Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 577 Chasing the Heart to the Moon

Chapter 577 Chasing the Heart to the Moon

After thinking about it carefully, Hun Ruoruo realized that it seemed to be true.

Not only An Wan, but even her mother, the Valley Master, was extremely open about such matters, even daring to give Xiao Yan those shameful cultivation techniques as gifts.

Could this be a tradition of Yin Gu?
No wonder Anmai has always been one step ahead of Momai.
A wave of disapproval washed over her, and Hun Ruoruo's eyes became somewhat evasive as she turned her head and said, "I...I don't know what you're talking about."

She decided to deny it to the death.

In any case, with her Heavenly Realm soul, there was absolutely no way she could expose any flaws. As long as she insisted that she hadn't seen anything, she didn't believe that An Wan could really see any flaws.

"Oh?"

An Wan raised an eyebrow with some suspicion, then stepped forward and said with a smile, "You little liar, although your strength is not as great as yours, I am very good at judging people."

"Senior sister, please speak frankly," Hun Ruoruo said, sticking out her neck.

Ever since entering the Sound Valley, her Soul Clan bloodline has been eliminated by An Suying through unknown means. Even her former shrewdness and personality have changed considerably, and she no longer has the smooth way of speaking she used to have.

After a while, he naturally couldn't resist An Wan's verbal offensive.

To Hun Ruoruo's surprise, An Wan didn't answer directly. Instead, she glanced at the boy squeezed in the crowd behind her and whispered:

"Does Ruoruo know what kind of creature a man is?"

"man?"

Hun Ruoruo was taken aback.

Although he was a man, An Wan clearly wanted to know her opinion on Xiao Yan.

Upon thinking about this, Hun Ruoruo's previously restless heart calmed down, leaving her feeling somewhat conflicted.

An Wan in front of him was no stranger. Given her relationship with An Suying, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was from his family. Naturally, he had to give Xiao Yan some face.

Let's say something nice, shall we?

However, just as Hun Ruoruo was trying to carefully consider her words, the words that were about to come out spilled out like roasted candy beans.

"Sensitive, prone to jealousy, straightforward, and sometimes has a strange sense of pride."

Hearing the girl recount her story with such familiarity, An Wan was not surprised at all. Instead, her peach-blossom eyes lit up with a mischievous glint as she nodded repeatedly.

"I never would have guessed that the little princess knows so much about men," An Wan said, giving a thumbs up.

Realizing she had spoken out of turn, Hun Ruoruo immediately shut her mouth, a hint of unease appearing on her pretty face: "I was just telling the truth."

An Suying smiled nonchalantly: "Since the little princess knows so much about men, do you know that they are actually just as easy to coax?"

"Is he easy to please?"

"That's right."

An Wan narrowed her long, beautiful eyes slightly and whispered:

"A gift that isn't very valuable, a word, or even a smile can make a man devoted to you. They just want to be remembered by the girls they care about, nothing more."

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Hearing this, Hun Ruoruo lowered her eyes and fell silent.

She knew that everything An Wan said made sense.

In truth, she was well aware of these words; it was none other than Xiao Yan who had captivated him completely.

Even more so than ordinary men, Xiao Yan's pride is hidden deeper and he is easier to coax. Any bad woman who lends him a hand when he is initially in a slump can make him remember it for a lifetime.

But when they actually get together, all the skills and carefully crafted image will eventually fade away. She doesn't want to fool him with pretense.

She didn't want Xiao Yan to like the person she was pretending to be.

"I understand," Hun Ruoruo said softly, unusually humble. "Thank you, Senior Sister."

"Let's go shopping together." An Wan patted the girl's shoulder, her face showing an expression of someone who had seen it all before.

She turned around gracefully, flicking her wrist to create a cascade of flowing black hair. A soft halo of light shone on the ends of her hair, like strands of shimmering gold. Although her appearance was not as outstanding as Hun Ruoruo's, she still captured the attention of most of the neighbors at that moment.

"Listen to your senior sister, hooking up with a blockhead is easy. Just use your looks a little and he'll be obsessed with you for life. This is a mature woman's secret, remember not to tell anyone."

Upon hearing the woman's whispered message, Hun Ruoruo's expression froze, and the slight emotion she had felt vanished instantly.

"What secrets to being a mature woman? Just say you've been swindled out of your body and that you won't tell anyone else," Hun Ruoruo thought to herself.

Thankfully, she wasn't.

On the other side, Xiao Yan, who was squeezed in the crowd, finally managed to break free under An Wan's spotlight.

Before he could even catch his breath, the woman walking towards him grabbed him and pulled him into the alley without saying a word.

Entering the alley, Xiao Yan felt increasingly uncomfortable under An Wan's intense gaze. He broke the silence, chuckling awkwardly, "Senior Sister An Wan, what...what do you mean by this?"

Clearly, like Hun Ruoruo, Xiao Yan vividly remembered the scene he witnessed last night and dared not underestimate this audacious senior sister in front of him.

Before she finished speaking, the woman pointed to the outside of the alley and said casually, "The shoes are old."

"Are your shoes old?"

Xiao Yan was extremely puzzled. He followed the other person's finger and looked until he saw the girl's ill-fitting cloth shoes. Then he showed a knowing look and nodded in agreement.

"indeed."

He knew very well that when she came to Yin Valley, she had traveled a long way and Hun Ruoruo's usual boots were already worn out and could no longer be worn. The only pair of cloth shoes she had left were items from more than ten years ago.

Even if a young girl's feet are very small and hardly grow with age, they will eventually become somewhat inappropriate.

Before Xiao Yan could speak, An Wan handed him another heavy bag.

“Here, the money,” she said succinctly.

"This"

Xiao Yan accepted the money pouch as if it were a precious treasure. When he looked up again, the initial slight awkwardness instantly turned into warmth.

A big spender!
Since entering the Sound Valley, all his original cards have become useless. Coupled with the consumption of medicinal herbs and pills along the way, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was penniless.

It's no exaggeration to say that An Wan's current actions have completely resolved Xiao Yan's financial predicament.

Is this the benefit of having a senior sister protecting you?

"Thank you, senior sister."

Xiao Yan's address of "Senior Sister" was truly heartfelt.

Upon hearing the other person omit the name 'An Wan' and address her directly as 'Senior Sister,' An Wan's previously calm face finally broke into a satisfied smile, her aura blooming like early spring.

She patted Xiao Yan's head and said with a smile, "Good luck, junior brother. If you're lucky enough to succeed, remember to turn the card over. There's a gift from your senior brother inside."

Having finished explaining everything, she waved her hand and prepared to leave through the alley.

Senior Brother.
"Oh, right." Xiao Yan seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "Didn't Senior Brother Ying always patrol this place? Why is Senior Sister doing it today?"

"Oh, him."

Upon hearing this, An Wan blinked and said mysteriously, "He just happened to be in charge of greeting a guest~"

"Uh, a guest?"

"Tsk tsk, junior brother, your senior sister is bending the law to help you find opportunities, are you sure you want to worry about other unrelated things?"

"Yes, senior sister."

(End of this chapter)

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