Hong Ning smiled lightly.
“If Cousin finds me familiar, and I also feel as if I’ve seen you before, then isn’t that fate?”
Lu Jiu burst into laughter.
“What an eloquent little sister!”
She watched him drain his cup, her expression calm and unreadable.
Lifting her own sleeve slightly to shield her face, she took a sip, then immediately refilled their cups.
“The second cup,” she continued, “is to thank Sister Hu.
“I am still young and often act without thinking.
“If, in the future, I ever disappoint you, I hope you can forgive me.”
Toward Hu Yue, she did feel a trace of guilt.
Hu Yue, however, didn’t catch the deeper meaning behind her words.
She simply laughed, shared another two or three cups, then excused herself to check on her husband inside.
Now, only two people remained in the courtyard.
Hong Ning poured another cup of wine, but her thoughts were elsewhere.
Meanwhile, Lu Jiu, seated beside her, found himself increasingly captivated.
He leaned closer, his eyes gleaming with intense interest.
“Little sister,” he murmured, his voice gentle,
“Why do you still refuse to look at me?”
Hong Ning raised the cup to his lips.
“Because I don’t want to.”
Lu Jiu chuckled, fingers curling around her wrist.
Taking the cup from her hand, he set it back on the table and reached out to pull her into his embrace.
“So you were lying to me all along?”
He smirked.
“This time, I won’t fall for it.”
A beauty in his arms, the faint scent of purity drifting from her skin
The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan had always been sensitive to such things.
Lu Jiu instinctively inhaled, only to freeze.
The scent was familiar.
Before he could react, an explosive surge of yang energy burst forth from the girl in his arms.
A sharp killing intent sliced through the air.
Alarmed, Lu Jiu immediately released her and rolled away.
But the sword followed.
Fast as lightning, it thrust toward him without hesitation.
“Who are you?!”
Lu Jiu flipped midair, landing furious and shaken.
The veil fluttered in the wind.
Hong Ning sneered.
“Take a good look, Cousin.
“Who do you think I am?”
Her long lashes lifted, revealing a bright, piercing gaze.
But unlike before, those eyes were now filled with a ruthless coldness.
The sight made Lu Jiu’s heart tremble.
A name slipped from his lips, almost involuntarily
“It’s you!”
But before he could fully process it, the sword came again
This time, with deadly precision.
Peachwood was innately imbued with yang energy, a natural bane against demonic beings.
Against the fox clan, it was especially lethal.
Lu Jiu immediately dodged, but his expression darkened.
He sneered.
“Did you really think I’d be afraid of you?
“If not for my father”
Before he could finish, his face suddenly changed.
“What is this wine?!”
Hong Ning smirked, trailing her fingers along her sword’s hilt.
“A fine vintage, carefully prepared.”
She tilted her head slightly, voice mockingly light.
“And, of course, I added the inner core of a thousand-year peach demon.
“A perfect counter to your extreme yin-based Samadhi True Fire.”
She sighed dramatically.
“Such an expensive drink, wasted on you.
“But at least…
“It will teach you the meaning of karma.”
His charm techniquesuseless.
His Samadhi True Firecompletely suppressed.
And now, a burning pain raged within him, as though his organs were being scorched from the inside out.
Lu Jiu knew immediatelythis was bad.
He turned, preparing to flee.
But Hong Ning smirked and raised her hand.
“You think you can escape?”
With a flick of her wrist, several spirit talismans shot out from her sleeves, soaring into the air.
The four talismans dispersed in different directions, each finding its designated position.
In an instant, radiant purple light erupted, forming a massive Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams formation beneath their feet.
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