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Chapter 198. Wind and Moment

The next morning, Jiang Jianxin, yawning, sat on Yin Ju's waves, staring blankly at the shimmering water.

I was so anxious last night that I kept scrolling through my phone until very late, and I completely forgot that I was supposed to check on the Wind War Giant this morning.

Yin Ju has a healthy lifestyle; he went straight to sleep after chatting with her last night, and now he's standing on the waves, full of energy, pointing out to her:
“This riverbed was originally the one you carved out. Later, I manipulated the river water to repeatedly flush it, and now it’s like a natural riverbed.”

Jiang Jianxin didn't understand the difference between natural and artificial riverbeds, but seeing him say that, she still chimed in supportively:

"...Wow, that's amazing."

Yin Ju noticed her listlessness, took a sip of tea, and calmly said:
"By the way, you didn't stay up late playing on your phone again last night, did you?"

Jiang Jianxin sighed and said:
"My cell phone is such a tempting thing, it's keeping me up at night."

Yin Ju clicked his tongue and said:

"We're all getting on in years, we should maintain a healthier lifestyle and take care of our health. Look at me, I don't dare to stay up late anymore, after all, I'm getting old."

Jiang Jianxin remained silent.

If someone said that to her in a normal society, she would know that person was joking with her. After all, in her original environment, 17-year-olds were still in high school, while 23-year-olds were young and strong.

But Yin Ju was naturally gifted and spoke very seriously, seemingly sincerely advising her to take care of her health, which Jiang Jianxin couldn't understand.

She had previously seen posts on the Ping An Forum saying that it's good to date older people because they are more caring and have retirement benefits.

She thought it was some old man's literature, but when she clicked in, she found that the protagonist of the story was a 26-year-old boy.

— He retired from the War Alliance. He was originally among the top fifty war warriors on the war rankings. He didn't apply to become an elder, so he retired directly. He received a considerable pension.

After this lesson, Jiang Jianxin completely adjusted her mindset—in ordinary society she would continue to be a young girl, but in a society of talents, she would have to start to rely on her age and seniority.

Jiang Jianxin didn't answer Yin Ju's question, but instead changed the subject and asked:

"By the way, why did you personally go to greet the war tycoon of Black Eye Pharmaceuticals?"

Yin Ju explained:
"Because putting aside our social status, we have a pretty good relationship."

He gestured with his hand and said:

“I have two good brothers, one is Fu Yunhui, and the other is him.”

"It's just that Fu Yunhui and I are in the same organization, so we're closer. We can only meet in Haidu. Sometimes we can't even meet when he's in seclusion or on a business trip, so our relationship isn't that good, but it's still pretty good."

Jiang Jianxin blinked and pressed for an answer:
"Then what's his name?"

The waves gradually subsided, and the river reached its estuary, opening up a vast expanse of water. The golden sunrise hung at the horizon, turning the entire sea amber.

Yin Ju squinted, gazing at the figure outlined in the morning light on the horizon. The person stood suspended in mid-air, robes fluttering, seemingly one with the sea breeze. He spoke slowly, his voice filled with unspoken emotion:

"His name is... Feng Shiman."

Before he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly arose at sea.

"call------"

The calm sea surface was instantly rippled, and layers of waves surged up.

Amidst the towering white waves in the distance, a slender figure appeared and disappeared.

Before he could even see her face clearly, he saw countless pink peach petals dancing wildly in the wind, like a sudden March snowfall, turning the entire sea crimson. The gale, sharp as a knife, swept forward, carrying the swirling peach blossoms. This should have been a breathtaking sight, but Jiang Jianxin suddenly frowned.

This scene inexplicably reminded her of the peach blossom storm she encountered in Zhenbei City.

Images from my memory flooded back like a tidal wave; those pink hurricanes sliced ​​through skyscrapers like hot knives cutting through butter.

She still vividly remembers the shock of her first encounter—those beautiful yet deadly wind blades, like countless meat grinders, turned the entire Zhenbei City into a bloody slaughterhouse. The scattered limbs and pieces of flesh on the ground were all the masterpieces of that peach blossom wind.

While she was still deep in thought, Yin Ju waved vigorously at the figure in the wind:

"Shi Man, over here!"

"Hu-hu-"

As a sudden gust of wind arose, a tall, slender figure rode the wind towards them.

He wore a cherry-pink silk shirt underneath a finely crafted white trench coat, the flowing fabric of which exuded a dashing and debonair air.

What's most eye-catching is the bunch of dandelions casually tucked behind his ear; the tiny fluffy seeds tremble gently in the wind, as if they might scatter at any moment.

His white, curly hair, woven like moonlight, danced freely in the wind, making his skin appear as smooth as jade. A few strands of pale hair were entwined around the stems of dandelions. His amorous phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, and his light brown pupils were filled with a gentle smile. When his eyes moved, it seemed as if he had captured the spring breeze of March in them.

Whenever a gentle breeze blows, the dandelions behind his ears sway softly, adding a touch of casualness to his already gentle temperament.

The person languidly floated down from mid-air with their arms crossed.

As she landed, the hem of her dress swirled gently, carrying a delicate fragrance.

He patted Yin Ju's shoulder familiarly, his voice gentle:
"Long time no see, Director Yin."

His every move exudes both the nobility of a young master from a prominent family and a touch of serene and unrestrained elegance.

Jiang Jianxin was also momentarily stunned by his appearance. She dared to say that the man in front of her was the most flamboyant and handsome man she had ever seen.

However, she is not the kind of person whose values ​​are dictated by their appearance, and she knows that you can't judge a book by its cover, as there are quite a few people who are good-looking but have bad character.

After greeting Yin Ju, Feng Shiman looked at her, her light brown eyes filled with a smile, and said:
"Jiang Daren, I have failed to greet you properly."

The white-robed swordswoman before him had a cold and composed demeanor. She seemed unsurprised that he had recognized her at a glance, and when he greeted her, she merely replied indifferently:

"Ah."

In a society where talent and strength reign supreme, top-tier experts rarely bother with others. Feng Shiman knew that her strength was far inferior to this person's, and that even replying with a single word was a favor. Therefore, she didn't feel embarrassed by the cold reception and naturally replied:
"Speaking of which... I saw Jiang the tycoon once before in Zhenbei City, but Jiang the tycoon probably didn't see me."

Attracted by these words, the white-robed swordsman indeed raised his eyes and scrutinized him carefully, his gaze turning icy as he said:

"Those peach blossom winds were indeed orchestrated by you."

She should have realized it sooner. The moment the rift in the cultivation world opened, Ji Changqing, an outsider, came out and stirred up trouble, making such a big fuss. There must have been locals giving him guidance afterward.

It's unclear whether Feng Shiman's actions were an individual effort or a representative of Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals.

"Why don't you show yourself and fight me?"

Jiang Jianxin continued coldly.

Feng Shiman tilted her head and smiled helplessly. Even when good-looking people smile, it's like spring flowers blooming.

"...You shattered my wind field with a single sword strike. Do you expect me to show myself and invite a fight?"