Chapter 5035 — Cold Cold
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"This..." For a moment the tall woman did not know what to do. Following her usual pattern, she would certainly have refused, but she had just accepted his top-grade spirit jade the day before. How could she bring herself to refuse him now? She could hardly say that she took priceless treasures but would not take a worthless breakfast—what sort of person would that make her?
"Eat while it's hot, or it won't taste good once it goes cold," Wei Zhao urged.
The tall woman hesitated for a long while, but in the end she took the breakfast from Wei Zhao's hands, and said in a somewhat complicated tone, "Then... thank you."
"You're welcome, it's only proper." Wei Zhao chuckled. Then he suddenly asked, "By the way, we've known each other so long, and I still don't know your name?"
The old Wei Zhao would never have asked such a question—it was plainly asking for a snub. But now he asked as though it were only natural. After all, she had accepted the top-grade spirit jade and accepted the breakfast; surely she could not begrudge him even a name.
The tall woman was troubled for a moment, but in the end she did as he wished and said softly, "Leng Leng."
"Leng Leng?" Wei Zhao felt at once that the name fitted the person, and asked again, "Then what is your surname?"
"Surname Leng, given name Leng—Leng Leng." With that she shut the door and hid back in her room. For some reason, when she told Wei Zhao her name she had inexplicably felt her cheeks grow hot. She had never been like that before—how strange.
Outside, Wei Zhao chuckled to himself. Though he had been shut out again, this was plainly a different matter from before—she had not only accepted the breakfast, she had even told him her name. The ways of the cultivation world really did work wonders!
Xu Lingchong's methods for dealing with those fools were simple and crude, and on the surface seemed to require no skill at all, yet they were still so widely used—clearly there was good reason for it.
For women of the cultivation world, what mattered most was indeed strength.
Wei Zhao went back well satisfied. Reaching this point today counted as completing the task perfectly; to go one step further would have to wait for the next opportunity. Haste makes waste—there was no rushing such things to completion in one go.
Meanwhile, Leng Leng ate the breakfast he had brought, her mood strangely stirred, her mind racing with one wild thought after another.
In the ancient minor jianghu, with her looks she had naturally had no lack of suitors, but those people at most generously offered cultivation resources. Someone bringing her breakfast was a first—trivial as the gesture seemed, to keep it up day after day for so long was rare indeed.
Imperceptibly, Wei Zhao had been placed by her on the same level as her suitors from the ancient world, to be compared with them—something unimaginable before. After all, one was an ordinary man and the others were cultivators; what was there to compare?
And what was rare was that Wei Zhao's image in her mind was quite positive. This was not merely because he had given her the top-grade spirit jade, but mainly because of the subtle guidance of these many days. Even a woman of Leng Leng's temperament would not, without cause, take a man who poured out his heart and diligently waited on her to be a bad person—such was human nature.
But the moment Leng Leng thought of those suitors in the ancient minor jianghu, her expression could not help darkening again. They had seemed generous in their pursuit, as though they would pluck the stars from the sky for her, but in the end cultivation was king. Their attentions had one fundamental precondition—that they not conflict with their own interests. Otherwise, far from paying court, they would turn and kill you on the spot! (To be continued.)
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