Chapter 869: Chapter 204: Always Kind to Humans_3
Lv Zheng entered the Ziyi Palace room in silence, only to see Bei Zhen already kneeling on the ground, waiting for his return, head lowered, trembling all over: "Elder..."
"Shut up!"
Lv Zheng gritted his teeth and whispered fiercely: "We’ll talk when we get back!"
His voice was eerily cold, like hell itself.
Bei Zhen shivered all over, kneeling without daring to make a sound. The others didn’t dare to plead for mercy either.
Lv Zheng, his face swollen, sat on a chair, not daring to return to his room to rest, nor to practice to reduce the swelling. He wasn’t confident whether the other party would punish him again for hiding from public view...
It’s too difficult!
"Go back to your original seat! What are you doing kneeling here? Do you want everyone to think I’m eager to retaliate against you?"
Lv Zheng coldly dismissed Bei Zhen.
He was now genuinely intent on killing Bei Zhen.
This disciple must not be kept, no matter what is said.
He actually caused me such a disaster, bearing the greatest humiliation of my life!
Outside, in the silence.
A graceful figure drifted down lightly from the ninth floor.
Her movement technique was so light, like a breeze passing, causing slight ripples on the still water, and the lotus above the water trembled slightly.
An indescribable elegance and gracefulness.
A girl with a face covered by a white veil landed in front of Fang Che. Her eyes were clear as water, her demeanor ethereal and transcendent.
"Steward Fang, I’m here to register."
Her voice was crisp and pleasant, with a hint of an elusive magnetism, very pleasing.
Yet, Fang Che had never heard this voice before.
This woman, with hair like clouds, had a graceful figure and carried an air of tranquility and detachment.
Whether it was from bearing, demeanor, divine charm, appearance, or gaze, Fang Che’s memory had no record of such a person.
Yet he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity rising in his heart.
His heart moved lightly: "Thank you, miss."
But the aura on his body subtly entwined for a moment.
Upon contacting the woman’s aura, he immediately felt a sharp spear intent accompanied by a threatening momentum.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his brows.
The black hair on his forehead fluttered for a moment.
Spear intent!
This woman turned out to be proficient with a spear.
But Fang Che was even more puzzled: among the many women I know, who uses a spear?
In previous lives and this one, there is not a single one.
So where does this sense of familiarity come from?
Looking at the registration details again.
Nanshan Su.
Nanshan Feng.
Lady Hong.
These three names were simply perfunctory to the extreme.
Fang Che’s mouth twitched: "Miss, these names are nice. There are phoenixes in Nanshan, Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens."
This ’Nanshan Feng’ smiled slightly and said softly: "I cannot reveal my identity, I ask for your understanding, Steward Fang."
"Understood."
Fang Che nodded.
The other’s honesty actually left Fang Che without a reason to make things difficult; besides, he didn’t intend to make things difficult for her.
But the sense of familiarity in his heart made him eager to solve this mystery, so he smiled and asked: "This Nanshan of yours, where is it?"
"Nanshan... South of Heaven, South of the Earth, Nanshan is a place of peace of mind." Nanshan Feng said casually.
"And are you... at peace?" Fang Che smiled.
"Currently, I am at peace." Nanshan Feng smiled, waved her hand, and gracefully rose to the ninth floor.
Meanwhile, Ye Meng had also completed the registration.
Ye Meng’s heart was pounding because, the moment this woman descended, Ye Meng suddenly felt an extreme sense of threat.
This feeling made her hair stand on end. An alarm in her heart was blaring incessantly.
Even though Lan Xinxue expressed considerable interest in Fang Che, Ye Meng didn’t feel much threat, but this unfamiliar woman gave Ye Meng a threat sensation a hundred times more than Lan Xinxue!
Watching Fang Che’s frown as he watched the back of the woman, Ye Meng pondered for a moment, then sent a message to Fang Che: "This woman knows you!"
Fang Che’s heart trembled.
Since Ye Meng said so, it was naturally based on her feeling or intuition.
Yet there’s a saying: A woman’s intuition is the most accurate.
She knows me.
I also have a sense of familiarity.
So this must not be her real appearance, disguised as something else. But the women I know can truly be counted on one hand; especially ones this powerful... there are even fewer.
So who is this?
Fang Che’s thoughts were churning.
The women I know, Instructor Bing... doesn’t count, Meng Hejun? Also doesn’t count. Other sect disciples like Lan Xinxue do not count. Not this strong!
From the Guardian side, Zhao Ying’er? Definitely not!
So it only leaves the possibility of those from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect.
Zhou Mei’er? Definitely not. If it were Zhou Mei’er and the like, I’d definitely be able to tell.
So it only leaves those few who spectated the friendship battle among the younger generation.
Yan Beihan, Bi Yunyan, Chen Xue, Feng Xue, and so on...
And the ones Fang Che knows are these four.
They were all watching.
But if it were Bi Yunyan, Chen Xue, or Feng Xue, they wouldn’t give me this familiar feeling.
Since that’s the case...
Fang Che’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Yan Beihan!
Suddenly, his mind brightened: It couldn’t be anyone but Yan Beihan!
When Fang Che thought of this, he felt dizzy for a moment. It wasn’t because of Yan Beihan, but because of the kindly old man who was with Yan Beihan.
Since this woman is Yan Beihan, then who is that old man?
Vice Sect Leader of the Only True Sect, Yan Nan?
Fang Che’s brain rapidly analyzed.
If it’s Yan Nan... that makes no sense; first, Yan Nan needs to stay at the Wei Wo Zheng Sect to oversee the situation; second, Yan Nan has already arranged through the Yin Shen Palace for me to stir up trouble here.
