"Now we know the name of the sect," Heng Xīnyán stated, "We can go find a carpenter to fix the paifang!" Heng Xīnyán pulled Bàolì Hua up.
With a happy hum, Heng Xīnyán dragged the reluctant Bàolì Hua with her into the village. Once, again Bàolì Hua's nose was assaulted by multiple strange smelling foods.
They were walking in the village streets when yet another male stopped in front of them. Indicating that he wanted to talk to them.
Heng Xīnyán and Bàolì Hua: "..."
They looked at each other and then at the male in front of them.
'Is this a fucking trend?!' Heng Xīnyán grumbled in her mind yet a soft smile surfaced on her red lips when she looked at the gentleman in yellow.
However, Bàolì Hua thought differently. 'Shit! Another client! I wonder how many coins he is going to offer…' Her dark peach blossom eyes looked at the male in front of her with a faint hint of greed deep within along with anticipation.
"How may we help you, gentleman?" Heng Xīnyán inquired, her smile fake as the jaded clip in her hair.
The male in front of them bowed, "Sorry to trouble you, ladies."
Bàolì Hua tsked, snapping her fan close, impatience was almost flowing from her eyes. "Hurry up and speak! You are wasting our time!"
'Quickly! Tell us what you want us to do… Hand the money over!' Her mind spoke differently from her blunt words.
The male in yellow looked up at her with apologetic eyes. "Sorry maidens. I stopped you two because I had sensed that the two of you are cultivators."
Heng Xīnyán felt Bàolì Hua stiffened beside her. So, she watched the male in yellow Hanfu with a graded gaze, "And what does that do with you?"
"I was merely informing you two maidens of the sects' opening disciples ceremony," the male in yellow smiled at the females. "My name is Yun Zhi."
Both females stiffened in shock and Heng Xīnyán narrowed at him, "Yun as in cloud?" She asked and the male nodded.
'What is this fucker's lanky going here?' Bàolì Hua thought, using her fan to cover her lower face. Her eyes constantly glared at the male named Yun Zhi. Her teeth gritted in anger as she remembered that fool of a man yesterday named Yun Jiaolong.
Heng Xīnyán's eyes flickered to the female beside her. Upon seeing the deep tint of red at the tip of her ears, Heng Xīnyán's eyes narrowed in thought. A faint guess appeared in her heart when she recalled Bàolì Hua's anger yesterday at the exchange shop.
'So… she encountered another male surnamed Yun.' Heng Xīnyán's eyes twinkled in delight, 'If that be the case… it will be easy to get my revenge on that fake gentleman through Bàolì Hua.'
She turned to watch the male in yellow before her. Heng Xīnyán grinned yet her dark eyes were terrifyingly dark, "Okay… so when is this opening ceremony for new disciples?"
Even if, Yun Zhi felt the female in the pink smile was weird. He still nodded and responded, "In two years at Dingyu Square."
Heng Xīnyán nodded, "Okay then… see you in two years."
Yun Zhi nodded, "Okay… I'll remember your faces."
He took out a sword, channelling his spiritual energy into it. It levitated and he jumped on it. With a bow in the two females' direction, he shot into the sky with speed.
Heng Xīnyán looked up at his disappearing back with interest. A smirk on her red lips, she turned to Bàolì Hua saying, "We still need to meet the carpenter."
Bàolì Hua nodded, "Yes. Let's go."
Under the directions of the local residents, the two female found their way to the Carpentry Shop. However, before they could enter a familiar voice was heard.
"Lady Fēn! Lady Chun!" The voice was familiar but the unfamiliar names that were called made the females unable to react in time. Hence, when Heng Xīnyán and Bàolì Hua went to step into the shop. A white Hanfu sleeve with pale strong hands grabbed Heng Xīnyán's wrist.
Startled, Heng Xīnyán channelled her spiritual energy in her other hand. She turned around ready to launch an attack on the offender that dared to touch her wrist!
However, seeing the familiar face of Jiǎndān Yìzé's. She defused her spiritual energy and her fierce eyes calmed down. They turned back to their bottomless depth.
Although Jiǎndān Yìzé was startled by her dark eyes that emit strong violence they disappeared without a trace when she saw him. Those familiar smiling eyes greeted him and Jiǎndān Yìzé blinked, thinking he just imagined it.
"Why didn't you answer me?" Jiǎndān Yìzé asked, his eyes narrowed on the two females who were watching him. One with bright smiling eyes. The other eyes were cold and black like the bottomless abyss.
"Answer you?" Bàolì Hua raised a brow.
"Yes! I was calling you two, Lady Fēn and Lady Chun," he stated blankly.
Heng Xīnyán simply smiled, "We were engrossed in our conversion and were unable to hear you gentleman Jiǎndān Yìzé. Apologizes." She then bent her knees lightly.
Even in doubt about her excuse, Jiǎndān Yìzé chose to believe her. He stated, "Then… why not like us continue our conversion from yesterday."
Bàolì Hua shook her head, "Why not take us to meet, Yīnchén Ài."
Jiǎndān Yìzé's eyes brightened, "Lovely idea!"
"But gentleman Jiǎndān Yìzé," Heng Xīnyán paused, looking at him in faint embarrassment, her eyes watery.
Jiǎndān Yìzé felt a tickle in his heart and he looked away with a faint red blush tinting his ears, "What is it, Lady Fēn?" He asked with a light cough.
"I'm doing this quick errand for my father," she started, "So can you and Mèimei wait for me?"
Jiǎndān Yìzé nodded, "It won't hinder our plans."
Heng Xīnyán sent him an apologetic smile before entering the carpentry shop. Bàolì Hua stood, watching Heng Xīnyán's exaggerated acting with an itch on her lips.
Bàolì Hua wanted to smack that fake pitiful look that Heng Xīnyán had on and even worse for leaving her with a human soul! A human soul! How her heart itched in disbelief… but this male's soul in front of her was strong. She wanted to eat him. However, just as she went to make her move. That annoying fake gentle tone came from in front of her.
Bàolì Hua looked up, seeing that fake gentleman in his yellow Hanfu and a light smile on his lips. Her eyes showed deep disdain.
"Ahhh… look who I see," Yun Jiaolong strolled walking in her direction.
Bàolì Hua looked at him coldly, "Gentleman Yun." She bend her knees slightly before standing to look at the male in yellow who grinned at her before using his yellow fan to cover his face.
"Beauty, why glare at me with such cold eyes?" He asked, his voice was teasing and Bàolì Hua hated it with a passion.
"Who are you?" Under Bàolì Hua's eyes, she watched as the slender back of the male in white stood before her. Blocking her thin body from Yun Jiaolong's sight.
Yun Jiaolong watched the male with a raised brow. The intensity between their stares was strong and an imaginary lightning ran between their eyes.
Bàolì Hua rolled her eyes at their dramatic selves.