Chapter 346 – Enemies Meeting on a Narrow Path (1/2)

Chapter 346 – Enemies Meeting on a Narrow Path

‘How odd. In each place he appeared, he gave rise to an uproar. This time, how could he idly sit there without anyone noticing him?’

Seeing that he was being this relaxed, it didn’t seem like he was in the bustling city center but on Spirit Mountain Graceful Water.

Ning Xuemo couldn’t help herself from stealing a few glances. For the moment, she didn’t have any intention of taking revenge.

This person’s skills were too profound, and her current skills weren’t on par. She would simply court death if she was to provoke him now.

Han Shanyue felt someone’s gaze on him, thus he raised his head and his eyes met Ning Xuemo’s.

Despite the distance separating them, their gazes locked together!

Abruptly, Ning Xuemo felt goosebumps all over her body, as if she had been assaulted by a wave of frost.

She had no choice but endure and force herself from not shivering.

She couldn’t clearly see his eyes, but oddly enough, she could feel his gaze on her, an incorporeal sensation that swept her body.

‘This is really super cold!’

For some reason, that man’s gaze gave her the same impression as when the Ancestor looked at her that day in the palace hall.

Her heart palpitated. She didn’t seem to recall offending him. She let go of the curtain and sat meditating in the constantly shaking palanquin.

“Master, I saw Han Shanyue that man who called you bearer of misfortune!” The little qilin’s voice echoed within Ning Xuemo’s mind.

“You don’t need to pay attention to him.” Ning Xuemo instructed the little qilin. Han Shanyue and her were people from two different worlds. If she can’t provoke him, then she won’t provoke him.

The palanquin finally reached the mansion’s entrance. When Old Zhong, who was waiting in front, saw Ning Xuemo coming out of the palanquin, he hurriedly welcomed her, “Mistress!” He was worried in his heart for the whole day, but his young mistress finally came back.

Ning Xuemo nodded, but her sight landed on a person behind Old Zhong.

It was a teenager around 14-15 years old with a baby face. His figure was as straight as a green bamboo with a solemn and cold temperament, and on his waist, a broken sword hung.

‘This person…’

She met this person on Heavenly Book Mountain.