27 Garbage or Talen (2/2)

However, what answered her was the man's shocked expression. He held He Xi's wrist pulse tightly, and his expression was filled with confusion. After a while, he boomed, ”I heard the third missy of the Nalan Residence, Nalan Hexi, was diagnosed to be a trash that could not cultivate since young so she was thrown into this forsaken place with very little spiritual influence. Are… are you really that rumored trash, Nalan Hexi?”

He Xi was taken aback, but her expression did not change. She said lightly, ”Didn't you already investigate my identity and background before stalking me here? Besides, who would I be if I'm not Nalan Hexi?”

Hmph! This body was really Nalan Hexi's. There was no precedence of stealing someone's body to relive in the world. As long as she did not admit it, no one could say that she was not Nalan Hexi.

The man laughed lowly, and his voice was filled with playfulness. ”Hehe, what a trash that can't cultivate. There truly are so many blind people in the world.”

He Xi was stunned and hurriedly asked, ”What do you mean by that? Her usual calm face finally showed some expression.

The warm palm held her lower jaw, and the man lowered his body, staring into her pair of clear eyes as he said slowly, ”Nalan Hexi, right? I'll remember you. I believe we'll meet again very soon.”

”Who are you?”

When He Xi's stern, questioning voice sounded; she felt emptiness in the surroundings. The man originally standing in front of her had disappeared into thin air.

The candlelight was shining in the entire room, but she was alone and solitary as if the strange man that appeared in front of her was just part of her hallucination.

Bastard! He Xi cursed silently and clenched her teeth as she lay on the bed, returning to the space.