CHAPTER 161: CHAPTER 155: COUPLE’S MATCHING MASKS (THREE UPDATES, ASKING FOR FIRST SUBSCRIPTION)_2

The legs concealed beneath the skirt were obviously long, not to mention the perfectly aligned waist, suggesting an astonishingly good figure.

This was very pleasing.

Seeing such a beauty first thing in the morning, the passersby had their mood elevated for the whole day.

And wearing a mask, such a thing was indeed thrilling.

No matter who it was, wearing a mask would instantly spark many imaginations.

It’s truly as if whatever you’re thinking of, I have it all; it’s just a matter of your own imagination.

No wonder people at masquerades in past lives wore all kinds of masks.

Yuchi remembered there was another kind of black eye mask, paired with black bunny ears, and the material seemed like a lacy black silk?

The girl with the white fox mask didn’t care about the thoughts of others.

Ignoring the group of young masters around, she quickly found the informant hiding in Jiangzhou City.

...

This was an inn, an inn where Yuchi was staying.

The innkeeper was their Celestial Capital Department’s informant.

It could be said that Yuchi stepped on a mine accurately, with a cultivation technique that attracts disasters.

"The weather is cold," the girl said as she walked to the innkeeper, looking at him.

"Cold water is good to drink."

"The weather is hot."

"Hot water is comfortable," the innkeeper replied awkwardly.

It’s truly embarrassing; in youth, this didn’t seem like a big deal, just codephrases for a meeting.

But now, older and skeptical, saying these code phrases still?

It really made one want to dig at one’s feet and bluntly jump into a chopstick holder.

The big shots of the Celestial Capital Department, could they come up with some higher-level code words?

"I am Song Yinghan, from the Star Observatory," she said, displaying her token.

"Understood, a few days ago, your companion also arrived," the innkeeper answered with a smile.

"Companion?"

Song Yinghan was somewhat puzzled behind her mask; she was alone, how could there be talk of a companion?

"Yes, Song Bei."

He had clearly misunderstood something.

After Song Yinghan shook her head indicating she was unaware, the innkeeper, perplexed, directed his gaze toward the stairs not far away.

Three people could already be seen on the stairs.

At the front was Xun Xian, followed by Wei Qingzhu, and at the back was the leisurely Yuchi.

The key was he also wore the same white fox mask as Song Yinghan.

"Look, there he is, Song Bei."

"Him?" Song Yinghan tilted her head.

"Yes."

The innkeeper said, thinking secretly:

"You two have the exact same masks, a couple’s matching set, yet say you don’t know each other?"

"How could that be, just bullying me, the informant, for not being privy to more things?"

"But that’s fine, I don’t want to know more things anyway. I enjoy the leisure."

Just because in the crowd, I took one more look at you, I can never forget your appearance.

Yuchi immediately noticed Song Yinghan.

Completely unprepared for the actual situation, he felt a little troubled inside.

"Ah, indeed, no matter where I go, I shine like a firefly in the dark."

"Isn’t it?"

"I just arrived in Jiangzhou City not long ago, and out of nowhere, there’s a little admirer who has even bought the same mask as me."

"What’s more, early in the morning, waiting below the inn for me; such affection really comes unexpectedly."

"But little sister."

"I am not just an ordinary person."

His gaze assessed her spirit root, a grade seven talent, which was decent.

But seems she is already a sect disciple?

She wore a white dress with golden embroidery on the edges.

Charming and dignified.

It’s a pity that she looks like a sect disciple herself; I won’t take her in, too much trouble.

Moreover, after seeing her, Yuchi was even more certain that the Immortal Robe Pavilion must specialize in the future.

Look how cautious this girl is dressed, who are you guarding against?

Where has the trust between people gone?

Honestly.

Apart from some sect female disciples who hem their skirts themselves, most women of the same era.

Regardless of young or old, all wear these ankle-length skirts.

One can only see a pair of white shoes under the long skirt.

It seems breaking the mental shackles of these women is something I, Yuchi, must do.

"I’m duty-bound."

Yuchi clenched his fist firmly.

Song Yinghan approached Yuchi in a few quick steps, and a woman’s voice came from behind the mask: "Could we speak for a moment?"

Never mind one moment, even two can be granted.

The four people left one after another.

Wei Qingzhu didn’t understand who Song Yinghan was, but even if someone explained it to her, she wouldn’t want to know.

Her master is already an enigmatic person, having some mysterious women around him is pretty normal, right?

Here, the principle is that the capable do the most work.

Xun Xian looked at Song Yinghan curiously; Song Yinghan was dressed in white, and Song Bei in blue.

Watching the two walk together towards the outside of the inn, a bold thought crossed her mind.

"Could it be that Song Bei’s official match has arrived?"

"Tsk tsk, this relationship is getting messier."

The fierce woman, Xun Xian, who had never dated, started thinking astray again.

Moments later.

Wei Qingzhu and Xun Xian sat outside the bun shop eating noodles.

Yuchi, on the other hand, walked with Song Yinghan along the small street.

...

Xun Xian, while eating scallion-fried noodles: "Is this someone from your Uncle Bei’s side? Looks like she’s on the same path as Song Bei."

Wei Qingzhu: "Oh."

Xun Xian: "...conversation killer Wei Qingzhu."

Eating noodles, munching on a pig’s knuckle early in the morning, her gaze followed Yuchi and Song Yinghan as they left together.

This is right; these two indeed seem to be a pair.

Even though they both wear masks now, the overall feeling they give off is very similar.

This is how a family looks.

So these two are true love, as for Qingzhu, maybe there’s some misunderstanding between them, huh.

Thinking of this.

Xun Xian pinched her face with her oily hands.

"Alright, alright, stop thinking about these things all the time."

"Although Yuchi is now out of life-threatening danger, the whole matter is not over yet."

"Stop thinking about these things every day; if others find out, who knows how they’ll view me, Xun Xian."

I won’t crave any love, eh.

That stuff is just a grave.

"Moreover."

"Is it possible that there’s a monster in the government?"

"Can’t possibly exist, but in case, in case there really is one, then who would it be?"

Xun Xian pondered to herself:

"Firstly, it’s definitely not our Defense Department, I’m quite familiar with the Defense Department, it’s impossible there exists such a thing as monsters."

"Secondly, it can’t be the Demon-slaying Bureau, the Demon-slaying Bureau specializes in eliminating monsters."

"Godfather said the Demon-slaying Bureau people are loyal and righteous."

"Even though I don’t fully understand what he means, he wouldn’t lie to me, given the many years of relationship."

"Next is the Imperial Decree Department, the Imperial Decree Department is unlikely too."

"Would a monster foolishly choose someone from the Imperial Decree Department?"

"Choosing someone from the Imperial Decree Department is like choosing Yuchi; the people around them can immediately tell if they’re real or a monster."

"Such smart people, even a momentary lapse of mind would be discovered instantly."

"So is it the Celestial Capital Department then?"

"Ah!"

"Possibly, it’s the Celestial Capital Department; I’ve always been annoyed by them, these guys with higher eyes than hands, really irritating."

"Especially that Chen Weiran from the Celestial Capital Department, he doesn’t seem like a good person."

"Always putting up an inevitably successful and deeply resentful facade."

"Earlier, for Yuchi’s business, I took Wei Qingzhu to find him, and he refused to see me."

"Definitely hiding some secret in his heart!"

"So I’m certain, in Jiangzhou City, if there are monsters, or not, if there are, it’s probably him."

Chen Weiran of the Celestial Capital Department: "May I ask if you have manners? Did you bring an invitation that day?"