Chapter 162 (1/2)

Chapter 162: Turning down the Invitation

The woman stood up gingerly. She didn't even dare to breathe heavily. She didn't want Nan Xun to think of her as someone who didn't know her manners.

Nan Xun wasn't one to judge people for formalities, though. He smiled slightly in response and asked her to sit.

”We don't know your name yet,” said Jun Huang after sitting down, her eyes s.h.i.+fting to the woman. ”Can you tell us?”

The woman took an instant dislike to Jun Huang for reason unbeknownst to herself. Jun Huang was Nan Xun's friend though. It would be rude of her to not answer her question. The woman turned to Nan Xun and said, ”You may call me Rong'er. What about you gentlemen?”

”I'm Nan Xun,” said Nan Xun. He gestured at Jun Huang and added, ”This is Feng Baiyu,” as if it was the most natural thing for him to introduce Jun Huang as well.

”Why is Rong'er here?” Nan Xun asked as an afterthought. He just realized that it was a little odd for Rong'er to be right at their door.

Rong'er let out a silent breath. Even fate had helped bring them together. ”I came for the martial arts tournament with my master and my seniors. We've been here for a few days. We happened to be staying on the third floor in this inn as well.”

”What a coincidence,” marveled Nan Xun.

Rong'er nodded with her face flushed. She kept sneaking glances at Nan Xun.

Despite being a master of martial arts, Nan Xun was oblivious to her meaningful gaze. He had eyes only for Jun Huang. He didn't even know why Rong'er was blus.h.i.+ng. He a.s.sumed she must have fallen for Jun Huang too. The bystander's comment earlier did make some sense to him.

Compared to Nan Xun's stoic att.i.tude, Jun Huang was a lot more gentle. Unlike other women, though, Rong'er was partial to men like Nan Xun. She wasn't interested in the softer type.

It was clear as day to Jun Huang that Rong'er's target was Nan Xun. She threw Rong'er a glance behind her teacup before s.h.i.+fting her focus to Nan Xun. She couldn't deny that she was pleased by Nan Xun's indifference to Rong'er's attention.

It took a moment for Nan Xun to notice the odd atmosphere at the table. He looked up and saw Jun Huang drinking tea like it was water. He took the cup away from her with a frown. ”You're injured. Too much tea is going to cause your wound to fester.”

”The dishes are a little salty,” said Jun Huang.

Jun Huang had meant it as a casual remark, but Nan Xun took it seriously and tasted each of the dishes before pus.h.i.+ng the less seasoned ones toward Jun Huang. He quietly told her what would be better for her health.

Rong'er was left high and dry like a stranger. She clenched her hands into fists. She despised Jun Huang for being such a phony. She had never seen any man acted like Jun Huang in her lifetime. What a poor excuse of a man!

”You must be brothers, are you not?” Rong'er couldn't help but said.

”What do you mean?” asked Nan Xun.

Rong'er struggled to find the words. ”You just seem close is all. I didn't mean anything by it.”

Nan Xun threw Jun Huang a glance, and Jun Huang turned to meet him halfway. They exchanged a small smile.

”We're not brothers,” Nan Xun said, shaking his head. ”We're good friends.”

Rong'er's expression darkened. Could friends really be this close?

Nan Xun and Jun Huang kept up a quiet conversation as if they had forgotten about her. Rong'er was compelled to remind them of her existence. ”What did you come here for? Are you here to partic.i.p.ate in the tournament?”

Nan Xun and Jun Huang shared a look. Nan Xun took out the drawings of Yin Yun and Jun Hao and asked, ”Have you seen them?”

Rong'er leaned in to get a good look and shook her head. ”No, I haven't. The past couple of days I've been staying with my master. Didn't get a chance to walk around the town. You're here to find these two?”

Nan Xun put the drawings away and nodded. ”We are. They are important to us. It's a heavy weight on our hearts. It will be a relief to locate them.”

He quirked his lips a little. Rong'er's heart clenched. The hand around her teacup started trembling a little.

”Don't worry, you'll find them in the end.” Rong'er didn't know what else to say. She could only offer some plat.i.tudes.