By the time he finished eating, a quarter of an hour had passed.

  Chu Cha rubbed her slightly stiff legs and then massaged her cheeks, which had been numbed by the cold wind. "It's so cold outside, brother, do you want to come in with me to warm up?"

  The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly and then fell, covering his face with a dense layer of lashes, unexpectedly making him look somewhat well-behaved. "Sorry."

  Chu Cha was taken aback slightly.

  Sorry

  What kind of answer is this?

  Is this refused or not refused?

  To go or not to go

  "What is brother's apology referring to?"

  "No money."

  I have money.

  "Sorry."

  "Brother, come with me, I'll take you to a hostel."

  "A favor for a meal must be repaid."

  "Brother, come with me, I'll take you to a hostel, it's warm inside."

  "I am a disciple of the Neng Xiang Shan Sect, this is my token, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, come to the mountain gate to find me."

  Chu Cha felt that she and he were not on the same channel at all, each talking about their own things, without interfering with each other, as if they were separated by an entire earth. The more she spoke, the more anxious she became, while he remained calm and aloof, like a stranger.

  She took over the token.

  There is no name on top.

  A single string of numbers as code

  Three Five Seven Nine.

  No way, he seems to have become more vigilant after being deceived once.

  To change strategy

  Mu Ci looked at the girl in front of him, seemingly muttering a few words under his breath. When he lifted his eyelids again, there was some joy and excitement inside.

  "I never thought you were Mu Ci's brother, I've been waiting for you here for a long time"

  He was slightly stunned and didn't know how to respond, so he remained silent.

  "I'm a relative of the Hengshan Sect's Chu Elder, we were separated during the great fire in the village back then and only recognized each other recently. That's why I was sent to assist you in completing your task at the foot of the mountain." The young girl continued, her voice filled with simple joy, her eyes clear and bright.

  Her words were not fabricated out of thin air.

  There is indeed an elder with the surname Chu in the Hengshan Sect.

  When he was young, his hometown encountered a thief who set fire and burned it down. He heard the news and rushed to the scene with his disciples, but unfortunately, not a single survivor was found, which made him extremely depressed for a while.

  This time's secret affair, he could know because of being the gatekeeper's closed-door disciple, and this girl in front of him could speak so clearly.

  I'm afraid I've never told a lie

  And he had just come down from the mountain and hadn't seen anyone, she was able to accurately call out his name by looking at the code, apparently also told by Chu Lao.

  Chu Cha slightly raised an eyebrow and saw that he was still in his usual taciturn manner, so she simply stood up.

  "Since Brother Mu doesn't believe it, then Chacha won't force him either. You can go to Wangcheng Mountain Villa by yourself." The tone was full of helplessness and regret, and with a pat on the hand, she turned to head back into the inn.

  But she had hardly taken two steps when a sword with scabbard suddenly appeared in front of her.

  Along the sword body, he raised his eyes and looked over

  The young man unknowingly stood up, grasping the hilt of his sword to block her path. He slowly raised his eyelids and looked at her with a pair of calm and serene black eyes.

  "I'll go with you."

  There was a hint of joy in Chu Cha's eyes as she raised the corner of her lips and pulled Mu Ci's sleeve, wanting to take him into the inn.

  But unexpectedly a flash of silver-white sword light appeared

  Chu Cha stared blankly at the white fabric that she had pinched lightly in her palm, as well as the large tear on the boy's sleeve.

  His expression was indifferent, his lips tightly pursed, "Don't touch me."

  At the time of entering the mountain gate, the master's first words to this generation of fellow apprentices were

  Cannot have any physical contact with the opposite sex.

  Once in contact, it will affect their speed of drawing swords.

  They were going to be the world's number one swordsman.

  Not controlled by emotions.

  Beware of women.

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