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Chapter 273 - Ji Shan Hot Spring (VIII)

Chapter 273: Ji Shan Hot Spring (VIII)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Master Yuan Jing smiled and asked Liu She, “Are you talking about Zixiao? I accepted him some time ago to make up for my regret.”

As he was speaking, the young man turned around and left, leaving only a somewhat thin and tall figure.

Liu She opened his eyes slightly. Nobody knew what he was thinking.

After quite some time he mumbled, “It turns out that he’s the fourth disciple of Master Yuan Jing. He looks really extraordinary indeed...”

Although that was what he said, he secretly grew suspicious. Since when did Yuan Jing become Wei Zixiao’s master? There were doubts in his heart and the look in his eyes became dim.

Wei Ci was a Langye native and he also studied at Langye Academy. However, due to the misfortune faced by his family, his entire family left Dongqing.

Master Yuan Jing squinted his eyes a little. His cold gaze seemed to have seen through everything. Seeing Liu She’s reaction, he said, “I originally could not accept him as a disciple. Although we were destined to meet as a master and a disciple, we’re not meant to be.”

Liu She’s hand, which was holding the chess piece, paused. He looked moderately curious and suspicious. “If that’s the case, why did you accept him as your disciple?”

“Zixiao has a knot in his heart. Due to that, he’s smart, but he likes to get himself into a dead end. He’ll go astray if he’s careless. I wanted to have him as my disciple twice in the past, but he rejected me. Now that he’s enlightened, I’m very delighted, of course.”

For Yuan Jing, there was nothing more gratifying than seeing the disciple he had high expectations for overcome his mental obstacles and grow stronger.

It was as if Liu She was dealing with a closed book. He was completely confused.

All the while, there were only people going after Yuan Jing, wanting him to become their master. There was actually someone whom Yuan Jing wanted badly as his disciple...

Wei Ci... It seemed that Amin also said that he was a good strategist. To put it simply, he was the most handsome among the wise––the smartest among the charmers.

This was a man who was noble in written history and whose dark side and scheming only appeared in unwritten history.

So, Master Yuan Jing, are you sure you’re not kidding?

“If you like him this much, he must be pretty good at everything.” Liu She tried to keep himself normal, so as not to reveal flaws.

“Of course. Zixiao can make a harmonious and orderly home.”

Liu She and Feng Ren, who was watching the chess game by the side, were speechless. Wait a second... Make a harmonious and orderly home? Was there nothing wrong with that description?

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Knock, knock, knock...

Jiang Pengji immersed herself idly in the hot spring with a neatly folded towel resting on her forehead. Her long, black hair was fixed on top of her head with a hairpin, revealing her slim, fair neck. Her skin was covered with water droplets. Due to the steam, she looked like as if a camera filter was applied to her face.

Although she was wearing clothes, the audience in the streaming room expressed that they could not stand it anymore.

Sugar-fried chestnuts: “#Cheeky. I want to crawl into the screen and have a couple baths with the streamer.”

Zhubo Zhengmian Shangwo: “There are always troublemakers who want to snatch the streamer away from me.”

Hearing the sound of knocking, Jiang Pengji opened her heavy eyes. Her face was somewhat flushed and misty due to the steam, as if a top-grade blush was applied to her face.

“Has the maid come to deliver the wine?” she asked lazily, her eyebrows lifting her. “Come in! Just place the wine beside the pool...”

Outside the room, Wei Ci, who got permission to come in, opened the door slightly. He was greeted by the hot and humid heat and his sight was completely covered by steam.

The audience in the streaming room was the first to discover an abnormality. At that time, Jiang Pengji’s eyes were still lazily shut halfway.

One Chestnut: “Wake up!!! A strange man has entered. Be careful!”

Laosiji Lianmeng: “He’s a man, not a maid who delivers wine. Don’t fall asleep. He may take advantage of you.”

Weifeng Tangtang: “Don’t be lazy! Do your streaming right!”

There were people who warned Jiang Pengji, but of course, there were also people who noticed the appearance of the strange man.

Flirtatious bullet screens wiped away the warnings in an instant. He was an unprecedented, spectacular view.

Looking at the changes in the bullet screens, Jiang Pengji frowned a little. She could imagine the charm of the person without turning her head.

The audience in the streaming room did not have much merit, except that their aesthetic standards were quite normal. Not all charming faces made them drool in front of the screen.

“You seem to have come to the wrong room,” Jiang Pengji said without turning her head. She rested her arms on the edge of the pool, her whole body relaxed.

The strange man outside did not come in. Instead, he lowered his head and spoke in a low voice that sounded like that of a person between their teenage years and adulthood.

“I’m Wei Ci. Your father requests for you to go to Room Tianzi No. 1 in the Rose Garden.”

Jiang Pengji turned to look at the man and asked, “Did you say my father?”

Wei Ci’s body stiffened a little bit and he lowered his head all of a sudden. He immediately returned to his normal self, as if anything unusual had never happened.

He replied confidently, “You father and Master Yuan Jing are playing chess. He specifically ordered me to come and tell you.”

Jiang Pengji secretly rubbed her eyebrows. Although the hot spring was comfortable, she could not be in it for long.

“Why are you being so cautious? Wait a moment. I’ll clean up and go with you.”

“It’s all right. Go ahead.”

Right after that, the door closed again. There was a vague shadow by the door. It seemed like the man did not leave.

Upon seeing the situation, Jiang Pengji frowned, but she did not say anything.

She came out of the hot spring and turned off the streaming temporarily. She put on a dry robe after wiping herself off.

After that, she turned on the streaming again and pushed the door open at the same time.

She said to Wei Ci who was squatting by the door, “Please lead the way.”

At that moment, she could see Wei Ci’s appearance clearly without the steam.

Seeing him in person, she could understand why the people who were obsessed with looks in the streaming room were so excited.

Her thick, long, black hair was damp and warm, draping over her shoulders and leaving wet marks. The ends of her hair were dripping water beads.

Her complexion was as clear as jade and her skin was like fine porcelain. Due to the heat, her cheeks were slightly flushed, giving off a tipsy and enchanted feeling.

The hair above his temples was sharply outlined, as if it was cut with a knife, and his eyebrows seemed as if they were painted on with India ink. His pure black eyes were calm and cool. When he made eye contact with Jiang Pengji, he did not reveal any emotion. It was as if he was empty-minded... Jiang Pengji was fascinated with that alone.

It was the first time she had met the young man for the first time. Why was his guard up?

He turned his eyeballs towards her. He had a plan.

Jiang Pengji knelt down on one knee and squatted close to the young man. The look in the pair of the seemingly calm eyes wavered uncontrollably.

“If you didn’t have an Adam’s apple and pierced ears, I would’ve thought that you were a young lady who actually came to the hot spring alone.”

Wei Ci looked aloof and he leaned backwards a little, pulling away from Jiang Pengji. He frowned somewhat unpleasantly.

“Your joke is a bit too much. I don’t like people who talk about looks and make jokes about them.”

Jiang Pengji got up and responded while crossing her arms, “I’m clearly praising you for your good looks.”

Wei Ci pursed his lips, got up to lead the way, and replied coldly, “I’m a man. It’s really rude to compare me to a woman.”

Jiang Pengji was speechless. Why, he has quite a temper!

“Lanting?” a familiar voice interrupted with some hesitation.

Jiang Pengji looked into the direction of the voice, only to see a skinny, young man leaning against the pavilion smiling at her, a look of surprise in his eyes.