ground from jade paste? It's so pretty."
Jing Jiu looked up at her, wondering whether he should knock her unconscious.
The girl froze at the sight of his face. She instinctively covered her mouth, managing not to scream, and said in a daze, "You're so beautiful."
What an utterly unoriginal remark. Jing Jiu ignored her and lowered his head to continue grinding his sword.
The girl's gaze moved back and forth between his face and the heap of glittering "face powder." She murmured, "No wonder my aunt says a woman's looks are piled up with money."
Someone actually used soft jade for face powder. This was far too extravagant. Even though her family stood at the very pinnacle of Chaoge City, she would never have dared entertain such an idea. Then she wondered whether Li Ge had refused to elope with her because she spent too little, had never used such exquisite face powder, and was not beautiful enough.
"Could you... could you please give me some of this face powder?"
The girl looked pleadingly at Jing Jiu. "I don't ask to be as beautiful