Chapter 867: Chapter 26: The Eldest Miss of Sky City
Kong Hou held back her laughter, wondering why these humans spoke so seriously?
Upon reaching the small town, Tianmiao found a bun shop and sat down. He ordered several baskets of buns and soy milk, and the owner also served some appetizers. Dong Xiao went next door to buy beef noodles for Tianmiao. Kong Hou glanced at Cui Wei and said irritably, "Go, buy some pan-fried dumplings from the shop next door. Why are you just standing there? Want to eat what others have prepared?"
Cui Wei silently went next door to buy some pan-fried dumplings.
When she came back, she saw that Dong Xiao and Kong Hou had also bought other food and placed it on the table.
Tianmiao beckoned to Cui Wei, "Come sit with us."
Cui Wei glanced at Kong Hou and only sat down after getting Kong Hou’s permission.
The bun shop owner smiled so broadly that his eyes turned into slits. The esteemed young lady of Sky City visiting his bun shop! This was a great endorsement for his buns. It was easy to imagine how business would improve significantly in the future. Plus, the spot where the young lady sat would definitely become a coveted seat.
Never underestimate the influence of the stories written by Wei Yunshu. They amplified the already dazzling traits of the young lady, who was an embodiment of status, power, and beauty, into something even more breathtaking, causing an expected ripple effect.
The young lady of Sky City had, in a way, become a "celebrity" figure. Naturally, she also gained many "fans."
Of course, in this world, they weren’t called "fans," but admirers, devotees, and the like...
While Tianmiao and the others were having breakfast, the adjacent table was chatting casually while secretly observing them.
"Do you know He Ling from Cangyuan Sect?"
"I know, the rising star of Cangyuan Sect."
Cui Wei was surprised and instinctively perked up her ears to listen.
"That He Ling fought a powerful demon cultivator for three hundred rounds in Xiji City a few days ago and saved the city lord’s daughter. The city lord’s daughter wants to pledge her life to him."
"That’s quite a legend. Is He Ling going to become the son-in-law? Xiji City is known for producing gems and spices, isn’t it quite affluent? They can surely provide him with plenty of resources for cultivation."
"He’s a disciple of a major sect, surely he wouldn’t become a live-in son-in-law, right?"
"No, He Ling seems to have declined that marriage proposal."
Listening to this, Cui Wei didn’t know why she wasn’t as happy as she imagined she’d be.
"He didn’t completely refuse. My uncle’s aunt’s cousin’s nephew works as a personal guard for the city lord in Xiji City. He said that kid is quite cunning, claimed he is currently uninterested in romantic affairs, wanting to focus on cultivation, and will discuss these matters later."
"Scumbag. Keeping someone on a string like that without giving a straightforward answer, what a jerk," Kong Hou couldn’t help but comment.
Hearing someone from the young lady’s table speak up was like injecting adrenaline into the group at the other table.
"Exactly, what this young lady said is spot on. That He Ling clearly has a childhood sweetheart junior sister, yet he goes to mess with the city lord’s daughter."
"It’s more than that, I heard he went to Xiji City to look for an herb to heal a girl by his side. They say that girl is his true love. With both a junior sister and a true love, why didn’t he just outright refuse the city lord’s daughter?"
The Fenglan Sect disciples at the next table chattered non-stop.
Cui Wei’s face grew increasingly grim. She of course knew who the injured girl was; it was the woman posing as the young lady. That night, she was injured after being discovered by Fenglan Sect for stealing treasure. And did He Ling go to find medicine to cure her?
He really hadn’t thought of rescuing her at all?
Yes... he hadn’t, not at all.
What was she deceiving herself for?
In fact, she understood the harsh truths the young lady spoke that day from the start.
She just didn’t want to admit it, didn’t want to face such a sad and cruel fact.
Now, the dream should be over.