“Sir, what do you mean?”
Hearing Su Jiu’s voice, Li Ziwei was slightly stunned and asked a bit stammeringly, seemingly confused. The ordinary audience also appeared surprised, as if the important figure mentioned by Young Master Li did not have a close relationship with him.
Su Jiu slightly raised her head and looked at Li Ziwei, who was almost 1.8 meters tall. She subtly raised her arm, pointing her fingertip at his forehead. A cold smile appeared on her delicate face, and she slowly said, “I’m her partner, understand?”
As Su Jiu spoke, her hair suddenly lifted, and an extremely powerful aura pressed outwards like waves, causing the magic crystal lamps in the venue to emit “ding ding” sounds.
Su Jiu’s sudden change in demeanor also caused some commotion during the concert, especially among the “big shots” in the front row. They stared at the petite figure in terror, even easily sensing the oppressive aura.
Sensing this, everyone present was not foolish and quickly understood that the influential figure they relied on seemed to have kicked a reinforced iron plate. Tonight’s events would likely turn into a farce where neither side would benefit.
Looking at Su Jiu’s sharp fingers, Li Ziwei’s expression changed wildly. After a moment, he raised his head, forced a smile, and spread his hands, saying, “Sir, are you mistaken? She’s a woman, and you are also a woman…”
“I’ll give you three seconds. If you don’t leave, don’t blame me for being heavy-handed…”
Before Li Ziwei could finish, Su Jiu’s eyes became menacing, and her fingertips began to gather power, as if butterflies were circling her fingertips. A massive pressure was released from her fingertips, directly lifting Li Ziwei’s brightly styled, medium-length hair.
“Three!”
“Two!”
Hearing the countdown, Li Ziwei quickly reacted, retreated dozens of steps, and sat down on a chair, saying solemnly, “Esteemed Elder, my father is a War God level expert, affiliated with the main branch of the Law Enforcement Hall. Is it not impolite to expel me so casually?”
Ignoring Li Ziwei, Su Jiu glanced at Bai Zhi, who was watching her, and after a moment of silence, she pulled Bai Zhi into her arms. She greedily inhaled the intoxicating fragrance unique to Floating Life Blossom and whispered into Bai Zhi’s ear, “Little fool, why did you do this? Aren’t you afraid I’ll leave you?”
Feeling the familiar embrace, Bai Zhi, who had long been brewing sarcastic words to anger Su Jiu, couldn’t say them. She could only cover her lips and finally, as if by accident, speak up, “Because a certain flirt wouldn’t do that. If she were that kind of person, I would have already died in the sea.”
She then tightened her grip, exhaled warm, fragrant breath towards Su Jiu’s sensitive earlobe, and tiptoed, asking softly, “Don’t you like it? Then the two of us, mother and daughter, will have to live under someone else’s roof and be bullied.”
“Sigh… I don’t know when you little fool sneakily did this.”
Hearing the implied acknowledgment, Su Jiu sighed softly, then gently released Bai Zhi, pressing on her shoulders. She looked directly into Bai Zhi’s small, delicate face, which was as soft as a gardenia flower, and said solemnly,
“Since we have come this far, no matter what, I will naturally fulfill my duties as a husband.”
Her mental power was already infinitely close to the half-step War God level, so she could naturally sense the new life in Bai Zhi’s belly – even feeling the aura of bloodline that originated from herself.
“Hehe…”
Seeing Su Jiu’s rare seriousness on her delicate little face, Bai Zhi found it amusing. Like a white snake teasing Xu Xian, she swiftly stole a kiss on Su Jiu’s right cheek and said in a voice only they could hear,
“Then tonight, can my husband fulfill his… rightful duty~”
After saying that, a blush spread across her face, and she quickly let go of Su Jiu’s arm, clasping her hands behind her back and revealing a sweet smile, like a mischievous young lady from ancient times teasing her bookworm sweetheart.
“Okay.”
Hearing Bai Zhi’s somewhat unreliable behavior, Su Jiu affectionately stroked her head. Looking at the girl’s softer face compared to before, she suddenly felt that Bai Zhi had changed.
She seemed to be becoming more and more human-like.
“Could it be that Bai Zhi’s partner is this important figure?”
“This has really gotten interesting.”
“Young Master Li Ziwei must be extremely embarrassed, and he even revealed his family background, but she didn’t even give him a proper glance.”
Su Jiu’s embrace instantly caused astonished whispers to spread across the square, making Li Ziwei’s expression even more unpleasant.
“Little White, we’ve been together for a few months. Your partner is a woman, and how can women be with women?”
After exhaling, as if intentionally putting on a brave face, he took out a very exquisite small box from his swallowtail coat pocket. He deliberately took two steps forward, presented the box, and forced a smile towards Bai Zhi in the distance, saying, “This is an accessory close to the King level, worth tens of millions. Instead of looking for a female partner, why not consider me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he gently lifted the box, revealing a crimson diamond ring made of special magic crystals, even adorned with shimmering stardust.
“Young Master Ziwei speaks the truth; women together ultimately cannot have offspring.”
“Meeting such a rich and handsome man who likes you so much, if you don’t marry him, and you break up later, you’ll be very sad.”
The appearance of the diamond ring immediately captivated everyone’s attention. Looking at Bai Zhi, who remained unmoved, they all felt pity for Li Ziwei.
“Let’s go. You’ve made your point – we don’t need to listen to their gossip.”
However, before the crowd could sigh for too long, Bai Zhi looked at the gazes around her, tugged at Su Jiu’s sleeve, whispered a few words, and then looked up at Li Ziwei, saying coldly, “Put away your junk! Even if my partner was woven from grass, she’d be more valuable than you.”
Being rebuked by the person she liked again, Li Ziwei’s expression immediately darkened completely. Even the hand holding the box showed bulging veins. He took a deep breath, seemingly disregarding Su Jiu’s identity, and actually yelled at her in a low voice:
“Sir, you are a night walker who walks in death. Why must you drag an innocent woman down with you? Thirty years east, thirty years west; I may not reach your level.”
Su Jiu glanced at him and smiled indifferently, saying softly, “You won’t reach it. You are not the protagonist of the book, nor am I. But I will be stronger than you.”
Li Na quickly ran to his side and whispered, “Brother, stop fooling around.” Perhaps it was this sentence that made Li Ziwei grit his teeth again and then say solemnly, “Moreover, you don’t even have alchemical items comparable to my ring, so how can you give Bai Zhi happiness?”
“Who says I don’t have any.”
Su Jiu chuckled lightly and, under everyone’s gaze, also took something out of her pocket. It was a sandalwood box. As everyone watched with curiosity, she gently opened the wooden box, and a dazzling light flashed in the room, as if a dragon’s roar could be faintly heard.
“This is… a rare storage ring.”
Bai Zhi stared blankly at the ring, looking at the twinkling starlight on it, reflected in her pure white eyes. It seemed as if the entire world had stopped at this moment and turned black and white, with only the ring before her having color.
But soon, her left hand was held by a pair of equally fair and tender hands. Then, the owner of that hand gently put the diamond ring on her finger. With the cool touch, the world quickly seemed to regain its color, starting from the small hand and gradually brightening. The world seemed to regain color bit by bit from Su Jiu.
It was beautiful and full of love, as if at this moment, both of them only had eyes for each other.
“Clap! Clap!”
Just then, Lin Mei, standing behind Bai Zhi, shook her head with a smile, suddenly stood up, and gently clapped her hands. The crisp applause echoed through the concert hall.
“Clap, clap—”
Whether it was a herd mentality or something else, thunderous applause erupted again in the venue, as if the drifting frost and snow and the cold wind were no longer so biting.
…
“Now I’m truly a clown. Little sister, you’re going to be the death of me…”
Li Ziwei’s face grew increasingly unsightly. He glanced at the ring on Bai Zhi’s hand and listened to the thunderous applause. Then, his eyes turned cold, and he abruptly flicked his sleeve and left the hotel.
This time, he had truly lost face completely, having his confession target snatched away by an elf-like woman…
If this news reached his father, the entire main hall would probably treat him and his sister as a joke, and his promotion to a main hall elder would most likely be impossible.
“I have a way to eliminate that Night Watcher and avenge you, but you need to follow our instructions.”
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the door and walked to the streetlight, a black shadow clung to the wall, and a hoarse voice faintly emanated. The streetlight illuminated a golden object on him, making it shine exceptionally bright.
“Avenge me? Who are you?”
As an Initial Stage Battle King, Li Ziwei couldn’t sense the other party’s aura, which naturally made him look solemn. Given his special identity, it was normal for “special” people to approach him.
“Who I am is not important. What’s important is, do you want to eliminate that Night Watcher?” the hoarse voice sounded again, as if with a hint of a smile.
“How will you do it?”
Hearing this voice, Li Ziwei’s pupils slightly contracted. Killing a Night Watcher elder in Dragon Country was a consequence he could not bear. However, the scene of Su Jiu slapping him in the face vividly flashed in his mind.
The black shadow chuckled faintly, “Killing her, I alone am enough.”
Hearing the other party’s voice, Li Ziwei clenched his fist. After a long time, he slowly relaxed and said in a low voice, “What do you want me to do?”
“Act as our Ancient God Sect’s mole in Snow Country. She killed my subordinate priest, so I naturally have to take action,” the black shadow said with a hoarse laugh, his voice gradually fading and becoming more ethereal.
Watching the increasingly faint black shadow, Li Ziwei felt like he had surfaced from a swimming pool, his body weak. His gaze lowered, and he seemed to recall something important—
The Ancient God Sect’s golden cross insignia seemed to belong to a Black-clad Bishop…
Whether the Black-clad Bishop could defeat an Elder was still unknown. The other party must have heard Su Jiu’s identity as a Night Watcher at the banquet… but they did not fully understand it.
