Chapter 325 - 325 323 The Flowing Water Does Not Compete

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325: Chapter 323: The Flowing Water Does Not Compete 325: Chapter 323: The Flowing Water Does Not Compete Yin Baishuang snickered coldly, “I’ve already spared her a lowly life, what’s wrong with taking a few things from her?” Baili An remained unmoved, “Men and women should not touch hands when giving or receiving anything.” Su Jing’s clothes were ancient and simple like still snow, adorned with a crowned jade, and there were no other accessories around her waist. Since the Qiankun Bag that she had carried for two hundred years was hidden, it was naturally a private and personal item. He had no past dealings or sentiments with Su Jing, so it was inappropriate to search her body rashly. “How I detest your old-fashioned temperament!” Yin Baishuang said indifferently, “If not for my distaste in touching this person, why would I need you to do this for me? Since you are unwilling, it’s simple. I’ll just shatter her clothes and the Qiankun Bag will naturally be found.” Baili An frowned unhappily, “Miss Yin is taking advantage of someone’s perilous state!” Yin Baishuang raised her eyebrows, “Do you think you can stop me?” Baili An’s chest heaved once but quickly calmed. He looked deeply at Yin Baishuang and said, “I understand.” He slowly put down Fang Geyu, straightened her body, then cautiously reached his hand into Su Jing’s sleeve, his fingertips barely grazing a strip of cool, smooth skin. Baili An’s brows twitched. He thought to himself that the girl had been injured on the shoulder; although the wound was frightening, it shouldn’t have caused her to remain unconscious for so long without waking. Why does her body feel as cold as a corpse’s? Could this be some kind of soul trauma? Carefully searching both the sleeves and the waist, he did not see the Qiankun Bag that Yin Baishuang had mentioned. From behind, faint footsteps approached. Yin Baishuang walked leisurely over, casting a cold, sidelong glance, impatiently saying, “The important belongings of this woman wouldn’t be carelessly concealed. Naturally, you will find nothing if you search these irrelevant places.” Baili An frowned inwardly. Since when was a woman’s waist an irrelevant place? Yin Baishuang’s tone was light but her words were shocking, “Her heart area. That precious Qiankun Bag she’d die without must be hidden close to her heart.” The heart area? Isn’t that the chest??? Baili An felt a tingling on his scalp. Just as he was about to speak, a strong gust brushed his hair back, blowing across his cheek. With a rip, Su Jing’s snow-white sleeve was torn into pieces like white butterflies, revealing a glimpse of her pale, delicate wrist. Yin Baishuang, this unreasonable madwoman! She really has a way of threatening people. He kept silent, with a severe expression, put his hands together in front of Su Jing and bowed, “My apologies.” Standing at a distance, Ying Xiu’s face showed undisguised disdain and disgust. He turned his back, assuming the role of a ‘gentleman’. Baili An gingerly pulled open a corner of her white clothing over her chest, embodying the ideal of the ‘gentleman who neither sees nor listens to impropriety’, averted his gaze, and carefully avoided touching her skin with his other hand. After all, her chest was not like the skin of her wrists where a mere touch could end up with him being hunted for life. With the utmost concentration, Baili An’s fingers slowly probed and finally touched a soft cord tassel. That must be it. As he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yin Baishuang, who had been watching the spectacle with folded arms, had a sudden gleam of mischief in her eyes. She made a swooping gesture with her hands and, out of nowhere, yelled from behind him, startling him. Baili An, who was fully focused on extracting the item from that precarious place, could not withstand such a shock. His shoulder shook violently, which pulled at his arm muscles, and his hand was inadvertently pushed forward. His fingers slackened abruptly, and he quickly found himself enveloped. Baili An drew back his hand as if it was burning, his trembling fingertips still hooked on the tassel cord, at the end of which was an old, yellowed Qiankun Bag. The woman in front of him slightly turned her head, revealing a peaceful and pale sleeping profile. Below her snow-white, delicate chin, her complicated overlapped collar was now half-uncovered. Within the disheveled neckline hid an exquisitely small collarbone, subtly visible, inviting in its curve, painting an unspeakable picture of allure and innuendo. Baili An involuntarily glanced with his peripheral vision and couldn’t bear to look anymore. He hurriedly fixed the clothing at her chest, his face flushing with warmth as he turned back. Before he could reprimand her, Yin Baishuang had already bent over, her face peeking over his shoulder, and at some unknown time, a shell-like jade revealed from her sleeve. She asked mockingly and with a light laugh, “Was it soft?” Baili An was at a loss for words, choked up in his emotion. He irritably lifted the Qiankun Bag, “Is this it?” Yin Baishuang just glanced briefly and turned her gaze away. Looking at Baili An’s face, flushed with a warm anger, she couldn’t help but feel a mixture of ridicule and disbelief. This little corpse demon, when he died, must have been a stickler for tradition from a strict household, his proper mannerisms are quite unlovable. Although she disdained Su Jing, in this world filled with countless people, how many men would be captivated and pledge their hearts to her? Such a great bargain is something others wouldn’t be able to hope for even at the cost of their hands and feet. Yet here he was, getting angry. “Um… If you don’t answer, I suppose it means the touch was extremely bad, not soft at all.” Yin Baishuang seemed to recall something, the bleak expression in her eyes softening somewhat. Yin Baishuang’s eyebrows lifted slightly, exuding an air of triumph, “After all, that boy of mine shared food and bed with her for over a year when he was young, and never noticed anything amiss with her, unlike me…” Yin Baishuang stood straighter, puffing out her chest, but it was concealed by the large red clothing that showed no hint of disturbance, “Just by removing the outer layer of bridal clothing, that boy was completely flustered, his face as red as yours is now.” The degree of comparison in her words almost debased Su Jing to the dirt. Watching Yin Baishuang suddenly become proud for no reason, Baili An actually wanted to defend Su Jing. You yourself said it was Su Jing from her youth. Perhaps you were a fledgling while she was a late bloomer, the rule is not to compete to lead, but to flow endlessly… cough cough. But upon further thought, he questioned his standing to argue such points. He wasn’t the unlucky guy for whom they were both fighting tooth and nail. “Miss Yin, do you really want this Qiankun Bag or not?” “Of course, I want it,” replied Yin Baishuang, her face full of disdain, “But I don’t take pleasure in touching her belongings. You help me take out the things inside it one by one.” Great, after seizing someone else’s Qiankun Bag, he still had to pick out the treasures one by one for her. Baili An suddenly found this Miss Yin even more difficult to serve than Miss Fang Da. The situation had progressed to this point, and Baili An was too tired to struggle. He did as he was told. Just as Baili An’s Divine Sense had started to probe into the Qiankun Bag, Yin Baishuang’s complexion changed, and she suddenly recalled something crucial, “I remember Su Jing’s Qiankun Bag has a Prohibition that if it’s opened without permission, it can rebound and cause serious injury. You should wait. I’ll teach you a method first.” Baili An’s expression changed, and he said curiously, “Is that so? Then it seems I was mistaken, this might not be the Qiankun Bag you wanted, Miss Yin.” Yin Baishuang was puzzled by his implication. Baili An lowered his head and took out a paper pinwheel from the Qiankun Bag, a very common item from the Mortal World markets, “I used my Divine Sense just now to check, and the things inside are fairly ordinary, not any important treasures.”

Chapter 325 - 325 323 The Flowing Water Does Not Compete

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