The Anarchic Consort (282-990)

Chapter 302: His Highness, His Highness

Whenever Fire Qilin was troubled, it liked to brush its fur. But with every stroke, the living things under the earth shuddered along.

That was why all the flowers, birds, and fishes a few hundred miles within the Inferior Compound's perimeter danced anxiously and called out to Baili Jia Jue. Please, take your pet home quickly!

A single piece of fur could literally burn them alive!

Have a little sense of self-awareness!

Thud...

Helian Wei Wei sat down at the teahouse on the second floor of the Trading Compound, and placed the martial practice given by Jing Wushuang on the table. She smiled lightly, "This thing is quite good. As expected of something made by Master Wushuang."

"It is unbelievable that I would be receiving compliments from the owner of Wei Ze World. I thought in your eyes, we are all some stubborn antiques." Jing Wushuang lowered his eyes and sipped his tea. As he moved his sleeves, mild aromas of herbs filled the air around them.

Helian Wei Wei stretched her back, and gave a sly smile, "Those were just words of encouragement. Wei Ze World is a brand new martial practice trading company, so in comparison with you all, we need to have at least some other competitive advantages to capture the market's interest."

"I would say it is quite a headache to be your competitor." Jing Wushuang frowned, as if an invisible finger was forcing his brows together.

Helian Wei Wei smiled politely, with her eyes half-closed and feeling a little lazy.

As the night breeze blew, a few petals of pear blossoms flew with the wind and landed on her brows and lashes.

Jing Wushuang looked at her and lifted the corner of his lips. He reached out his hand, wanting to brush off the petals on her head.

After a few meetings together, Helian Wei Wei did not avoid his touch. A hand as clean and bright as jade reached out in front of her, followed by a freeze before it retreated. A very faint smile was on his face as he looked toward another direction, as if he was acknowledging someone.

Helian Wei Wei slowly followed his gaze and looked up. Baili Jia Jue was standing there with his black hair and white robe. A chill flashed in those narrow and long sloe-eyes, its coldness like snow.

As Baili Jia Jue watched this scene, his gaze deepened.

His rarely swayed emotions were raging in his heart at the moment, as if they were about to escape through his throat.

Almost instinctively, Baili Jia Jue applied a little force on his pale white skin right above his Adam's apple with his slender and cold finger. Only then did the pain on the outside seem to be balancing off the burning sensation inside of him.

After that, he withdrew his gaze on Helian Wei Wei steadily, and paced back and forth along the corridor.

Helian Wei Wei knew it would end like this. It was time to discuss about terminating the contract with him...

The night sky darkened.

Fire Qilin saw Baili Jia Jue and tried to figure out his look, "Master, you..."

Bang!

Even before Fire Qilin could finish its words, Baili Jia Jue's fist was already on the wall. For the past two days, he did nothing but wait for her to come once the sun set every single day.

And there she was, paying no attention to his words at all, again and again!

As the mist disappeared, Helian Wei Wei only got to enjoy two cups of tea with Jing Wushuang, while discussing about the disassembly of martial practice. Nonetheless, Helian Wei Wei did not reveal any of her secrets, as some things were meant to exist only in the modern future. If she ever spoke about it, it could possibly cause chaos.