Chapter 1152 - Hu Baiwan, Gusu’s Blue-robed Hero (1/2)

“Does the saying, ‘Being aloof to all matters in the world’ describe Chinese people like you?”

No one knew whether it was because the mysterious West Region woman was just too alluring or whether it was because she had no weapons on her, but for the first time ever, the old servant guarding the white-robed young man did not stop her from approaching this time.

The elite at the later stage of Myth Realm had a wary look in his eyes, but he did not move. He just stood quietly behind the white-clad young man while he stared at the mysterious West Region woman, who leaned forward and twisted her body like a beautiful, humanoid snake.

The mysterious West Region woman was clearly powerful, because she was unphased by the wary look from the old man behind the white-clad young man. Her eyes shone in a charming manner, like a sparkling lake in spring. She stared at the outstanding young man’s side profile. “Are you a scholar of the Chinese plains?”

The mysterious West Region woman seemed to have a near fervent obsession toward Chinese scholars. She stared at the white-clad young man as he lifted his cup to take sips from it. Her gaze was burning with intense passion.

She gave off a sincere and cordial feeling. As she continued asking him questions, even the white-clad young man found that he was rude if he continued being cold toward her.

He frowned and turned his head to say, “I’ve never asked for your name.”

The white-clad young man had never spoken since he entered the inn. Now, he had finally opened his mouth. Silver Wolf, Phantasmal Shadow, and all the players had their ears perk up. Even the barbarians and red-clad Lammas in the side hall to the right put on attentive expressions. Their gazes were intense.

“Oh.”

The mysterious West Region woman covered her mouth and widened her eyes, looking surprised, as if she just remembered something very important. “That’s right, I nearly forgot that you Chinese place a high value over etiquette. When you meet each other, you must first announce your name. I am Osaya. What’s your name, sir?”

When she asked her question, she sounded delighted, she sounded mischievous and cute, and it was refreshing to all who heard her.

“Osaya…” The white-clad young man hummed a little. “It’s a very special name.”

He sounded as if those words came from the depths of his heart. With his handsome face, he gave off the air of an elegant young man.

Before his voice faded away, a fragrant scent wafted into his nostrils.

The white-clad young man saw the figure in front of him move, and a soft and fragrant thing was pushed into his arms. His calm and aloof expression finally changed a little.

The other people in the inn cried out in shock. They saw black gauze dance in the air, and right before their eyes, the perfect beauty, Osaya, tossed herself into the white-clad young man’s arms. With gentle movements, she squeezed her way into the white-clad young man’s embrace. She raised her arms and hooked them around the young man’s neck in a lackadaisical fashion. Then, she gave a quick peck to his face.

The inn instantly fell silent!

Everyone stared at the white-clad young man, who now had a beautiful woman in his arms, and all the men’s eyes shone intensely with envy.

Only the barbarians in the side hall to the right were not very surprised when they saw Osaya act in such a manner. Only the leader had a slightly sour expression.

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“That lady sure is straightforward and bold.

“Even with a beauty in his arms, he’s not affected. That boy sure is popular with the ladies. I wonder who is his master, and which sect he belongs to.” Knife stared at Osaya’s flexible body and wild, bronze skin with jealousy in his eyes. He sighed.

At this moment, Silver Wolf suddenly spoke. His tone was grave. “I knew it. I was right.”

“What?”

“The woman is making the old man nervous. At the very least, she’s at the peak of Myth Realm. In fact, she might even be at the dao of heaven.”

“No way…”

Knife and the other two were shocked. They could not believe that the beauty before their eyes would be at the level of a sect master, even though she did not seem threatening at all, and they did not find her revolting.

“If she can make the old man nervous, she’s definitely not an easy person to deal with. You should have noticed, but the white-clad teenager is not nervous at all. His strength should be above his follower’s,” Silver Wolf explained softly.

Knife and the other two did not have any objections toward this.

The white-clad teenager appeared to be calm throughout the entire matter. All the people in the hall had their emotions stir when Osaya appeared, but he was the only one who was unaffected. In fact, even when Osaya landed beside him, not a single drop of wine spilled from his cup. His movements were natural, and his expression relaxed. He gave others an unfathomable feeling, as if he was not affected by all that was around him.

He was definitely an elite!

“Check their identities.” Phantasmal Shadow, who had just entered the inn, had also noticed how extraordinary the white-clad young man was. At that moment, she stared at his side profile, and she gave an order firmly.

“Got it.” A messenger pigeon flew from Wu Kuo’s hands.

*****

“Osaya, could you get down?”

“Why? Do you dislike me?”

Her charming eyes and unhidden affection was incredibly alluring.

“This is the first time we met. Our ancestors have already mentioned that a man and a woman are not to touch each other.”

“Men and women are not to touch each other… I do like Chinese scholars when they speak while they turn their heads, but you look much better than they do.” Osaya’s naive and romantic tone, her perfect, angelic face, and her demonic figure were incredibly stimulating to the men nearby. They really wanted to be in place of the white-clad young man, but what caused the people to be even more impressed was that the young man still remained calm.

“You haven’t told me your name.”

Osaya obediently got down from the white-clad young man’s body, but she did not return to her original place. She remained stuck close to him. Even so, many people could tell that the white-clad young man looked as if a great burden had been released from his shoulders.

Many people perked their ears.

“Gusu’s Blue-robed Hero.”

The white-clad young man’s answer caused many people in the hall to be stunned, as if they remembered something.

“Are you from the Murong Clan? An aristocratic clan?” Osaya’s eyes sparkled, and she asked the question that had been lingering in everyone’s minds.

The white-clad young man smiled and did not say anything. He did not nod in confirmation, but neither did he deny it.