Chapter 5: Beautiful Woman, Meet Again!

Jun Muqian: "..."

She didn't mean to do it, she just wanted to steady herself.

She quickly straightened her clothes, got up, and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, young master."

She knew she had gone too far, she was just too curious about this young master's appearance and inadvertently reached out her hand.

But she didn't mean to cause such a scene.

In that moment just now, she felt a towering killing intent seeping into her bones.

As if the God of Killing had descended, and the bones were returning.

But strangely, he didn't make a move.

Couldn't, or didn't want to?

Mulin was trembling with fear on the side. Seeing all this, would his master kill her?

This girl was too bold, she saw his master bathing calmly, and now she wants to take off his clothes?!

After calming down several times, the man in red finally took back all his killing intent. He slowed down and his cold eyes became even colder: "Get out."

It was not a good day for killing, if she disappoints him in the future, killing her would not be too late.

Mulin finally breathed a sigh of relief and took a step forward, "Miss Mu, would you like to go to Xingluo Sect with me?"

"Okay." Jun Muqian smiled, then turned around suddenly, "Since the young master has thoroughly investigated me, do I have the privilege of knowing the young master's name?"

She could naturally see that the young master wanted her to do something.

As for what it was, she didn't know yet.

But if she could cooperate with the Regent Court, Xingluo Sect would not be afraid.

After glancing at her, the man in red closed his eyes and leaned on the couch, breathing softly, his face clear and cold.

"Ah, okay." Jun Muqian was a little disappointed, but she didn't mind, "Then I'll have to wait until next time..."

"Rongqing." He interrupted her.

"Hmm?" Jun Muqian looked at him with her peach blossom eyes.

"Name." The man in red said these two words, then fell silent again.

"Rong...qing?" Jun Muqian repeated, thinking to herself that this name sounded more girly than hers.

But it sounded nice and suited his voice, and his person.

It seemed that he was afraid she would tease him again next time.

"Nice name." She smiled and waved, "Beautiful Miss, see you later!"

Rongqing: "..."

Mulin: "!"

Almost afraid that the next second would bring about the disappearance of evidence, Mulin came to Jun Muqian in an instant, then picked her up and "scooched" away.

It wasn't until they left the Regent Court that he slowed down his pace.

The sound of "Beautiful Miss" just now scared him to death. Fortunately, he ran fast.

Just as Mulin was still trembling with fear, he heard a voice in his ear, "This young man, let's make a deal."

Jun Muqian coughed a few times, "Put me down, it's a bit tight."

"I'm sorry!" Mulin realized he almost strangled the young lady and immediately loosened her collar, "Miss Mu, I was too anxious."

"It's okay." Jun Muqian moved her neck a bit, "...

"Because..." Mu Lin hesitated for a moment, "the master hates it when people say he is 'pretty'."

"That's not right." Jun Mu Qian was surprised, "I, on the other hand, love it when people compliment me on being handsome."

When she first dressed as a man and traveled through the rivers and lakes, a group of women even threw sachets at her.

"Ahem." Mu Lin felt a bit embarrassed, but still forced himself to say, "It is said that the master was often mistaken for a little girl when he was young, so..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, little girl, hahaha..." Jun Mu Qian shook her head repeatedly. "So that's the reason."

Being mistaken for a girl, how beautiful must he have been?

Now she was even more curious about what Rong Chang looked like.

She was handsome and he was beautiful, they were a perfect match, weren't they?

Bah, bah, bah, she couldn't corrupt a child.

Mu Lin fell silent and thought to himself that it was fortunate that the master was not present, otherwise he would surely be beaten up.

"Miss Mu, it's getting late." He looked up at the sky and respectfully said, "The master ordered me to send you back to the Star Luo Sect on time."

He sighed inwardly again, wondering why the master would send such a precious thing away.

"Let's go." Jun Mu Qian stopped laughing, a dark light flickered in her eyes. "I can't wait any longer."

Yan Wanying, it's time to settle the score!

**

Tianxuan Peak, Star Luo Sect.

"Sister Yan Wanying, don't cry."

"Yeah, Sister Yan Wanying, it's not your fault. None of us expected Jun Mu Qian to be caught by the Regent's Council."

"If we have to blame someone, it's her bad luck."

A group of people surrounded a woman in light yellow clothes, consoling her softly.

Many male disciples felt pity seeing the beauty in front of them shedding tears, but they also developed deeper resentment towards Mu Qian.

Finally, a disciple directly cursed, "I say Mu Qian deserves it! A waste who cannot cultivate, yet still occupies the resources of the sect. She would be better off dead!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were actually echoed by many others.

"That's right, it's been ten years, and she's still not even a spiritualist."

"And in last year's sect competition, Mu Qian really disgraced our sect!"

The more they spoke, the more indignant they became.

"How could senior and junior brothers say such things about senior sister Mu?" Ye Wanying was still crying, her eyes red. "Mu senior sister just has no spiritual roots. You guys are really too much!"

"Wanying junior sister, we know you have a kind heart," a senior brother sighed and said gently. "But Mu Qian is not worthy of your kindness. Don't cry yourself sick."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanying indeed stopped sobbing, but then her tears flowed even more fiercely. "It's all my fault. If it wasn't for me dragging Mu senior sister to play games, she wouldn't have had an accident."

The senior brother spoke again, "Wanying junior sister, you did nothing wrong. It doesn't matter if something happens to Mu Qian, but if something happens to you, the Star Luo Sect will suffer a great loss."

The implication was that Mu Qian's death was justified.

Ye Wanying looked up with tears in her eyes. "Is it really not my fault?"

The senior brother decisively replied, "Of course not."

To reassure his junior sister, he added, "Besides, it's been seven days. Mu Qian must have already..."

Before the words "died" could be spoken, a misty voice suddenly came from afar.