"Rourou, stop ssing around and co back. Don’t bump into the guest."
Following that, a playful and charming voice responded,
"No, Auntie, I also want to see what people from the outside look like."
The girl wore a light pink gauzy dress.
Her skin was faintly visible beneath, and the patterns of flower petals embroidered on her bellyband could be clearly seen.
When the girl smiled, she had the innocence of a young girl.
But in her every move, there was an indescribable... allure?
Two contradictory feelings were intertwined within this girl.
She spoke to the woman while turning her head and started running over here.
Apparently not paying attention, she headed straight towards Hua Qing.
Su Yan pulled Hua Qing back, retreating a step.
He stepped forward, shielding in front.
The girl bumped directly into Su Yan’s arms.
"Ah!"
A cry of alarm.
It seed that the girl had not expected to bump into soone.
Startled, her face lost color, and her chest quivered with her breaths.
Su Yan reached out to steady her, helping her stand properly.
"Are you alright, miss?"
He asked.
This girl nad Rourou first turned her watery eyes towards Su Yan.
Then her gaze shifted to Hua Qing behind him.
Afterward, she shook her head, clutching her chest.
"I’m fine, thank you."
Having said that, probably realizing she had done sothing wrong,
She hung her head, calling out in a soft, embarrassed voice,
"Auntie, so embarrassing."
Then, she ran back the way she ca, returning to the house.
The door was shut tight.
Hua Qing stood behind Su Yan, observing the person in front of him.
He could distinctly feel her emotional fluctuations.
The smile at the corner of his lips grew broader.
He rembered the words she had once said to him.
Wanting to monopolize him, to have him all to herself?
She really ant it.
With this thought, Hua Qing found his benefactor even more agreeable than before.
After this little incident, they entered the elder’s room.
The room was filled with a light fragrance of flowers.
Every corner carried a sense of ancient solemnity.
The elder wore a white robe, his face weathered, his skin dry.
He was of a very old age.
At first, the elder kept his eyes closed.
Sitting on the bed, he asked aloud,
"Visitors from afar, what seek you in Snake-man Village?"
Hua Qing spoke out,
"The Dark Holy Artifact ’dusa’s Curse’."
Upon hearing Hua Qing’s words, the elder suddenly opened his eyes.
There was a fleeting flash of anger in his eyes.
But when he clearly saw that the speaker was Hua Qing,
His eyes fixated on Hua Qing, even forgetting his initial anger.
The elder beca excited, reaching out tremulously,
"You, are you Snake-man?"
Hua Qing didn’t expect the old man to recognize him at a glance.
After thinking for a while,
He nodded.
"Yes,"
he said, as a snake tail materialized out of thin air.
A dark snake tail with golden patterns.
Perfect to the point of being faultless, like a piece of artwork.
When the elder clearly saw Hua Qing’s snake tail, he seed even more exhilarated.
"You, you, it’s you!"
The elder was extrely agitated.
He offered prayers to the heavens,
"Our Snake-man Clan has waited for thousands of years, and finally, we have awaited your arrival."
Su Yan’s face remained impassive.
As soone who had read the book "Demon King Descending," he naturally understood what the elder ant.
Then, he heard the elder say,
"Do you desire the Holy Artifact?"
Hua Qing nodded.
The elder’s excitent had not yet subsided, but he quickly said,
"You can, you can have it, but there is one condition."
"What condition?"
"Marry our Snake-man Clan’s Holy Daughter."
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