Chapter 61 Immortal Slaying Sword
Nezha certainly isn’t of an age to be interested in women yet, and the woman before him is obviously not an ordinary woman.
However, she now appears exceedingly plain, except for the clean clothes she is wearing and her neatly washed brows and eyes; beyond that, she is barely better off than a beggar on the street.
Nezha took notice of her and spared a bit of his attention for her.
But not all of it.
Because in his mind, he is still preoccupied with another matter: how he will kill Feng Xiaonian when he passes by this long street.
As for what kind of trump card Feng Xiaonian holds, and what his strength is, Nezha has thought about it all the way here, and having found no answer, he decided not to think about it anymore.
These past few days here, he has been living comfortably – eating well, drinking well, and sleeping well, waiting at ease for the upcoming challenge.
As for the woman.
The woman was standing next to a square table, which was occupied by a man with triangular eyes, a goat face, a character-shaped moustache, and a face full of shrewdness. Dressed in a manner that’s not local, he looked like the kind of businessman who travels in all directions to do business, commonly seen at Chentang Pass.
The woman was quietly speaking with the man. Nezha pricked his ears and listened for a while; they were talking about how much money, how long, and what kinds of services were available.