Chapter 639: Silk Road

Shuanglou Town, some unnamed restaurant.

The waiter looked at the two women sitting at the table by the window, their faces fixed with terrifying smiles, and instinctively swallowed.

'These two must have something wrong with their heads.'

With that thought, after serving all the dishes he hurried down from the second floor.

Unaware of what the waiter was thinking, the younger-looking girl of the two poked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help muttering, "Miao-jie, do you think we'll have made this trip for nothing?"

Hearing this, the mature woman called "Miao-jie" let out a laugh that made one's skin crawl: "Hehe, it's better if that sort of thing happens less often. I suppose the Hall Master doesn't want us reporting to Him about whether a chosen target has appeared on the Silk Road."

". Right."

"Let's go, Hu Dasheng, let's go see what the situation is this time."

As her words fell, the mature woman stood up, wanting to head downstairs.

But just then, the girl couldn't help asking, "Miao-jie. Then why did we order such a huge spread of dishes?"

Faced with the question, Miao-jie's body stiffened at once, then said in a rather dry tone: "In the storybooks they always do it that way—ordering a big table of dishes to match our status."

". R-right."

Just as the girl was about to ask something else, a sudden burst of footsteps came from the stairwell.

Hearing the sound, the two once again stretched the corners of their mouths, putting on that terrifying smile.

And the customer who had just arrived on the second floor, upon seeing this sight, was momentarily struck dumb.

Seeing this, the girl and the mature woman exchanged a glance, then fled the second floor as if escaping.

After leaving the restaurant, the two immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl rubbed her somewhat stiff cheeks and complained with a hint of displeasure: "Miao-jie, why does the Hall rule say we have to make that ugly face when we're out on a mission?"

"Sigh, Master, if I knew, wouldn't I have told you long ago?"

As they talked, the two—one tall, one small—arrived before a large gate hung with red and black lanterns.

After passing through a long, narrow corridor, a small plaza suddenly came into view.

Looking at the noisy scene before them, the two unconsciously put on that terrifying smile again.

Just then, the girl named "Hu Dasheng" seemed to remember something and asked in a low voice toward the person beside her: "Miao-jie, you don't think we'll run into people from Jiujie Sect again this time, do you?"

". Probably not, right?"

Hearing this, Miao-jie was also uncertain for a moment—after all, in the previous two missions they had both run into people from Jiujie Sect.

Strangely enough, Jiujie Sect had rarely dealt with the Qianhenshao Society before, but recently, for some unknown reason, they kept running into its disciples.

More importantly, this group had changed from their usual arrogant, nose-in-the-air attitude, and were surprisingly polite.

One should know that although their Qianhenshao Society could also be considered a major Men Sect, it was clearly no match for the Diyimen Sect of the Divine Ability world.

Miao-jie had actually asked the Hall Master about it, but the other party only told them to ignore those stupid dogs.

"Stupid dogs" was the Hall Master's exact words.

"Speaking of which, Miao-jie, have you noticed that every time we run into that group from Jiujie Sect, a chosen target seems to appear?"

Upon hearing the girl's words, Miao-jie fell into thought.

After a brief recollection, she found that it really did seem to be the case—at least for the most recent few missions.

With a somewhat puzzled mind, she said softly to the girl: "After this matter is over, Hu Dasheng, you can repeat what you just said to the Hall Master."

"Got it."

Facing her master's instructions, the girl immediately wanted to nod in agreement.