Chapter 4: Oops!

Behind the bamboo window was a screen painted with flying birds and walking beasts, obviously used by the owner to block something. But where Jun Muqian was standing, she could see everything that was blocked by the screen. A piece of water shimmered. Jun Muqian was slightly startled. This... Before she could react, the man stood up. The next second, he quickly stretched out his arm and swiftly draped the scarlet robe on his long back. Then, his ink-colored eyes looked over coldly. At this moment, his double pupils were dark and deep, as if covered with a layer of ice, exuding a killing intent. The man clenched his clothes, restrained the impulse to take action, and spat out two words from his thin lips: "Get out!" This word made Jun Muqian suddenly come to her senses. She looked back fearlessly, then turned around in the raging anger. Cough! Am I responsible for this? While thinking, a voice as cold as snow and chill rang in her ears: "Come in." A simple word with the authority of a superior. Jun Muqian: "..." She had never been ordered like this in her life. But she had taken advantage of others and changed her identity, so she had to accept it first. Being able to bend and stretch is the way to survive. The Jun sovereign in the virtual and boundless Eastern Domain was nothing more than a waste of the sect at the moment. "I'm coming," Jun Muqian replied helplessly, and stepped into the door. "But young master, since you invited me, I saw everything, so we are both responsible." Obviously, the scarlet-robed man had just taken a bath, and there was still mist on his eyelashes. After listening, he glanced in a certain direction with sharp eyes and a strong warning. Immediately, Jun Muqian saw the black shadow fleeing. She sneered knowingly. It seemed that this subordinate had done something bad with good intentions. The man then withdrew his gaze. He was still wearing the half-silver mask, without revealing any expression. Although dressed in a fiery and dazzling scarlet robe, his face was extremely cold, which added a few more charming colors to him. His voice did not reveal any ups and downs: "Sit down." Jun Muqian did not hesitate, lifted her sleeve, and sat down, squinting to observe the person in front of her. At the same time, the man was also looking at her. The distance this time was very close, so she could see his double pupils clearly. It was like two deep springs, making people just want to sink in. The two stared at each other for a long time, and suddenly-- "Muqian?" "It's me." Jun Muqian nodded. "My parents died since childhood, and I was abandoned in front of a broken temple at the age of three, and was picked up by people from the Star Luo Sect." The man's eyelashes were slightly closed. "I was born without spiritual roots, and my dantian was broken when I was fifteen. I have not yet condensed spiritual power." Jun Muqian still said, "It's me." From her memory, Muqian was young...