Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

"Why do I feel like an old pervert? She’s eighteen or nineteen, but she’s the size of a figurine," Yuchi’s old face slowly turned red.

But it’s not a big deal.

How could anyone resist Yin Shuang’s smooth silver hair, reminiscent of high-quality wool in a past life or something similar, incredibly soft to the touch, anyone would like it.

"So, the one at fault is not me."

"It’s Yin Shuang."

Yin Shuang: "???"

It’s now mid-February, and in a few days, the Immortal Robe Pavilion will start receiving guests again. Meanwhile, he, Mr. Yuchi, still needs to settle things in Jiangnan quickly. For now, he doesn’t need the help of the Courtesan; he just needs to have "friendly" conversations with other sects, and it shouldn’t be a big problem.

Outside the Immortal Robe Pavilion, in Yuchi’s gaze.

Two seemingly ordinary men and women sat inside an inn, eating something. Their expressions were very indifferent, with a hidden viciousness in their eyes. They were eating while looking toward the Immortal Robe Pavilion.

Other guests came in from time to time, but they were indifferent.

The man’s voice was not loud, he spoke softly: "Don’t they know their end is near, can they still go out to celebrate the New Year?"

The woman calmly replied:

"Yes, shouldn’t they know they’ve been targeted by our Cloud Descending Sect? Isn’t it the time to hide inside the Immortal Robe Pavilion and hire some kind of guards for protection? Instead, they went out for the New Year? And came back to the Immortal Robe Pavilion all smiles? Is this a sign they look down on our Cloud Descending Sect?"

The man and woman were both speechless; they had already been in Jiangzhou City for two days, wanting to immediately take out Wei Yuan and his group, only to find that the group went out to celebrate the New Year?!

It was quite frustrating.

They went out for the New Year, and the pair could only wait outside. Waiting one or two hours was fine, but they had already waited several days.

Very lonely.

While other people were bustling and celebrating the New Year, within Jiangzhou City there were also various lantern festivals, this pair was left dejected, very aggrieved.

It was like wanting to kill two people while waiting for them to come out of a bathhouse, ridiculously suffocating.

The man’s face showed dissatisfaction: "Forget it, I guess this has something to do with the man called Yuchi, he’s the one who took them elsewhere for the New Year? But it doesn’t matter, if it weren’t for them not letting us kill Yuchi, he would also be dead by now."

The woman nodded, Yuchi’s image appeared in her mind, she casually said: "Why not just kill Yuchi as well? Since he himself doesn’t have any martial skills, if we kill him for free, our employer might be even happier."

The man frowned: "Are you new here? Why would we kill Yuchi for no reason? We just need to mind our own business. They are merely our clients, we do as much as they pay us, otherwise, if we start giving out free kills like Yuchi’s life today, how will they expect more next time?"

"We need to consider the long-term for Cloud Descending Sect."

"Don’t act on impulse!"

Woman: "..."

Simply speechless, so killing also requires business ethics?

Following rules and guidelines, anyone who knows us knows we are Cloud Descending Sect, those who don’t might think we are regular business people.

Man: "You don’t get it, do you? Love what you do."

Woman: "..."

What kind of proper business are you doing here!?

Heh, women are just women, do they not understand this? The man further frowned and said: "Alright, now be professional and don’t talk much."

"We need to maintain a sense of mystery."

"Keeping a sense of mystery, that’s what assassination organizations like us must do. Otherwise, if we talk too much, isn’t that unprofessional? What if clients are dissatisfied? So, do more, talk less, maintain our mystery, that’s why Cloud Descending Sect is so enigmatic."

Woman: "..."

The man stood up: "Alright, keep watch on them, I ate something bad these past two days, I’m going to take a flight now."

Woman: "..."

She just didn’t say anything, damn it, where’s the elegance and class you promised?

Too many complaints.

As night fell at midnight, the man and woman appeared on a rooftop covered in snow, gazing at the Immortal Robe Pavilion before them.

"Winter is still cold, the flying snow ruthless, this might be the last snow of the year. Standing on the rooftop, the two cold and ruthless assassins from the Cloud Descending Sect gaze without any emotion— for them, their lives have already been clearly arranged."

"But there’s no choice, they know to survive, one must learn to harm others, no other way, it’s just how things are."