Chapter 335: Venereal Disease

The morning sun was just beginning to rise.

The orange-red rays of dawn spilled over the boundless Cangyun Mountain and the Tianshui River flowing slowly beneath it, as if a vat of dye had been poured out, casually sketching a charming winter landscape.

The chill in the mountains had not yet dissipated, and the trees were draped in white frost.

Withered yellow leaves covered the mountain path, making a faint, rustling sound in the morning breeze, like the whispers of winter.

The Tianshui River flowed slowly along.

The river water rippled, reflecting a dilapidated little building on the bank.

At the entrance of the little building, a long-faded flag flapped loudly in the morning breeze, as if enthusiastically greeting the solitary guest outside the door.

Yet, there was no cooking smoke in the chimney.

Only a few sparrows remained, landing on the roof ridge, occasionally shaking their feathers or lowering their heads to forage, adding a faint touch of vitality to this silent winter day.

Xu Ziyin stood at the entrance like a statue, motionless.

The red cloak on her body fluttered gently in the cold wind, and her tied-up ponytail danced reservedly under the enthusiastic invitation of the cloak.

Her figure was slender, like a willow by the river, yet delicate and well-proportioned.

But that slightly callow, pretty face was as cold as the mountain breeze at this moment, though a trace of melancholy appeared in those dark eyes that faintly reflected the blurry city in the distance.

At this time, a young man in a green robe walked out of the inn and came to her side, saying, "Junior Sister Xu, are you still worried about your family? We will be back very soon, in five months at most."

Xu Ziyin gazed at the outline of the city in the distance, as if she had not heard his words.

The young man did not say anything more, glanced at her pretty yet cold face again, and turned back into the inn.

Just then, a carriage crushed the thin ice on the ground and drove over from the path in the distance.

"Creak... creak..."

The sound of the ice layer shattering came from far to near, and then, it stopped in front of Xu Ziyin.

Xu Ziyin withdrew her gaze from the distance and looked at the carriage.

The curtain was lifted, and a tall figure wearing grey martial attire and a blue robe stepped out of the carriage. After meeting her gaze, his eyes lit up, and he looked her up and down.

Xu Ziyin coldly shifted her gaze away and looked into the distance again.

The man from the carriage jumped down in front of her, his gaze still looking her over flippantly, and he said, "This young lady looks very familiar; could it be that we have met somewhere before?"

Xu Ziyin frowned slightly, and her gaze turned back to him.

The man before her was tall with a decent temperament, but his appearance was extremely ordinary. He was waving a paper fan in his hand with a smile on his face, looking pretentious. His gaze was not only flippant but also extremely rude and presumptuous, constantly scanning back and forth between her face, chest, and slender waist.

"Get lost!"

Xu Ziyin clenched her fists, cold light appearing in her eyes.

She had heard yesterday that a wealthy young master who wanted to travel to the Daughter Kingdom had newly joined the team today.

It was clearly the person before her.

This kind of person was simply courting death; having grown tired of playing in Lin'an City, he thought he could spend some money to go to the Daughter Kingdom to have some fun, not knowing that he wouldn't even be able to make it out of the Cangyun Mountain before him.

"The young lady is so fierce."

The man before her did not seem angry. After being scolded by her, he smiled slightly, waved his paper fan, and entered the inn.

Just as Xu Ziyin loosened her fists, who would have thought that the man would back out again, tilt his head, and look at her cold face, saying, "By the way, fierce young lady, may I ask, has Wang Qiangzhuang arrived?"

"Swish!"

A flash of red light, and a sharp, icy-cold spear tip was instantly pressed against his throat.

The chill on the spear tip was even colder than the wind in the forest.

Xu Ziyin held a Red Tasseled Spear, glaring at him with a face full of frost, and said, "Are you looking to die?"

Really so fierce!

Just as Luo Zijun was about to speak, a man in a green robe walked out of the inn and said, "Junior Sister Xu, put down the spear."

As he spoke, he looked at the young master holding the paper fan and said, "Young Master Hua, right? The captain is waiting for you inside, hurry in."

Luo Zijun extended a finger, gently pushed aside the spear tip in front of his neck, and cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "Many thanks, brother."

When he walked in front of him, he asked in a low voice, "Brother, is that young lady your junior sister? What is her name? Is she already betrothed?"

The man in the green robe smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Hua, hurry in, and don't provoke my junior sister; she is not to be trifled with. If you anger her, I won't be able to stop her."

Then he introduced himself, "I am Yang Yan, a disciple of the Taoshan Sect."

He then glanced outside the door and said in a low voice, "My junior sister is named Xu Ziyin; she doesn't like people hitting on her."

"Taoshan Sect?"

Luo Zijun knew that the five great sects of Great Yan were the Taoshan Sect, Wanjian Sect, Jinfo Temple, Qinglong Temple, and Jade Maiden Valley, and the Taoshan Sect was located on Zhiri Peak in the Liang Kingdom.

So that little girl Xu Ziyin was actually a disciple of the Taoshan Sect; he really hadn't expected that.

He didn't know when she had joined.

Of course, he had even less expected that he would run into her in the merchant caravan heading to the Daughter Kingdom this time.

"Many thanks, Brother Yang."

Luo Zijun expressed his thanks and then went inside.