"May I know your name, young master?"
"Li Chu."
"Where are you from, young master?"
"Hangzhou."
"What does young master usually do? study or do business?"
"Cultivate the Dao."
Jiang Li paused for a moment.
He almost blurted out,"what Dao do you cultivate?"
She stood up, the soft silk fabric sticking to her curvaceous body, her figure extremely smooth. She slowly walked past the screen and came in front of Li Chu.
"Young master, are you a cultivator?"
"Yes."
Li Chu nodded, secretly thinking that this woman had a lot of questions.
What he did not know was that in shenluo city, miss Jiangli was famous for being cold and aloof. In the past, the scholars who had talked to her often commented that she was a woman of few words. Whoever could speak a few more words to miss Jiang Li would immediately be proud.
If those people knew that Li Chu was still feeling impatient because of this, they would probably draw their swords on the spot.
