The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 1051 - 574: You Think Calling It Off Is That Simple?

Ning Xiaoxian returned to the inn where she was staying; it was already dark.

When Jin Manyi ca to visit, she was just drinking the red dates, dark sugar, and ginger tea that the inn provided to every guest.

"Miss Jin, a rare guest indeed." She sipped the sweet tea slowly, unsurprised that Jin Manyi found where she was staying. The red dates, dark sugar, and ginger tea wasn’t anything precious, but the bowl in her hand was made with aged ginger, intentionally brewed thick, sweet to taste, with a pleasant spice that ward her from the inside. Even if her hands and feet were chilly before, after drinking it, she felt warmth spreading from her mouth and nose throughout her body, soon making her break out in a mild sweat. This tea naturally had a warming effect, especially beneficial to won and those with stomach coldness. For taste’s sake, the cook even added an egg to the tea, making it sowhat similar to the sweet teas she had in Huaxia.

"I knew after you left the Mirror King Mansion, you’d surely co to Bai Yujing to broaden your horizons." The bitterness in these words made even Jin Manyi frown; she hadn’t intended to speak that way, but sohow the words ca out as such.

Moreover, seeing her relaxed with the bowl, quite unlike her own anxious mind, made her both irritated and curious. She was a daughter raised in wealth, naturally proud, but what did the other party have? Originally a woman without background or backing, how could she develop such a calm and composed presence?

Little did she know, anyone forced to face a powerful Divine Beast for three years would attain such calmness.

Ning Xiaoxian, without lifting her head, responded: "Miss Jin, is your purpose in Central Capital the sa as mine?"

The sa as hers? Jin Manyi was stunned before realizing Ning Xiaoxian was asking if she was here to "broaden her horizons in Bai Yujing." She blushed slightly but was occupied with other matters, lacking the mood for banter, only mocking, "I co here every year; what treasures haven’t I seen..." Before suddenly falling silent.

She awaited the other to speak, but the woman opposite her seed focused solely on drinking the ginger tea, as if she hadn’t heard her at all. The room fell silent.

She held back, and held back again.

How could such a small bowl seem like the ginger tea would last forever?

After about ten breaths, unable to hold her tongue any longer, Jin Manyi spoke: "Ning Xiaoxian, I have a matter to discuss with you today."

Ning Xiaoxian finally placed the bowl on the table, hands resting lightly on her knees, seeming ready to listen.

Jin Manyi’s face reddened slightly as she bit her lip and said: "Do you have feelings for Mr. Miluo?"

Ning Xiaoxian’s expression remained unchanged, though her heart skipped. Observing Jin Manyi closely, she first noticed she hadn’t brought a maid. This indicated whatever she sought was extrely private, not even her personal Maid could know. Ugh, Ning Xiaoxian disliked this feeling; she and Jin Manyi weren’t close enough to share major secrets, were they? Moreover, with Miss Jin’s social status, whatever request would not be trivial.

"Why do you say that?" She raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise, "I’ve only t Mr. Miluo a few tis." She ant it; her encounters with Miluo were indeed few, tallying only four or five over three years.

Jin Manyi showed a cold smile: "But the way he looks at you is different. Don’t think I’m unaware; I’ve seen it clearly..." She had noticed how Miluo’s gaze filled with admiration and fondness whenever he saw Ning Xiaoxian, unlike the way he looked at other won. Being a woman herself, Jin Manyi was quite aware of his reactions, and what frustrated her further was Miluo not bothering to hide such feelings, even showing them blatantly before her.

To him, she might as well be invisible. Even if she felt no affection for this Great Demon, she found it hard to stomach.

Ning Xiaoxian shook her head: "If you ca to accuse today, apologies, but I will not feel guilty over sothing nonexistent." It wasn’t Miluo she fancied; Jin Manyi’s disdain was nearly visible on her face. Did anyone think she’d favor this willful woman? If provoked, she wouldn’t hesitate to toss her out.