Outside the window, dark clouds gathered, and fierce winds roared, heralding an impending storm.
The ladies of the Flower Moon Building were taking shelter from the rain on the wooden pavilion of the massive painted boat, their gazes fixed on a guest room aboard.
"Ms. Zhu... is feasting solo again."
"I’ve never seen such a pretty girl before."
"That’s from the Immortal Sect, you think."
"Co on, this ti it’s hard to say Pingniang is feasting solo, after all, she cos from the Immortal Sect... There must be so serious business, right? They’ve specially co this ti, not for you to just gawk at."
"Exactly, if you anger the Immortal Sect girl, let’s see how you’ll deal with that."
The ladies laughed and suddenly, so with sharp eyes froze for a second, pointing their fingers at the stormy lake.
"What’s that! Look over there!"
"What are you looking at?"
The group of ladies turned to look, and they too froze in astonishnt.
Upon the lake, a small boat braced against the storm, heading towards their painted boat like a green leaf in the storm, swaying as if it could capsize at any mont.
Never mind how feasible it is to head towards the center of the lake in such heavy rain, just considering the rain alone, larger, heavier anchored boats should be used instead of a topless small wooden boat.
The torrential rain could fill the boat in less than a quarter of an hour.
For a mont, the ladies were dumbfounded.
Though the darkness made it hard to see the approaching figure’s specifics, it was barely discernible that it was a woman.
"Which building’s foolish girl is this? Why is she out like this?"
"Heavens... she really is bold, if she accidentally capsizes and falls into the water... who could possibly see?"
With rain roaring like thunder, truly falling into the water amidst an accident would an no one could hear no matter how one shouts, and by the ti she’s discovered, she’d likely be already floating on the lake.
"Why are you still staring! Go fetch her!"
A lady hurriedly spoke up.
The group of ladies imdiately woke up, grabbing umbrellas, lowering the plank, and went to fetch the new arrival onto the boat.
But as the small wooden boat approached, all the ladies froze.
Because what was on the boat wasn’t an ordinary Flower Moon Building girl, but rather a thoroughly drenched... Daoist Nun?
Yes, a Daoist Nun.
Unlike most of the Flower Moon Building ladies with flashy attire, this Daoist Nun wasn’t wearing a long skirt but a very neat and austere ancient-style Daoist robe.
As they welcod the Daoist Nun aboard, the ladies looked strangely at the woman’s arrival.
The Daoist Nun had a very ordinary face, unable to evoke even a shred of amazent, completely out of sync with the lively, dazzling won of the Flower Moon Building, appearing to be under thirty years old, with no makeup, her expression calm.
Crucially, the Daoist Nun seed quite pitiful at the mont; having not brought an umbrella, her Daoist robe clung to her body, its corners faded, the worn hem continually dripping water.
Her hair bun was disheveled, black strands plastered against her face, utterly bedraggled.
Such a Daoist Nun left the Flower Moon Building ladies, who had just seen Wen Li, montarily unresponsive, but so young woman was already eyeing the Daoist Nun’s chest, revealing envy over her figure.
Even though a person of religious vows... her figure is quite excellent.
"Who... invited the nun?" soone promptly questioned.
"Bah, bah, bah, she’s a Daoist, who are you calling a nun, do you know manners?"
"Doing rituals... it’s all the sa anyway."
"What do you know, Daoists and monks are different, doing blessings, exorcism, and demon-catching..."
"It’s all the sa."
"Not quite, we’re not hosting a ritual, throwing a banquet... why invite a nun."
The group of ladies chattered, surprisingly setting aside the newly arrived Daoist Nun, and it was evident they were quite intrigued by this unexpectedly foolish female Daoist.
At that mont, a lady hesitated before speaking: "Could it be... she’s here for Ah Qing?"
Ah Qing?
Her words left all the ladies stunned, and then they fell silent.
After a long pause, one ill-tempered lady stood up, glancing at the surrounding ladies, and said angrily: "Hasn’t Pingniang told us to accept Ah Qing? Everyone knows for whom today’s feast is thrown, who did this? Clearly knowing this... yet invited a Daoist Nun here! Who’s being disgusted? Ah Qing or Pingniang? You’ve really grown a spine!"
"It wasn’t ."
"Don’t look at , I have nothing to do with it."
"I quite like Ms. Qing, don’t look at like that."
For a ti, the Flower Moon Building ladies were in a chaotic panic.
Evidently, the arrival of the Daoist Nun made these ladies misunderstand that she was entrusted to "exorcise" because Ah Qing is a Half-Demon, and indeed, so within the building didn’t like her.
"Not liking Ah Qing is fine, but... inviting soone for a ritual in this setting... is a bit too much." soone whispered.
"Exactly, exactly."
"Ask her, then."
"Alright."
After discussing, their gazes fell on the woman in the completely soaked Daoist robe, unsure whether she was dazed by the rain or if religious people were all like this, they felt this Daoist Nun before them seed... distracted.
"Madam... Daoist." A Hua Shang woman stepped beside the Daoist Nun, first bowing respectfully, then softly said: "Daoist, perhaps you’ve co to the wrong place... we don’t have any rituals to perform here."
Daoist Nun: "..."
She appeared completely oblivious, Liu i furrowed, her gaze fixed on the patch of dark sky over Beisang City, seemingly entirely captivated.
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