The Tail of the Full Moon

"If you were the supreme master of the Dao of Immortals, revered by countless beings, able to glimpse life and death, and understand the destiny, what kind of woman would you seek as a partner?"
Jiang Feng: "I would marry an eighteen-year-old."
"...do you want to die?"
"I'd rather die to marry an eighteen-year-old."

Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

Once can be explained, but how can this string of continuous guesses be explained!?


"I mean no harm, it's just that Brother Jiang is full of doubts and yet unwilling to ask, so Yu Ying had to take the liberty of peeking into what Brother Jiang is thinking. I hope Brother Jiang can be magnanimous."


She walked to the table and made a gesture of invitation, signaling for the two to take their seats.


When dealing with others, Yu Ying still wore her ever-smiling expression, but the hypocrisy behind it could be recognized at a glance. Only in facing Master Liu was Yu Ying's smile tinged with a measure of sincerity.


In the entire sect, aside from the current generation of elders, even the Second Generation Disciples were as docile as kittens in front of Liu Tangxi. It was naturally due to the substantial strength of the Master Uncle that Yu Ying would assume such a posture.


In rectification