Journey to the End of the Night

Chapter 1673 - 1005: Tailed by the Fox (Part 2)

"When you think about it, Chief Li, you gained your current position largely thanks to Director Di’s support.Hmm... If I tell Director Di about how you neglected me today, I wonder how long you can maintain your position as Chief?"

Cold sweat dripped from Chief Li’s body.

On one side was Fang Geyu, and on the other was the daughter of Qin Lou, both among the most powerful in Shifang City. Neither could be offended.

"Miss Qin, if it is in your eyes, it is difficult for this humble servant to dare show disrespect to you, but I must ask you to follow me." Ultimately, stretching one’s arm proved futile, and he had no choice but to grit his teeth and lead her away.

"Master Ji..." Chief Li brought her to Baili An’s private room, cleared his throat, and was about to greet them. However, Qin Fourth Miss was indeed someone who feared nothing.

With a smile on her face, she brazenly lifted the curtain and entered, her movements extremely disrespectful and capricious.

"At today’s auction, the place was crowded with guests, and all the rooms were packed. However, as a weak girl, insignificant and soft-spoken, Chief Li inevitably forgot to prepare a guest room in advance for me.

I see Master Ji’s room is quite spacious, and he’s alone. Would I have the fortune to have your generosity...

so I may borrow this small space to rest my feet, to avoid jostling and losing decorum with the rugged men outside."

Qin Muqing’s words were courteous, yet before Baili An could respond, she had already walked over and seated herself opposite the table.

She poured out Baili An’s cup of tea and took out a bottle of wine from her waist, washing the cup with sake and filling it up.

"I possess nothing worthwhile but this bottle of ’Gu Fengchun’ wine, to offer to you, Master."

Baili An glanced at Chief Li awkwardly bowing outside the gauzy screen veil, his gaze casually returning as he spoke calmly:

"I don’t recall inviting Miss Qin Fourth to sit."

His tone was extraordinarily subtle, enunciating each word clearly, except for the ’Qin,’ which was voiced softly.

This caused ’Fourth Miss’ to sound somewhat lacking when heard slowly and deliberately.

Qin Muqing squinted her eyes, her smile unwavering as she lifted that cup of wine, gesturing gracefully and cordially towards Baili An with a gentle smile:

"Master Ji, all the guests are watching me enter your private room.

If I were to be driven out after just exchanging a few words, it would be quite a loss of face for me."

Baili An raised a finger to block the cup of wine she boldly attempted to feed to his lips, his eyes cold: "I do not drink."

Despite being embarrassed thus, Qin Muqing was not angry, nor did she withdraw the cup of wine.

Across the modestly sized pear-wood table, her slender and graceful upper body pressed downward, forming a seductive curve, her waist sinking, accentuating its slenderness.

The beautiful lines of her back showed a rounded rear, not appearing at all bony beneath the lavish gold silk dress.

She softly exclaimed, pretending to have realized something, and though she’d yet to drink, she smiled lazily as if intoxicated.

"I do recall now, Master Ji does not excel at drinking, but rather at feeding others to drink."

She pushed the cup of wine outward, the liquid spilling over, wetting his lips.

Qin Muqing’s little finger slightly lifted, lightly teasing the cool stream of wine over Baili An’s lip edge.

"Especially at evening feasts, Master Ji used this very mouth to feed wine to Miss Fang Third, rendering her submissive, a tale still delightfully recounted."

She propped one hand on the table, like a seductive serpent rising onto the desk, intent on displaying her impressive figure, breathing fragrantly:

"I wonder if Master Ji would be willing to feed me in the same manner as Miss Fang Third?"

In Qin Muqing’s view, most men in the world are superficial beings.

This Ji Xinnian had an unremarkable reputation, his name hardly known before today, likely just a mediocre character.

No one knows what good fortune he stumbled upon to apprentice under Taixuan Nine Classics, though a disciple of Taixuan Nine Classics and Taixuan Nine Classics himself are not the same.

As Taixuan Nine Classics, he was indeed renowned as a grand master of his era.

And it was Wen Hanwei who secluded herself for centuries, taking in only this one disciple.

Other grand masters would have many disciples under them.

In the eyes of those truly powerful, a disciple of Taixuan Nine Classics scarcely counts as someone truly impressive.

This boy willingly became a kept man for a powerless, crude, and absurd woman like Fang Geyu.

I imagine he managed to apprentice under Wen Hanwei merely by appealing to women with his shallow appearance.

The ridiculous man.

Now he’s pretending to be cold in front of her again, just because he happened to awaken six Divine Talismans, he thinks he’s peerless?

Clearly a shameless scoundrel, eating Fang Geyu’s food on one hand, and shamelessly flirting with the Empress of the Central Netherworld on the other.

Now he plays hard to get, acting all high and mighty.

In the past, Qin Muqing certainly looked down on such men, but who would have thought that Fang Geyu, whose eyes are on top of his head, likes this kind?

Just thinking about being able to lure this man’s soul, make him fall at her feet, Fang Geyu’s expression must be very interesting at this moment?

Although Fang Geyu has been stronger than her in everything since birth.

But Qin Muqing prides herself on her beauty, which, although not as good as Fang Geyu’s, is also outstanding and attracts admiration from countless princes and gentlemen.

More importantly, compared to Fang Geyu’s flat figure.

She has developed a stunning figure from an early age, not yet over twenty years old, already graceful and charming, even many mature and alluring women cannot compare.

Her young and beautiful appearance, combined with this seductive body, attracts all ages, charming but not wanton.

However you look, it is a distinct flavor unlike Fang Geyu’s.

When she makes a move, she’s sure she can win over such an undiscriminating young man.

Baili An instantly saw through the childish and stubborn ridiculous thoughts in this woman’s heart.

Amused yet relieved that his mother isn’t interested in such noisy auctions, otherwise he might not handle such a woman freely today.

A woman like this, if one maintains gentlemanly demeanor and sternly pushes her away, she would see it as false modesty, likely resulting in even more presumptuous behavior.

After all, a woman who climbs onto the table seductively, twisted like a soft dance, like wave after wave approaching and sticking, is mostly not right in the head.

She must be repelled with extraordinary means.

Most importantly, this woman...

Seems to have some mysterious self-confidence, with an intense desire to surpass Fang Geyu in her actions and demeanor.

She says she’s Qin Muqing, which means the daughter of the Deaconess of Qin Lou.

An outgoing woman, dressed in extremely splendid attire, with much of Fang Geyu’s style.

In the Earth Realm of Shifang City, she openly shows her vast hostility towards the deputy city lord of Shifang City.

Yet the city lord Fang You, known for his doting on his daughter, let her grow up for so many years.

Baili An’s thoughts turned internally, contemplating how to fend off this woman with assertive yet not disrespectful methods.

Just then, her gaze suddenly shifted lightly, as if she perceived something.

In the corner of her eye, reflected for an instant was a snow-white fox tail hidden beneath the soft carpet of the beauty couch.

The gaze touched it and quickly withdrew back to the soft collapse, leaving only a small inconspicuous bulge.

The big-breasted fox even followed here.

A faint, indescribable smile appeared at the bottom of Baili An’s eyes.

He slowly withdrew his fingers from his lips, lowered his head to the cup, and drained the liquor.

A clear stream of alcohol spilled from the corners of his knife-shaped lips, sliding down his long, pale neck, blending into the intricate layers pressing high on the collar.

The clear liquor, coupled with the properly overlapped collar, seasoned together a sense of abstinent dignity and sensual elegance.

A slight smile gradually appeared on Baili An’s face, the frost at the corners of his brows and eyes melted in an instant, warm like spring, full of ripples.

"As Fourth Miss Qin said, truly a fine drink."

Qin Muqing stared blankly, her heart inexplicably skipped a beat, just feeling that this smile was truly eye-catching.

By the time she realized what had happened, the wine flask at her waist had somehow been taken away by him, who poured himself a drink and said:

"This wine is cool to taste, yet burns fiercely at the throat, it’s better for Fourth Miss to drink less, as delicate woman."

Qin Muqing wished she could turn around and slap herself hard; she was the one coming to seduce this nasty man.

But just smiled at her, how had she fallen into the seductive trap set by this nasty man.