Chapter 192 (Part 1): As for Linglong and Me, We’re...…...

A mouse meeting a cat—this was probably exactly that kind of situation.

Qian Feixu’s face instantly turned as pale as paper, and her thin lips began trembling uncontrollably.

She turned to look at Hua Jian, who didn’t seem at all surprised by Qian Feixue’s appearance, and seemed to understand something.

She had been betrayed! This time, truly betrayed!

“You… you betrayed me again!”

“This is to stop you from going astray.” Hua Jian reached out and pressed Qian Feixu’s shoulder, replying with a grin.

Just then, Qian Feixue had already walked up to Qian Feixu. Without hesitation, she brought her hand down in a chop on Qian Feixu’s head.

Qian Feixu let out a pained whimper, covering her head as she looked at Qian Feixue with grievance.

In front of this older sister, she was nothing more than a real little sister—couldn’t win in a fight, couldn’t escape.

“Cousin, I was wrong…”

So they were cousins. Hua Jian had thought the two girls with such similar names were biological sisters.

“I think you never know when you’re wrong. If Flower Sister hadn’t told me in time, you’d probably have caused some disaster again.”

“How could that be? I’m being very good!”

Hearing that, Hua Jian felt she should say a few words for Qian Feixu. The kid really was quite well-behaved.

“She only wanted to find the Wanhua Saintess here, teach her a lesson, and vent for her idol. Isn’t that right, Miss Feixu?”

Qian Feixu nodded vigorously, but as she did, she realized something was off.

No, this was a trap. She wasn’t defending her—she was digging a hole!

Once her mind caught up, she quickly began shaking her head, indicating that everything Hua Jian said was wrong. She wasn’t that malicious.

But Qian Feixue wouldn’t believe her. She directly grabbed Qian Feixu by the ear and twisted it hard half a turn.

“I think your brother has spoiled you too much. Do you want to come under me and be tempered for a few years?”

“The Wanhua Saintess is a guest of our Qian family. Coming to cause trouble for her—are you trying to ruin the family’s important matters?”

“I’m sorry, I really am! I shouldn’t have sneaked over, I shouldn’t have wanted to trouble the Saintess. Cousin, please forgive me!”

With her ear in Qian Feixue’s grip, Qian Feixu could only beg for mercy.

Among the Qian family, this cousin was the only one who could truly bring herself to discipline her.

Everyone else treated her like a fragile treasure— afraid of dropping her if they held her, afraid she’d melt if they kept her in their mouth.

Only this cousin wasn’t worried about hurting her at all.

After barely managing to save her little ear by admitting fault, Qian Feixu glared angrily at Hua Jian.

“Traitor!”

After that curse, she was a little puzzled. Qian Feixue was no ordinary person.

How could this seemingly ordinary black-haired girl directly summon Qian Feixue?

Strange.

“Since you’re both here, would you like to come upstairs and sit for a bit?” Holding the ice lotus, Hua Jian gave the Qian sisters a shy smile.

Qian Feixue sighed. “Sure. Otherwise, this kid will find a way to run out again.”

She knew her younger cousin’s personality well—innocent and lively, with extremely strong initiative.

Her favorite thing was sneaking out of the Inner City to play.

Even if she dragged her back now, she’d escape again in a few days.

Beating her was useless; the kid wasn’t afraid of being hit.

Call Qian Feixu a young lady? She certainly had the temperament of one.

But she also had thicker skin than the usual young lady, and her favorite thing was causing trouble.

When she got caught causing trouble and got beaten, she was still cheerful.

While being hit, she might howl a couple of times and squeeze out a couple of tears, but that was purely for show.

Two days later, she’d be back in her energetic troublemaking state, continuing her mischief.

“Then follow me.”

Leading the two Qian sisters into the Red Flower Building, Hua Jian shot a glance at the manager waiting in the main hall downstairs.

‘Don’t mind them. Just friends.’

The manager nodded slightly. She already knew who the white-haired girl blocking the entrance of the Red Flower Building was.

Qian Feixue’s name was known to everyone in Frozen Winter City.

She had been wondering why this person suddenly appeared at the Red Flower Building’s entrance.

Now, seeing the Saintess, she understood—it was the Saintess who had invited Qian Feixue.

Ah, only arrived in Frozen Winter City yesterday, and today she’s already working, building a good relationship with the Qian family’s eldest daughter. The Saintess truly is diligent!

Thinking of how she had previously criticized the Saintess in her heart for being an idle idler, the manager felt an endless wave of guilt.

She had been shallow. She hadn’t realized the Saintess had been working hard all along.

With a glance, she signaled everyone else in the building to withdraw and not disturb the honored guests’ enjoyment.

Then, respectfully walking over to Hua Jian’s group, she asked if the two distinguished guests needed anything.

“Need” here was, of course, innocent. She wasn’t foolish enough to try to sell Wanhuagu’s improper services to Qian Feixue.

“Just ordinary tea and snacks.” Qian Feixue shot a sidelong glance at Qian Feixu, who was looking all around, and replied coldly.

This foolish little sister had entered a state of curiosity as soon as she stepped into the Red Flower Building.

Her mind didn’t seem to have registered why Hua Jian had brought them in.

Oh well. Since the silly sister hadn’t caught on, Qian Feixue wouldn’t say anything.

She just wanted to see when the girl would finally realize Hua Jian’s identity.

And all the way up to the top floor of the Red Flower Building, after thoroughly checking every corner, Qian Feixu still hadn’t given Hua Jian’s identity a second thought.

She was completely immersed in the joy of exploring a new map, exclaiming things like “So big” and “So beautiful” the entire way.

When the door to the top floor was pushed open, revealing the Wanhua Saintess’s room, she let out a light gasp. “It’s even better than my room!”

‘So the Qian family lady’s room isn’t as luxurious as it looks from the outside?’ Hua Jian thought to herself.

“Sister Feixue, since this is the highest floor and so extravagant, that Wanhua Saintess must live here!”

The girl wasn’t completely stupid. Seeing the room’s configuration, she immediately guessed it might be the Wanhua Saintess’s residence.

But… she looked around the room, confusion filling her eyes.

“Strange, where’s that Wanhua Saintess? Could she be hiding because she’s afraid to see you, Sister Feixue?”

Qian Feixue pressed her forehead and shook her head helplessly. She sat down on a chair in the hall and gave Hua Jian a look that said, ‘You handle this yourself.’

Better let Hua Jian reveal the answer. Otherwise, her silly little sister would probably never guess where the Wanhua Saintess was hiding.

“Miss Feixu, do you know what the Wanhua Saintess looks like?” Hua Jian, receiving Qian Feixue’s silent signal, was happy to play a guessing game with Qian Feixu.

“Of course I do. Black hair, colorful eyes, dresses shamelessly, and likes to walk around barefoot.” Qian Feixu began counting the Wanhua Saintess’s traits on her fingers.

As she spoke, she looked up at Hua Jian again. “Your eyes are colorful too. Are you connected to that Wanhua Saintess?”

Oh, finally noticed! Hua Jian felt a bit moved. Maybe the kid wasn’t that dumb after all.

But then Qian Feixu’s next sentence erased Hua Jian’s emotion.

“Are you a fan of that Saintess? What’s there to like about someone like her? Look, you even dyed your eyes…”

Hua Jian covered her forehead just like Qian Feixue. She now understood exactly how Qian Feixue felt.

This girl really was a little too silly.

“Why don’t you suspect that I am the Wanhua Saintess?”

“Hmph, don’t think I don’t know. How could the Wanhua Saintess wear shoes properly? That’s the biggest trait of a sorceress!” Qian Feixue declared, implying that Hua Jian didn’t know.

The Wanhua Saintess was a bad woman who didn’t like wearing shoes properly.

And Hua Jian was dressed so warmly—her foot socks and boots completely covering her feet without a single patch of skin showing. How could she be the Wanhua Saintess?

How could the Saintess of Wanhuagu dress so ordinary and conservative?

Hua Jian completely covered her face and let out a helpless long sigh. “Actually, I’ve been trying to add shoes to the Saintess uniform, but I’ve never succeeded.”

“Huh?”

“Wearing such thin clothes in the Northern Territory is practically murder, okay? And the shoe problem—you think I want to go barefoot? Wanhuagu won’t give me shoes!” Hua Jian pounded the table. “The clothes I’m wearing now, I bought with my own money!”

Hearing Hua Jian’s heartfelt complaint, Qian Feixue suppressed a laugh and gently patted Hua Jian’s back a couple of times in consolation.

To be honest, hearing the Wanhua Saintess, who was rumored to be the new hope of the Demon Path, complain that Wanhuagu didn’t provide shoes for her Saintess uniform—it was just too funny.

Qian Feixu stared blankly at a distraught Hua Jian, her blue eyes full of bewilderment.

Huh? This was the Wanhua Saintess? Really?

Totally different from what she’d imagined. Sure, her personality was bad, but the gap between this and the super big villain she had pictured was just too huge.

Qian Feixu had never suspected Hua Jian because her first impression wasn’t that of a bad person.

This was a person who would sell her information for ten spirit stones, who only bought an ice lotus inside the Inner City.

If you said someone like this was the Wanhua Saintess, nobody would believe it.

“Are you and Sister Feixue tricking me together?” Qian Feixu looked unconvinced.

Hua Jian shrugged. “Looks like my disguise is pretty successful. Even after announcing my identity, you don’t believe I’m the Wanhua Saintess.”

With that, she stood up, walked in front of Qian Feixu, and said, “Then watch closely. I’m going to transform back.”

A puff of colorful smoke appeared around her. Hua Jian spun lightly in the mist, and as the smoke dissipated, Hua Jian in the Wanhua Saintess uniform appeared before Qian Feixu’s eyes.

To be honest… this was almost exactly like a magical girl’s transformation sequence.

Hua Jian hadn’t expected to become a magical girl in another world.

Qian Feixu was completely stunned. She stared wide-eyed at Hua Jian in disbelief.

Oh no. It really was the Wanhua Saintess.

She instinctively reached out and carefully pinched Hua Jian’s arm. Feeling the soft, real touch, she finally accepted reality.

“You… you’re really the Wanhua Saintess?!”

“Really. Otherwise, how would I know your cousin Feixue? How would I bring you here?” Hua Jian nodded and roughly rubbed the silly girl’s head.

Indeed, Qian Feixue was no ordinary person. Anyone could just call her over?

And this place was clearly extraordinary; an ordinary person couldn’t just bring them upstairs.

The doubts that Qian Feixu had overlooked before came back to her one by one, fully confirming Hua Jian’s identity.

Which meant… she had just insulted the Wanhua Saintess to her face, saying she was shameless and not worth a single hair of Linglong’s?

Oh my!

“Um, Saintess, could you pretend you didn’t hear what I said earlier?”

“Oh? Do you mean the part about me being shameless and going barefoot, or the part where you ran me down to hype up Linglong?” Hua Jian floated back to her seat, dangling her feet as she countered.

Qian Feixu had said quite a lot, and much of it was badmouthing that shouldn’t be said to someone’s face.

Especially the part calling Hua Jian shameless—that was hard for Hua Jian to accept.

“Pfft… ahem, Sister Hua Jian, don’t bully her. With that outfit, anyone would think it’s a bit shameless.”

To that, Hua Jian had a slight difference of opinion. She pointed at her upper body and argued righteously that the top part of the Saintess uniform was actually fine.

At most, the fabric was a little flimsy. Everything else was perfectly normal, okay?

The only skin showing was her forearms and wrists.

“And the bottom half? What proper girl runs around outside without even shoes and socks?”

“Can we drop that topic? I… I at least wear socks, okay?” Hua Jian argued. When she met Qian Feixue at the city gate last time, she was wearing white socks.

But that level of coverage… wasn’t exactly proper; it was actually more suggestive.

Qian Feixue patted Hua Jian’s shoulder. “Sister Hua Jian, don’t try to defend it. This outfit is shameless. You can’t blame others for thinking that.”

For a Wanhuagu Saintess, dressing a little immodestly was normal.

“That’s why I don’t like these things.” Hua Jian knew she couldn’t change the fact that the clothes were very alluring. She sighed and accepted reality.

She used the mist to cover herself and changed back into her normal clothes. Then she turned to Qian Feixu, who was still in a mental storm. “Has your head cleared, little Feixu?”

Qian Feixu instinctively retorted, “Don’t call me little Feixu. I’m already sixteen…”

“I’m twenty. It’s fine to call you little Feixu.” Finally, Hua Jian had found someone she could dominate in age. Hooray.

That made Qian Feixu a little suspicious. She looked at Hua Jian several times and muttered in a very small voice, “Twenty years old, but you look younger than me…”

Well, that was indeed Hua Jian’s weakness. She did look a bit too young.

But that could also be explained. After all, she was a spirit item that had taken human form.

Among spirit items, a twenty-year-old was no different from a baby.

So it was perfectly normal for her to be petite and underdeveloped.