Chapter 1230: Dongting Lake (2/2)

The myriad colors twinkled under the sun. These lights interwove with the waves and created little rainbows that were extremely beautiful.

After throwing out all the bait, he simply sat on the sand-laden bay to watch the carps. He relished every second and seemed to forget about everything. The past was no more, his worries carried away by the wind while everything else disappeared like clouds and smoke.

Eventually, all the bait was consumed and the carps dispersed. The cras.h.i.+ng ripples calmed as if nothing had happened.

There was a grin on his face as he rested his legs in the refres.h.i.+ng water of the lake.

At this time, he had traveled through s.p.a.ce and time to a distant era when he did the exact same thing. Soaking in the lake offered him a rare sense of invigoration. Some carps curiously swam over.

One would feel that everything happens for a reason. Thinking of this, Li Qiye began to smile. There were too many memories in life, but very few moments of happiness. However, just this little amount was precious enough.

Water suddenly splashed with cras.h.i.+ng waves, breaking the tranquility of the bay.

“Hey, where is your label?” Li Qiye was woken up by this call. He looked forward and saw a s.h.i.+p approaching him.

It was a medium-sized wars.h.i.+p wrapped in armor with a very sharp look. A middle-aged man was standing at the bow. Just one glance was enough to tell that he was a human cultivator. His robe had a sandy color and was embroidered with the insignia of Dongting Lake, letting others know that he was its disciple.

Li Qiye slightly frowned and asked: “Label, what label?”

“Anyone who comes to Dongting Lake must register with us to be given a label. Otherwise, they must disclose their ident.i.ty.” The middle-aged man lowered his tone.

Li Qiye lazily replied with a carefree expression: “Is that so? There’s no need to ask me for this label or whatever, return from whence you came.”

“You!” The man felt provoked by Li Qiye’s att.i.tude. He glared at him, wanting to get off the s.h.i.+p to question him.

However, before he could get down, someone stopped him. It was a woman who said: “Supervisor Yu, leave it to me.”

Her voice was very clear and soft, yet also had a hint of directness and boldness.

The middle-aged man coldly stared at Li Qiye then snorted before going back inside the s.h.i.+p.

“May I ask for your name?” She looked at him and calmly said: “I am Hong Yujiao, a disciple of Dongting Lake. Patrolling the lake is our responsibility.”

This woman was very beautiful. Even though she was not as kingdom-toppling as Zhuo Jians.h.i.+’s bunch, she had her own style and wore a tight bluish-green dress. It wrapped her body and revealed all the curves of her figure. Her towering soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s were plump enough to accentuate her slender waist. Such an outfit seemed like it was built for someone who often dives into the water.

She had a little makeup on her face, making her even more charming. Her willowy brows carried both a touch of femininity and a hint of tenacity. Her spirited pair of round and large eyes were bright, giving off a sharp and determined sensation.

Despite not being a kingdom-toppling beauty, her firm and resolute demeanor made her quite attractive. This was a woman with a straightforward style.

“Surname Hong?” Li Qiye raised his brows and looked at her.

“Yes, I am Hong Yujiao. May I ask for your name and where you are from?” She cupped her fists decisively like a man would. This was a woman who wouldn’t concede to men. [2. This particular idiom is difficult to keep the raw form. However, it is definitely praising a woman despite the discriminatory origin/nature of the phrase in ancient China. The raw is, “a headdress (woman) won’t yield to beard and brows (man). Back in ancient times, women were called “headdresses” and men were called “beard and brows”. These are literary terms used when the author wants to exaggerate the masculine and feminine aspects of the respective s.e.xes, often in a positive manner, but it can be derogatory as well.]

In fact, claiming herself as a disciple was a very modest way to put it. The Hong Clan had an exceedingly pivotal status at Dongting Lake. Their clan had always been a pillar of this location.

Li Qiye closed his eyes, showing his lack of interest: “I am only a pa.s.serby. Where I’m from and what my name is are not important.”

She calmly replied: “Sir, I hope you can understand that this is for the safety of the lake. We require everyone to register with us. Please be considerate.”