Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 836 - 477: So That Was Your Brother? (Part 2)

They exchanged pleasantries.

Since she was indebted, Lan Xuan'er naturally became a socialite. Unlike Ying Ling, who was reserved, she was talkative and moved actively among the three factions. While recovering her energy, she observed Kui Ying's situation, the surroundings, and used her Daoist Skills to sense the conditions of others.

Then,

she continued to chat and laugh.

Going out with Ying Ling, Lan Xuan'er was the one leading, not Ying Ling, which already highlighted Lan Xuan'er's distinctive talent. She didn't even have to mention anything about joining forces; she naturally fell in line with everyone as if it was a given that they were all on the same ship.

This innate familiarity and approachability were qualities Ying Ling lacked. Ying Ling wasn't particularly reserved; she would use illusions and the sect's secret Bewitching Techniques, like her sisters, to get close to others and gain their trust.

It's just that...

the two women exchanged glances.

One had eyes filled with confidence, pride, showing off, and a hint of provocation, while the other's eyes were filled with awkwardness, restlessness, helplessness, and a bit of awkwardness, completely opposite to the group on the other side.

Seeing the other's discomfort, Jiang Feng felt compelled to break the awkward silence.

"This is Ying Ling. As for how we met... Yue Yue, do you remember the way I looked when we met in Country Liang more than half a year ago?"

"Huh?"

With a face full of confusion.

However, Cen Yueyue had quite a good memory. She recalled the scene when they met. If she remembered correctly, that brat seemed somewhat weak and looked like he was injured then.

"Didn't you have a fight outside the city then? I remember someone punched your nose. Who was it again? I don't recall."

"Well, the culprit is right over there."

Pointing to the flustered Ying Ling beside him.

"I had only been at the Core Formation stage for a few months and was in a rush to find you. I entered the city on a flying sword and floated over her head, and then she threw a dart at me, knocking me down. After landing, I got a solid beating. A high-grade Core Formation bullying an early-stage Core Formation, I ended up with a bloody nose and had to meet you like that."

"Pfft~"

Couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Even though he wanted to keep up the appearance of being angry, Jiang Feng effortlessly lightened the mood. You could even hear a hint of grievance in his words, making even Ying Ling feel awkward sitting there.

"That day, I took two solid kicks from you, so don't make it sound like only you suffered."

The veiled woman couldn't help but mutter, eventually getting herself involved in the conversation, making it seem less unnatural.

"Serves you right; you deserved it. Didn't Liu Xianzi tell you that entering a city with a sword control technique is quite rude, especially when you fly over someone's head? That's a provocation. I'd have thrown a dart at you too, and on top of being in the wrong, you still tried to fight."

"You can't blame me for that. It was a busy time then. My senior sister, who initially taught me cultivation, was killed, and I got disabled, too. After finally getting news of you, I traveled thousands of miles, almost met you, and then... 'dart' she... "

"Hairpin."

Ying Ling interjected abruptly with two words.

"Oh, got knocked down by a hairpin. I was already fuming, and she just ran straight into trouble. Besides, who knew that this quiet-looking girl had such a fiery temper..."

"Don't talk nonsense. When was I fiery?"

"Weren't you the one who attacked first?"

"I just happened to bump into a Southern Border Disciple that day!"

Just thinking about it made her upset. Even after half a year, Ying Ling's anger flared up whenever she remembered that Southern Border Disciple's face. She used to be more restrained around Jiang Feng, but now that they're familiar, she wasn't so reserved.

She spoke outright: "I was waiting for someone outside the city when I unexpectedly encountered a Southern Border Disciple. He was strong as a bull, a Body Cultivator, only at Middle Grade Core Formation. I thought about befriending him since he seemed young and should be a Family Disciple."

"But I didn't expect that bull to blurt out comparisons with brothel women, saying that I was prettier than the Oiran inside. I... I... I was really... Wouldn't you be mad?"

"The worst part is, after our exchange, the bull didn't have a scratch, just some cuts, and he even had backup! Their cultivation was comparable to mine, so I ended up being humiliated and had to retreat."

"That's why I was so angry that day."

"Moreover, there were experts everywhere in Dongliang City. Seeing an early-stage Core Formation flying in recklessly, if anyone inside had bad intentions, you would be dead. I brought you down to save your sorry hide."

"But my good intentions were taken as a waste..."

The two began arguing. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The crowd nearby watched intently, as if people-watching was an instinct engrained in DNA. Members of the Joyful Sect chattered and occasionally laughed. They had never seen Senior Sister Ying Ling being this close and familiar with a man.

It wasn't a feigned closeness but her true feelings after her cold exterior was broken down. There was a sense of running into old friends unexpectedly. Qingluan sat nearby, eating nonchalantly while observing the dust settling in the middle of the field. She fished around in her pocket when she got excited.

She then realized that this wasn't a theater, and so she laughed even harder. Even Lei Chuyu couldn't help but shake her head, both envious and jealous in her eyes.

"This guy's luck with women though... Tch."

The two bickered back and forth, and from their eyes, there wasn't a hint of romance, just brotherly complaints, like questioning why your brother would pull off all kinds of crazy stuff while gaming.

Only Cen Yueyue's expression grew increasingly odd. At first, she was enjoying the gossip, which is a natural inclination for women, but the more she listened, the more her brows furrowed. Ying Ling's tale sounded oddly familiar to her.

"Wait, you said that you encountered a Southern Border Disciple near Dongliang City? Clumsy and foolish, strong as an ox?"

"Uh... right, why?"

The two bickering finally came to a halt.

"Was he a bit short, like a... like a stump?"

Cen Yueyue probed.

"Yeah."

"Was his skin dark, wearing a black vest?"

"Yeah."

"Was that black vest made from Gu Worms?"

"Yeah."

"And were you about thirty miles from Dongliang City then?"

"Yeah."

"..."

"..."

Both women's eyes widened.

Their eyes were full of disbelief. Sometimes the Cultivation World is vast, yet it also feels intimately small. While the realm and land of the Cultivation World are indeed extensive, the circle within it is minuscule. Those with ability often have reputations or relations.

Sometimes you don't need to meet; exchanging words can reveal one's identity because the description just now matched the Southern Border Saintess's brother perfectly.

"... My brother fought with a Joyful Sect woman outside Dongliang City half a year ago."

"I watched from afar, curious about his capability. Later, I got worried and released some Gu Worms to help."

"After the fight, he told me he had never seen such a beautiful girl before and foolishly asked why she wasn't happy when he complimented her beauty."

"Actually, what he wanted to say was Oiran..."

The voice grew weaker.

Jiang Feng timely interjected: "Cen Zhuangzhuang, remember that name. Next time have Yue Yue get him to apologize. Also, the dust has settled; everyone, join forces to subdue this demon."

"How about it?"