My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 867 - 483: Shi Qingjun Attends the Banquet (Double-Length)

Chapter 867: Chapter 483: Shi Qingjun Attends the Banquet (Double-Length)

Night.

A maid’s face flushed red, her gaze seemed rooted to Wen Li, unwilling to leave.

She couldn’t believe it. The princess-like sister before her was...was actually the Immortal Sect girl, bold and valiant, whom she and her sisters secretly watched just a moment ago. Everyone knew an Immortal Sect girl came to see their Pingniang, but as her sisters entered the banquet one by one, they all thought that girl had already returned to heaven.

Little did they know, she stayed here and changed into new clothes.

If it weren’t for Ah Qing telling her this, she would never have believed it.

"..."

Wen Li looked at the blushing maid leading her to the banquet, watching as Ah Qing’s figure grew distant.

The Half-Demon maid who had previously helped her change clothes apologized when the yellow-clad girl arrived, and others took over guiding her, while Ah Qing left with the yellow-clad girl under a shared umbrella.

’A colorful transition,

...’

Wen Li thought of Ah Qing’s parting words, which sounded like a joke, and her lips curved up slightly.

This was the first Half-Demon she had interacted with up close who could communicate normally, leaving a deep impression on Wen Li.

In the past, Half-Demons either lost themselves in desires or had degraded bloodlines incapable of communication, only to be sent to their fate with a single sword strike.

Ah Qing.

Wen Li found herself unexpectedly fond of her.

Maybe it was because, despite being a Half-Demon, she could let go of her burdensome past and strive for a better, more stable life under the strange gaze of others.

Or perhaps because Ah Qing had someone she loved and someone who loved her.

From what Ah Qing said, it seemed she wanted to console a little girl and ease her tear-stained swelling.

Wen Li could tell Ah Qing doted on that girl greatly.

If given the chance, she might want to sit down and have a good conversation.

At this moment, the new maid noticed Wen Li staring at Ah Qing’s back, her face less flushed, and carefully spoke to the beautiful sister before her, "Sister, Ah Qing may be a Half-Demon, but she’s never harmed anyone. There’s no need for you to...look at her that way."

Evidently, the maid thought Wen Li had a negative opinion of Ah Qing.

Her thoughts were understandable, after all, Wen Li was indeed beautiful, but being from the Immortal Sect, and the Immortal Sect had only one approach towards Half-Demons—eliminate them completely without exception.

Ah Qing had previously encountered many issues with the Immortal Sect in Beisang City.

"Really?" Wen Li withdrew her gaze and looked at the somewhat fearful yet determined maid in front of her.

"Yes, Ah Qing, though a bit peculiar, is a very good girl," the maid replied. Despite her admiration for the Immortal Sect woman, beneath it lay an undeniable fear, but for Ah Qing, she gathered her courage and nodded vigorously.

"I understand." Wen Li didn’t explain further, merely retreating her gaze and softening her tone, "Let’s go."

"Please, miss." The maid sighed a sigh of relief, her eyes shining with even more admiration for Wen Li.

Plainly an Immortal Sect member, yet still such a gentle sister.

Holding an umbrella, she led Wen Li out of the room, walking onto the deck towards the distant banquet hall.

At that moment, a sudden thunderbolt lit up the sky.

"Boom!"

The startling thunderbolt, like a sword’s light, glimmered intensely and stretched across the sky, creating a mile-long electric flash that lingered, as if eternally.

"...Ah!" The maid shivered, her hand nearly releasing the umbrella, but as it was about to slip, Wen Li steadied the umbrella and helpfully supported the maid.

She watched the trembling girl, transferring a stream of True Yuan.

The maid’s pallor gradually faded.

She finally stood straight, her face flushed with embarrassment, "Miss, I...I..."

She felt very ashamed.

A maid, nearly scared enough by thunder to drop the umbrella, how could the world have such a useless woman as her?

"Afraid of thunder?"

Following, a gentle voice sounded in her ear, making her blush even more.

"A little, yes."

"Then I’ll hold the umbrella."

Wen Li raised the umbrella and stepped to the girl’s outside.

Instantly, a small space appeared, enveloping the maid in a nearly overflowing sense of safety.

She stared at Wen Li dumbfounded.

The maid initially thought after expressing her fear, Wen Li would say "Don’t be afraid" or "There’s nothing to fear," words she’d heard countless times, similar to how her sisters comforted her before.

Unexpectedly, the lady didn’t offer any comfort, instead using actions to dispel her fear of thunder.

This feeling...

The maid’s face flushed, she peeked at Wen Li and nodded quickly.

This warm feeling was somewhat reminiscent of Young Master Xu.

Thinking this way, for a time, even the thunder in the sky seemed less frightening; she locked herself beside Wen Li like a well-behaved child, taking shelter under her umbrella.

But just then, she suddenly felt someone watching her, instinctively turning around to see a veiled woman being guided to the painted boat, gazing at her and the Immortal Sect lady.

"What is it?" Wen Li asked.

"Nothing, there’s an unfamiliar young lady," the maid shook her head.