If Li Jinchu weren't confident in her ability to recognize others, she would almost suspect that someone had disguised themselves as Ji Mofan to take advantage of the situation.
After all, there is evidence that the previously brilliant young man was able to maintain his cultivation level for four whole years.
If he wasn't impersonated, could it be because he didn't diligently cultivate for some other reason?
It has to be said that if he had told Ji Mofan this conjecture back then, he might have actually received a slightly guilty expression in return.
They didn't change the person, but they definitely changed the core.
But the timeframe wasn't four years ago as he thought, but rather the moment before they were almost completely on the verge of an irreversible situation.
A hint of doubt flashed in Ji Mofan's eyes.
He was clearly congratulating Li Jinchu on getting what he wanted, so why did this person turn around and call him a dog?
Li Jinchu could tell from Ji Mofan's eyes that he probably didn't understand what she was saying at all.
Ji Mofan seems to think that if someone flirts with him, he'll think there's sand in their eye.
But his "blindness" was intermittent. Whenever the other party made him uncomfortable, he could react quickly. Any abnormality that he hadn't noticed before would suddenly become obvious. In front of him, people could only tuck their tails between their legs.
There's a kind of beauty in judging people rather than things.
The piece of fan bone pressed against the tip of my nose wasn't cold; on the contrary, it was warm and even carried a hint of spice.
Li Jinchu subtly twitched the tip of her nose. "Why did you suddenly decide to use fragrance?"
Ji Mofan still didn't understand how the words had jumped from the little dog to the spices on his body.
He assumed that Li Jinchu was changing the subject and casually pulled a rather ordinary-looking sachet from his waist.
"I adjusted it myself when I had nothing else to do," he said.
Li Jinchu looked at the sachet that Ji Mofan had casually handed to her, and for a moment she didn’t know whether she should reach for it or not.
This Ji Mo Fan seems to lack even basic common sense. Does he even understand what it means for two people to exchange sachets?
In some small countries with strict laws, taking out such a thing is no different from taking off one's clothes in front of the other party.
Unconsciously, Li Jinchu rubbed his fingertips together, his hand hanging in his sleeve. Suddenly, for some reason, or perhaps just to tease a child, he reached out his hand.
The moment his five fingers came together—he grasped nothing.
In fact, given Li Jinchu's strength, it wouldn't have been a problem for him to snatch the items before Ji Mofan withdrew.
However, whether he didn't expect the other party to make a sudden move or was thinking about other things that affected his actions, when he came to his senses, all he could feel was the subtle touch of that piece of fabric on his fingertips; he was only grasping at air.
"Young Master Li, be careful." The small blue bag was hooked by Ji Mofan with one finger, and when it was pulled back, it spun around on his fingertip.
The crystal beads hanging on top weren't of particularly high quality, but the angle of the cut was good, and the sound they made when struck was quite crisp.
Like shattered jade.
Li Jinchu felt his eyebrows twitch sharply.
Well done... This kid actually managed to tease the senior first.
Jimo Fan didn't fail to understand; rather, he understood it beyond measure.
He deliberately took out the sachet, wanting to reach out and take it himself.
If he actually reached out to take it, Ji Mofan could rightfully accuse him of having ulterior motives.
So all that confusion just now was probably just an act by this kid, waiting for him to walk right into the trap.
He couldn't help but chuckle.
It's rare for anyone or anything to make him lose control of his expression and become so open about his likes and dislikes, but this doesn't seem to be the first time something like this has happened to Ji Mofan.
"The so-called 'art of managing people' that I told you about last time," but Young Master Li was still Young Master Li after all, and a moment of losing his composure was enough. He immediately pulled back the corners of his mouth, "Now you know how to apply it in practice."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Ji Mo Fanzhuang, who was good at handling garlic, hung the sachet back in its original place. "I only saw that Young Master Li's words and actions were inappropriate, and that he tried to take my personal belongings."
Li Jinchu realized that Ji Mofan had never mentioned giving her the sachet from beginning to end.
"I was just curious about what spices you used to make it, and I wanted to learn how to make it myself." But he was quick to find a plausible excuse.
Ji Mo Fan shrugged, not making things too difficult for him, and simply rattled off a list of spice names, telling him to figure it out himself.
He could slap Ning Weisheng to wake him up, but he didn't need to with Li Jinchu; he was a smart man.
Ji Mofan was unwilling to waste his time on useless sentimentality. Li Jinchu's schedule was even busier than his. In addition to cultivation, he also had to take care of family affairs. Otherwise, he wouldn't be over thirty years old and still not have a chance to find a partner.
Li Jinchu's feelings for him now are definitely not inappropriate; it's just that she cares about him a little and is curious about him.
But this person always likes to let their curiosity run rampant, and who knows, it might also lead to them developing feelings for him.
Ji Mofan didn't want things to escalate to that point, otherwise dealing with someone like Li Jinchu would be very troublesome.
He wasn't like Ning Weisheng, who was impulsive and could be dealt with with a single slap, nor was he like Li Geyue, who had little personal strength and no powerful backing.
Li Jinchu was the complete opposite of them. He was so cunning that it was as if he had a heart on a sieve. His spiritual power level was also higher than theirs, and he was the officially recognized heir of the Li family.
Ji Mo Fan must be out of his mind to extinguish that spark before it spreads like wildfire.
Li Jinchu didn't insist on anything. This time, he simply withdrew his hand and took the initiative to find an excuse to change the subject, which was his response to Ji Mofan's almost overt hint.
However, after saying just this short paragraph, Ji Mofan had a rare feeling that his head was filled with mush.
He's definitely not suited to this kind of conversation. If only all troubles could be slapped back like Ning Weisheng's.
I even felt a little hungry.
While breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is a common method for cultivators to replenish their energy, there are occasional times when the consumption is too great. Taking pills and cooking with various ingredients containing spiritual energy have the same effect, except that the former is more efficient.
Ji Mofan didn't say anything. He just unconsciously lowered his eyes and glanced at his stomach. But Li Jinchu was so quick-witted that he immediately realized what Ji Mofan was trying to do.
"Shall I take you to see the dining hall of the Xiaoling Cult?" he said.
Ji Mofan didn't refuse, after all, he was really hungry.
Even the dining hall of the Xiaoling Sect is much larger than that of the Yuncang Sword Sect.
Even the current Yuncang Sword Sect's dining hall is the result of Ji Mo Fan's expansion over the past four years.
Previously, the Yun Cang Sword Sect did not have many disciples, but the influx of newcomers over the past four years has made it impossible for the sect's various infrastructures to support such a large number of people. In addition to infrastructure such as the dining hall, martial arts arena, and dormitory, Ji Mo Fan had also proposed the idea of adding the position of elder.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com