I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

Xian Qianling closed the zipper she had seemingly used the strength of nine oxen and two tigers to lower by just a few centimeters.

She glared at you, "I really don’t know what Zhao’er and Little Yun see in you."

"As the ancients said, ’Food and sex are human nature!’"

Xian Qianling rolled her eyes flirtatiously, "Don’t think you can fool me just because I haven’t read much! The ’sex’ that he was referring to is ’color’—the various colors of the world!"

"It’s all the same to me. In my view, the scenery just now included quite a lot, colorful, misty, and mystically beautiful, without equal."

"Glib tongue." Even though she said that, Xian Qianling was somewhat pleased inside. After all, she was being complimented by the person she liked.

She looked at you again, smiling, "Tell me, have you figured it out already?"

You shrugged and pressed the car’s engine start button, then turned to Xian Qianling and said, "I have, but that doesn’t mean I’ll get fully involved. I’m just doing some investigations for now. Besides, this matter falls within the Chu Sect’s jurisdiction, and I don’t need to overstep my bounds and meddle in this business."

"Hmm, I agree with that. Before we know the strength of our opponent, our first priority should be to scout out the facts."

As you spoke, you suddenly opened the door and pressed the switch for the back cargo bed, lowering one side of it; then you walked towards Xian Qianling’s parked Harley motorcycle next to you.