Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 450 What stealing a man? I was just trying to save the world.

Grandpa Qin sighed repeatedly, clearly disappointed in his granddaughter. Upon hearing this, Qin Shuangjiang's face darkened, and she turned and said coldly, "Stealing a man?!"

A crack finally appeared on the girl's usually aloof and beautiful face—the anger of having her secret exposed by her elder. "Grandpa! What nonsense are you spouting! Who wants to compete with that scoundrel! Duan Huaige can be entangled with whoever he wants! What does it have to do with me?!"

Her tone was resolute, as if she was trying her best to distance herself from the situation, but deep in her snow-white eyes, there was a hint of disappointment and anger that was hard to detect.

What do you mean? We were all tricked by Xie Cangling, the green tea b*tch, and now Duan Huaige is still going to Zen Buddhism with Yan Qiuxi.
No matter how many times you start over, would you still choose her in the end? Is Yan Qiuxi really that good?
What a shrewd old man Mr. Qin! His granddaughter's little romantic entanglements were nothing compared to him. A glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes as he slowly poured himself another cup of tea, muttering to himself as if talking to himself:
"Sigh, yes, yes, we won't steal it... But, there's just been an urgent military report from Kunlun Ruins. They say the entrance seal is fluctuating abnormally, energy readings are soaring, and there's a suspected leak of high-dimensional energy. Those brats in the military are about to lose control..."

"According to Qiuqiu, Xiao Duan and the others are rushing over there in a panic... Tsk, Kunlun Ruins is a very strange place. Every time the wind blows, countless experts die... I wonder if Xiao Duan and the others will be able to escape this time..."

He deliberately said "Xiao Duan and the others" and "how many experts will die" one after the other, and even dragged out the words, while secretly glancing at Qin Shuangjiang's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

Qin Shuangjiang's face stiffened upon hearing this, and her grip on the sword hilt tightened even more.

Although her face still wore that icy expression of "it's none of my business," Old Master Qin knew that the fish had taken the bait.

"These are critical times. The military has been operating in Kunlun Ruins for many years, and it's difficult for us to get our hands on it. If someone could go there to investigate and understand the situation on behalf of the imperial court, it would be a way to share the burden for the court."

"Oh dear, Shuangjiang, it's one thing for you to talk about others... but Qiuqiu and you are childhood sweethearts who grew up together. We can't ignore her safety... don't you think?"

"..."

Qin Shuangjiang fell silent. Sunlight shone on her cool profile, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath her eyes. She understood her grandfather's meaning, of course. He wanted to give her a respectable official reason, a "special investigation" status, so she could go to Kunlun Ruins legitimately and without any qualms!

Jealousy? Stealing a man? Not a chance! She's on a mission for the imperial court! She's there to protect the safety of this land! She's there to stop that crazy girl, Yan Qiuxi, from causing trouble in dangerous territory!

right! That's it!

She slowly raised her head, her snow-white eyes regaining their absolute calm and sternness.

"The disturbances at Kunlun Ruins are indeed of great importance, concerning the safety of this realm." Her voice was calm and even, as if stating an objective fact. "Since the imperial court cannot spare suitable personnel for the time being, as a member of the imperial court with the relevant capabilities, I have an inescapable responsibility."

With a flick of her wrist, the Eye-Piercing Sword emitted a clear, melodious sound and returned to its sheath.

"Give me official authorization for official documents and the highest level of access. Also..."

Old Master Qin suppressed a laugh and immediately pulled out a pre-prepared file folder bearing the imperial seal, handing it over: "Authorization and access have been activated! Frostfall, be careful! Remember, safety first! Mission second! As for the rest... cough cough... you can handle it yourself!"

Qin Shuangjiang did not answer, but turned around and stepped into the air. Her sword instantly tore through the night sky, shooting towards Kunlun Ruins with a sharp whooshing sound!

As Old Master Qin watched his granddaughter's sword light disappear into the horizon, he stroked his silver beard and finally couldn't help but chuckle, muttering triumphantly to the air:
"Old ghost Yan, so what if your granddaughter is cunning? When it really matters, we'll see how efficient and determined my Shuangjiang is at 'obeying orders to snatch a man'! Tsk tsk, that speed... looks like she's really in a hurry!"

Huh? Wait, did I forget to convey something...? Just as Grandpa Qin picked up the purple clay teapot to take a sip, he suddenly remembered the crucial point and slapped his head.

"Oh no... I'm getting senile... I completely forgot to tell Shuangjiang that that ruthless Duan just hugged Qiuqiu and his childhood sweetheart together in front of everyone, saying that neither of them could be missing... This... shouldn't affect my Shuangjiang's absolute dominance, right?"

Duan Huaige's streamlined, jet-black leisurely boat was tearing through the clouds, speeding towards Kunlun Ruins. A pale blue energy membrane flowed across the surface of the shuttle, isolating it from the violent air currents and sonic booms, while the interior space remained unusually calm and tranquil.

However, the atmosphere in this small space was even colder than the ice crystals in the clouds.

Yan Qiuxi occupied the single sofa with the best view next to the cockpit of the flying boat. She sat upright, holding the broken but still profoundly Daoist mirror in her hands, with faint golden causal Dao power swirling around her fingertips, as if she was trying to communicate and repair it.

She was focused, as if there were some unparalleled secrets in the mirror, completely ignoring Duan Huaige standing beside her, not even glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.

Hey, scumbag!

Xiao Jiang, meanwhile, was curled up on another sofa by the porthole, hugging her knees, her face turned towards the rapidly passing sea of ​​clouds outside. Her little face remained tense, puffed up like a little pufferfish.

The magnificent scenery outside the window seemed to hold no appeal for her. She simply poked the specially made spirit array barrier on the porthole forcefully, making soft "thump-thump" sounds, as if she were poking someone's forehead.

I'm calling you a scumbag!

Standing between the two, Duan Huaige felt as if he were standing at the boundary between the Siberian cold current and the Antarctic ice sheet. He tried to strike up a conversation:

"Ahem, Qiuqiu, do you have any ideas on how to repair this Mirror of Mortal Dust? Just tell me what special materials you need... I can provide a list of Zen Buddhist resources."

"Humph."

Yan Qiuxi didn't even lift her eyelids, only letting out a very faint hum through her nose. Her fingers moved even faster across the mirror.

"Fellow Daoist Duan is too busy to concern yourself with my affairs. Shouldn't you be going to find A-Jiang now? Otherwise, you'll be missing out on a girlfriend."

Duan Huaige touched his nose and then turned to Xiao Jiang:
"Little Jiang, are you hungry? I've prepared some strawberry cream puffs for you..."

"Shut up, you look like a cream puff!"

You dare mention cream puffs, huh?!

Xiao Jiang suddenly turned her head, glared at him fiercely, then forcefully turned her head back and continued to poke at the porthole with even more force.

Duan Huaige: "..." He sighed, knowing that this time the situation had gone too far. The two ladies were really angry, and normally, they wouldn't be able to be appeased in a short time.

But it doesn't matter, Duan Huaige's greatest strength is his ability to act unconventionally.

(End of this chapter)