After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

She stood there, seemingly blending into the surrounding scenery; unless you looked closely, you wouldn't even notice her presence.

The young man didn't even look up.

His pen didn't stop; he continued to write on the white paper.

However, there was a hint of displeasure in his voice:

"Didn't I tell you not to disturb me when I'm practicing my martial arts?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Upon hearing this, the woman trembled slightly, immediately knelt on one knee, lowered her head, and dared not look at the young man.

"Young Master, this time... it's something important."

The young man paused slightly in his pen.

"Oh? Something important?"

He put down his pen and ink and looked up.

It was a face with sharp features, sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose bridge, yet it carried a hint of coldness.

Especially his eyes, deep and sharp, as if they could see through everything.

He casually waved his hand and grabbed at something in the air.

An invisible force surged from his palm, like an invisible giant hand, reaching for the jade tube in the woman's hand.

The woman felt a lightness in her hand, and the jade tube had already appeared in the young man's hand.

She was startled and secretly shocked.

The young master's treacherous techniques... are getting more and more powerful.

Before I could react at all, the jade tube was taken away.

Kongkong'er placed the jade tube on her forehead, released her divine sense, and began to read its contents.

After a while.

His expression suddenly changed.

A chilling killing intent flashed in those deep eyes.

"The woman this young master has set his sights on..."

"He actually found a Daoist partner in a sect like the Joyful Union Sect?"

"His name is... Lin Fengmian?"

"An inner disciple, with five spiritual roots?"

He murmured, his voice growing colder and colder.

"OK……"

"How dare someone touch my woman!"

His voice carried a hint of suppressed anger.

"Pfft—"

A crisp sound.

He crushed the jade tube to pieces.

The crumbs fell through his fingers like snowflakes.

Upon seeing this, the woman kneeling on the ground didn't dare to utter a sound and lowered her head even further.

She knew that the young master was truly angry.

The courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

The only sound was the rustling of the wind through the bamboo leaves.

a long time.

suddenly--

"Hehehe..."

A low laugh came from Kongkong'er's mouth.

The laughter sounded extremely eerie, cold and unsettling, sending chills down one's spine.

"interesting……"

He muttered to himself, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Then, he looked at the woman and said in a calm voice:

"I remember there is a Xiao family in the Hehuan Sect."

"Didn't they come during the patriarch's birthday banquet?"

"They even proposed at the time that they wanted to become an affiliate of our Kong family..."

He paused, a cold smile playing on his lips:

Tell them—

"If only they could hand over Lin Fengmian's body and bring Su Zhenzhen back unharmed..."

"On behalf of the family, I agree!"

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"but……"

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"If Su Zhenzhen were to lose even a single hair..."

"Then the Xiao family has no reason to exist."

Upon hearing this, the woman quickly cupped her hands in greeting:

"Yes, young master!"

Her voice was trembling.

Immediately, her figure vanished from the spot, as if she had never existed.

Kongkong turned around and sat back down at the stone table.

He picked up the brush and continued writing the unfinished calligraphy in front of him.

Each stroke remains sharp and forceful.

But a chilling killing intent surged within those eyes.

"Su Zhenzhen..."

He murmured, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips:

"You think you can escape my grasp by just finding some good-for-nothing as your shield?"

"Innocent."

"No one can ever take away what I've set my sights on."

He lowered his pen, completing the final stroke.

That was the word "kill".

The air was menacing.

……

at the same time.

Hehuan Sect.

Lin Fengmian and Su Zhenzhen walked into the mission hall side by side.

Su Zhenzhen changed her outfit again today, wearing a light blue dress that accentuated her exquisite figure, making her even more alluring.

She reached out and naturally took Lin Fengmian's hand.

Lin Fengmian was slightly taken aback and tried to pull back, but found that Su Zhenzhen was holding him very tightly.

He looked at Su Zhenzhen, who was smiling and looking around, seemingly unaware of his gaze.

Lin Fengmian felt a sense of helplessness.

This woman...was she doing this on purpose?

Why come to such a crowded place and invite trouble?

The disciples around them stared wide-eyed in shock as the two walked in hand in hand.

"This...isn't this Miss Su Zhenzhen from the Su family?"

"How did she end up with Lin Fengmian?!"

"Don't you know? The two of them have been a cultivation couple for a long time!"

"Huh? When did this happen?!"

"They registered at the Daoist Couple Hall just a few days ago!"

"Good heavens! That beast Lin Fengmian! Didn't he already have the Holy Maiden Nangong? How come he's with Miss Su now..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Are you crazy?!"

The surrounding cultivators gasped in surprise, whispering and discussing amongst themselves.

All sorts of envious, jealous, and shocked gazes fell on Lin Fengmian.

Lin Fengmian felt those gazes and muttered to himself.

This little girl... she definitely did it on purpose!

She just wanted to put herself in the spotlight and let everyone know that she was her Daoist partner.

This will make the people in the Kong family hate themselves even more.

Really...

A woman's heart is the most poisonous!

Lin Fengmian cursed inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, even maintaining a faint smile.

"Look, everyone's looking at us."

Su Zhenzhen leaned close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids, her voice tinged with a hint of smugness.

Lin Fengmian turned his head to look at her, his lips twitching slightly:

"Did you do this on purpose?"

"certainly."

Su Zhen nodded naturally, her smile widening.

"That way, the Kong family will know I wasn't lying to them."

"You are my Daoist partner, the legitimate kind."

Lin Fengmian took a deep breath, suppressing the helplessness in his heart.

Forget it.

Since we're already on this pirate ship, it's too late to get off.

The two walked through the lobby and arrived at the mission distribution area.

Su Zhenzhen casually accepted a task to collect spiritual herbs, and then pulled Lin Fengmian outside.

At that moment, a person in the crowd was coldly watching the two of them.

He was a young man with a sinister face and piercing eyes.

It was Xiao Chen, the younger brother of Xiao Sheng of the Xiao family.

He stared intently at Lin Fengmian's back, his eyes filled with jealousy and murderous intent.

"Lin Fengmian..."

He murmured softly, his voice icy:

"Just you wait and see."

"snort."

"Su Zhenzhen, is she someone a piece of trash like you can even dream of?"

"You won't be able to keep this up for long!"

Su Zhenzhen noticed the envious, jealous, or shocked gazes cast upon her from all around. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, she felt a surge of triumphant pleasure.