"Palace Master, you must be mistaken. Everyone in the palace knows that I don't usually go out unless I'm cultivating."
Leng Ningyue had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue pretending, her hands trembling slightly inside her sleeves.
"Ahem, let me say something."
"It's a bit strange for us to chat standing here. Let's go inside and sit down."
Wang Feng stepped forward, raised his hands, interrupted the two women's argument, and then... he became the center of attention.
"Since you want to go in, please go in and sit down."
Upon hearing this, Wang Feng froze on the spot, hands raised. Jiang Hanxi's tone sounded normal at first glance, but upon closer examination...
Under the gaze of the two women, Wang Feng gently lowered his raised hands, silently walked back behind Jiang Hanxi with his head down, and said nothing more.
"This is the first and the last time."
After saying this, Jiang Hanxi turned and left, the meaning of her words couldn't be clearer.
"Thank you, Palace Master."
Looking at Jiang Hanxi's retreating figure, Leng Ningyue could only bow her head and offer her thanks; this was a warning.
Even a cultivator at the Breaking Yuan Realm like her was sweating profusely; Jiang Hanxi's aura of oppression was simply too strong.
Not only is her cultivation level unfathomable, but she also speaks with such coldness. She's genuinely afraid that the Palace Master will perform a soul search on her.
Wang Feng stood there, looking at her slightly trembling arm, and his lips twitched involuntarily.
Jiang Hanxi was indeed as terrifying as ever in front of others, Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly, having experienced Jiang Hanxi's oppressive aura firsthand.
"Are you staying here overnight instead of leaving?"
"Hey~, it's here!"
When Jiang Hanxi called out to him, Wang Feng's body trembled slightly, and he quickly chased after her.
"You are no longer allowed to go to the Ice Palace disciples' residences, so as not to disturb each other's cultivation."
Back in the main palace, Jiang Hanxi looked at Wang Feng and gave him a cold warning.
"ah???"
"And what about you?"
“I am the Palace Master, and also your master. What is there that prevents me from approaching you?”
"Then Master, I, I..."
"Um?"
Jiang Hanxi sat in the chair with a slight frown, not understanding what Wang Feng was trying to say.
As if he had made a huge decision, Wang Feng suddenly shouted, "Can I hug you!?"
Was he really that close?
Jiang Hanxi was stunned by what Wang Feng said, staring blankly at him for a while before she came back to her senses.
What do you think?
Jiang Hanxi seemed to be letting Wang Feng guess for himself, but the meaning behind it was all too clear.
But if Wang Feng were to guess, there would only be one possibility.
"I think it definitely can! Hehe."
As Wang Feng spoke, he opened his arms and walked towards Jiang Hanxi, but stopped when he was still a sword's distance away from her.
It was indeed a sword's distance, because the tip of the cold sword was only about three centimeters away from Wang Feng's chest.
"Master, waaaaah!..."
This time, Han Jian didn't even get a chance to speak before his mouth was sealed shut. He gradually stopped even whimpering, probably because he was tired.
"What do you think now?"
Whether it was Wang Feng's imagination or not, Jiang Hanxi's tone seemed to carry a hint of amusement.
"Okay... no."
"Um."
Jiang Hanxi put away the cold sword after hearing these words.
"And what about the elders?"
Wang Feng asked another question.
Jiang Hanxi remained silent for a while after hearing this. Indeed, she was referring to the disciples and elders of the Ice Palace. What should be done about them?
"That won't work either."
Jiang Hanxi answered instantly with her icy words, as if she hadn't even thought about it.
Wang Feng stood there, looking somewhat at a loss under Jiang Hanxi's gaze.
Jiang Hanxi looked at Wang Feng for a while, then said coldly, "If you don't behave, I will hand you over to the Supreme Elder for instruction."
Wang Feng feigned a look of great surprise, and he was genuinely shocked.
"Master, please don't! After all, the Supreme Elder is still an elder!"
"I just want to stay by Master's side, please don't have this thought anymore~"
Wang Feng clasped his hands together in a pleading gesture, and it was this gesture that stunned Jiang Hanxi.
"Fairy sister, please help me just this once, please, please~"
"Master, Master?"
Seeing Jiang Hanxi in a daze, Wang Feng waved his hand and called out twice in a gesture of surprise and confusion.
Hearing this unfamiliar address, Jiang Hanxi felt a strange pang of sadness in her heart.
Sensing the faint, ethereal aura emanating from Wang Feng.
Jiang Hanxi could have simply raised her hand and sent a gust of wind to drive it away, but instead, she inexplicably took out a small bottle.
"Go rinse your face."
Jiang Hanxi handed the small bottle to Wang Feng and said indifferently.
It contained a clear liquid; I didn't know what it was, but it looked like flower nectar.
"Master, with my cultivation level, I no longer need to wash up. Why do I still need to?"
Wang Feng was clear-headed, and knowing full well the answer, he asked the question.
In the end, Wang Feng obediently left the house under Jiang Hanxi's silent, deathly gaze.
"Master, how can we wash with such a small bottle?"
The door opened again, and Wang Feng asked with a grin, looking like a fool.
Swoosh~
Jiang Hanxi pulled out a large bucket from somewhere and threw it at Wang Feng, who quickly caught it.
The door closed.
The door opened again.
"Master! What should we do if there's no water?"
Jiang Hanxi tossed out another Flame Stone with a whoosh, then glanced at Xue behind Wang Feng.
The magic in this world is strange; people with mismatched spiritual roots cannot cultivate magic of another attribute.
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