servant: …………

After a moment's thought, he whispered, "Xiao Yuan, do you know that the Right Protector is sick and is waiting for the medicine man's heart's blood to treat him?"

“We guarded the White Moon Sect for three months, and even went so far as to pretend to collect tribute in order to massacre the White Moon Sect, all in order to force Ling Sijin to come forward.”

"We lost so many people, and we finally got a chance to get close to Ling Sijin."

This is not the time for you to show off!

“I know!” Shang Linyuan insisted, “But I am the best bodyguard under the Right Protector of the Martial Alliance. I know how to better extract blood from the Right Protector.”

"I'll wear a veil so Ling Sijin won't notice!"

The servant wanted to argue, but saw Shang Linyuan directly turn his murderous gaze toward the man in blue whom Si Jin had taken a liking to.

He said coldly, "If you don't let me go, I'll kill him right now."

"Then everyone went in again so that Ling Sijin could make a careful selection."

"He makes a wrong choice, I'll kill him."

"Until he chooses me!"

As the boy spoke, his eyes turned unusually cold.

It implies that if the goal is not achieved, everyone will be slaughtered.

The servant felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of this, and had no choice but to give in and hand the task back to him.

… …

Shang Linyuan returned to his room, quickly changed his clothes, and put on a veil.

Holding a pot of tea, she gently pushed open Si Jin's door.

The first thing you see is a beautiful woman reclining on a couch, drinking wine.

His eyesight seemed to be poor; after finishing a cup, he couldn't find the wine pot for a long time.

He almost dropped the wine cup in his hand.

The movement was too exaggerated, causing the red dress to droop.

The neckline loosened naturally, subtly revealing her delicate, porcelain-white collarbone.

It looks like a flawless, translucent jade, making one want to...

Take a bite.

Shang Linyuan felt inexplicably thirsty.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed hard, quickening his pace as he walked toward Si Jin.

He thought with concern: Isn't the White Moon Cult Leader quite famous in the martial arts world? How come he's so easily distrustful?

Despite his poor eyesight, he wanders around aimlessly, seemingly unafraid of being plotted against.

It's a good thing it was him who came in; if it had been someone else...

No!

We can't replace her with someone else!

Thinking of this, Shang Linyuan immediately interrupted his thoughts.

For some reason, he felt a strange possessiveness towards the blind cult leader in front of him.

Ling Sijin looks so beautiful, only he can see her!

Even Shang Linyuan himself didn't realize that the moment Si Jin didn't choose him, he had completely forgotten about the mission.

At this moment, filled with a strange sense of jealousy, she placed the tea next to Si Jin.

"drunk!"

He muttered a complaint to himself, then lowered his head, trying to take the wine cup from Si Jin's hand, but was instead pushed away.

"No! Men and women shouldn't touch each other, don't touch me!"

Si Jin deliberately used a falsetto when she said this.

After speaking in a female voice, she collapsed onto the couch, catching her breath softly.

The smell of alcohol lingered, even tinging his earlobes with a blush.

The red coral earring on his left ear shone even brighter.

A single word or action was enough to leave Shang Linyuan speechless, his worldview shattered, and he stood frozen in place.

A female voice, women's clothing, earrings, and an instinctive dodge.

Could it be... that the White Moon Cult Leader is really a woman?

How could this be...?

Hasn't the White Moon Cult Leader always dressed as a man?

Why would it be... a woman?

Shang Linyuan suppressed his shock, took two steps closer to Si Jin, and questioned her with jealousy.

"We're in a place like this, and you're still talking about men and women not touching each other? Besides, isn't the White Moon Cult Leader a man? Are you drunk, or is the rumor in the martial arts world wrong...?"

"The Right Protector of the Martial Alliance is finding all sorts of ways to make things difficult for the White Moon Sect, sending people everywhere to hunt me down. I'm suffering so much, so I can only come here and find someone to talk to." Si Jin, slightly drunk, was a master of acting.

As she spoke, she had already stood up unsteadily, supporting herself on the bed, and slowly approached Shang Linyuan.

Separated by a veil, their breaths mingled.

Her lips parted slightly, and her voice, still carrying a touch of masculine strength, asked, "What? You don't believe I'm a woman?"

"Then...would you like to verify it yourself?"