SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT: FRIVOLOUS MISS

SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT: FRIVOLOUS MISS
12. You're a Good Man



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Before he sat down, Aunt Wang caught a glimpse of Ling Chuxi's face and gasped in shock. “Your Face, Miss. Your face... Real pretty. Your skin is very nice. What the hell's been going on?"


“My skin is recovering well. Alright, enough is enough Aunt Wang. Let's eat." Ling Chuxi smiled lovingly at Aunt Wang, thinking that she was making a mountain from a mole rat's nest.


However, when Ling Chuxi looked at her reflection in the mirror in her room after breakfast, she saw that Aunt Wang was not exaggerating. Compared to how his skin was before, the difference was heaven and earth. It was understandable why the bastard Ling Yuanhong could not recognize him until he dared to approach him. It was a pity that the decision turned out to be a death sentence for him.


A short while later, Ling Chuxi started practicing the Ninth Heaven Lightning Cultivation Method. With his current abilities, his only flaw was his real battle experience and most importantly a weapon. He raised his head towards the thin-bladed metal sword hanging on the wall opposite him and sighed softly.


This sword would not be able to withstand the domineering Battle Qi of Lightning. I need a better sword. The problem is, where can he find her? He ignored the iron shop in Shi Qu City because he knew there would be no good weapons there. Ling Chuxi thought carefully about the matter while stroking her extremely full wallet. It was settled at that time. He had decided to go to White Stone City.


Although White Stone City was very metropolitan, it managed to maintain its ancient atmosphere. Because it is a city with a long history and convenient transportation methods, many merchants are based there. Looking around the iron shop there would be no bad idea.


Ling Chuxi bid farewell to Aunt Wang then walked to the station with Little White behind her to take the train to White Stone City. Aunt Wang had found a wide-brimmed hat for Ling Chuxi to cover her face and had instructed her thousands of times to keep wearing it until she arrived home. After all, Ling Chuxi would travel alone and under such circumstances, beauty usually invited trouble.


It was the afternoon when Ling Chuxi arrived at White Stone City. Looking at the pure white stone that built its walls, he understood where the city got its name from. The radiance of sunlight emitted a faint halo of light from the white rocks, creating an impression of mystery and splendor. Similarly, the stoic guards stationed at the city gates also exuded a sense of grandeur.


The wide blue stone road, which was wide enough to hold eight horses at once, was filled with busy people among the patrolling soldiers. There were dazzling rows of shops on both sides of the street, each containing a myriad of products.


Iron shops are easy to find because large banners are parked by the roadside with large iron inscriptions. However, getting a weapon could wait until later. First, Ling Chuxi had to fill her stomach!


After exploring the street for a while, he came across a beef restaurant that served beef prepared in various ways. There is boiled beef, boiled beef, roast beef, even cold mixed beef. The smell coming out of this restaurant stopped his steps. As if he was on a mission, Ling Chuxi hurriedly walked towards the delicious scent with Little White tucked under his arm. In a hurry to enter the restaurant, he almost collided with another customer at the door.


He managed to stop his advance in time. But when he started apologizing to the person he almost hit, a cold and familiar voice began to speak.


"Ling Chuxi?" The voice was aloof and without warmth, yet it brought a hint of surprise.


"Eh, huh?" There's something weird about this. His face was covered by a hat and he did not know anyone from White Stone City. Who recognized him immediately? Wait, he knows this voice. As soon as Ling Chuxi lifted her head and made eye contact with the speaker, her eyes widened in shock. 'Ling Yichen? What is he doing here and how does he recognize me?'


"Why are you here?" ling Yichen asked with his monotonous accent, making his question seem more like a statement.


"Why are you here?" Ling Chuxi replied. Every time Ling Yichen spoke, her face was always expressionless, as if she was experiencing some sort of facial paralysis.


“Eat,” replied Ling Yichen smoothly. Before Ling Chuxi could reply, she added, “Together.” His tone conveyed this invitation as if it was a fact.


"All right then." Ling Yichen's words were as precious as gold. It would be futile to say no to food when someone else offers to pay! Ling Yichen took the lead with Ling Chuxi excitedly following behind.


Both of them sat in the same private dining room. Ling Yichen ordered some dishes, and then Ling Chuxi ordered more without feeling the need to be polite. A trace of astonishment flashed in Ling Yichen's eyes when Ling Chuxi took off her hat, but she did not say a word.


The dishes are served very quickly. What surprised Ling Yichen the most was not the sight of Ling Chuxi's beautiful face, but her voracious appetite and carnivore of meat. Although the restaurant also served vegetable dishes, Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen had ordered seven beef dishes and only two vegetables. He specially set aside the dishes for the little fox he was carrying and continued to serve his meat.


“Eat, why don't you eat? You are doing the treatment, if you don't do it, you will feel ashamed,” Ling Chuxi told Little White among the warm feed of beef.


“Eat. Why don't you eat? If you don't eat, I'll feel ashamed.” To Ling Yichen's surprise, he could understand what he was saying.


"Please pamper yourself, I'll follow after you." Ling Yichen made sure to speak politely even when a drop of cold sweat slid behind her head. Secretly, he directed his chopsticks from a freshly empty plate of beef to a plate of vegetables.


After the meal was over, Ling Chuxi placed a hand on her full stomach and asked the maid for a bill. He's very satisfied. In his mind, Ling Yichen was officially branded as a good man. “Ling Yichen, you are a good person. You will live a long life.”


"Thank you." Ling Yichen's unchanging flat face finally cracked slightly. He remained calm even though he knew Ling Chuxi's words were just careless.


“I'll take a walk to digest my food and buy a gun. I say goodbye to you.” Ling Chuxi carried Little White into her arms and stood up to leave.


Ling Yichen got up from her seat. "I'll go with you."


"Huh?" Ling Chuxi looked at Ling Yichen questioningly with eyes as wide as plates. He must have heard wrong. "Why is that? Do you also want to buy weapons?” A glance of the sword hanging on Ling Yichen's waist told him that this was impossible. His sword was no ordinary sword.


Anyone can see that. A person who possessed such a weapon would not be so interested in purchasing the weapons available in White Stone City. Rumor has it that the sword was given to Ling Yichen by his master. Who is the master again? Never mind. He could not remember it at this moment. By the way, there was a rumor that whoever this master was, it was a very proud person.


“To accompany you,” said Ling Yichen briefly.


"All right then. Thank ye. You really aren't too bad Ling Yichen. You will definitely live a long life,” Ling Chuxi said with a smile.


Ling Yichen's lips twitched slightly, but she remained silent.


So these two people walked into the iron shop, with one leading and the other following behind. A salesman came out to greet them as they entered the store. Ling Chuxi was wearing one of the new clothes that Aunt Wang had bought for her. Aunt Wang did not charge anything. She felt a hostess should dress beautifully, so she bought clothes made of elegant materials with exquisite embroidery for Ling Chuxi.


The seller's eyes sparkled. Indeed, the woman and the man were not dressed like ordinary people. The rare sword on that man was extremely famous. 'If both of them wanted to buy weapons, they would not be satisfied with normal offers. Lfs nice. I feel a big transaction is going to happen.'


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