At this moment, she wore a light pink thin shirt, her skirt hem swaying like water waves with her movement. Her steps were light yet powerful, and her stunning makeup made her icy eyes even more chillingly beautiful.
Her eyelashes slightly curled upward, without a hint of shyness – a cold and stunning beauty, a peerless woman.
Before reaching the end, a resonant voice like a bronze bell echoed through the bamboo forest.
“Who comes here?”
Liu Banxia stopped, tossing down a money pouch, her voice flat: “The Thousand Insights Sage will reveal worldly matters upon seeing wealth – this rule seems unchanged.”
A loud laugh immediately responded from the forest: “Good, good. I like children who don’t waste words. What do you wish to ask?”
“Where is Bai Qianshang now?”
The voice sounded slightly surprised: “Bai Qianshang? Why ask about someone already dead?”
Liu Banxia suddenly widened her eyes, looking ahead in shock, silent for a long time before asking: “When? And how did she die?”
“Four years ago, killed by the master of the Ink Evil Sect.”
As soon as the words were spoken, Liu Banxia looked even more confused: “Wasn’t she the sect master?”
“Four years ago, the martial world thought she was the master, but she was merely a puppet. When the righteous sects were destroyed overnight, she lost her value. What use was there in keeping her?”
Liu Banxia was silent for a long time, her face returning to its usual calm and cold expression: “Where is her grave?”
“Three li west-southwest of the desolate city’s suburbs.”
“
Seeing Liu Banxia walk out, I sighed, not wanting to follow. If Bai Qianshang was indeed a puppet, the truth might not be what Xiao’er imagined.
Yu Di looked at her and said, “What the master did for you back then, I always thought was foolish, until now, when I finally understand that the foolish one was actually me.”
Liu Banxia did not speak; at this moment, she presumably no longer knew what to say or where to begin.
