Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

Chapter 902: Encountering ‘Acquaintances’

‘What?! Why are they here?’ Ling Chuxi’s eyes widened. She didn’t expect to see these people here.

“What’s the matter?” Seeing Ling Chuxi’s expression, Ling Yichen started to turn around.

“Nothing. Wrong person.” Ling Chuxi didn’t want to cause any trouble and lowered her head.

It was Gongxi Kuangdao and his underlings! They had said that they wanted to bathe each sect in blood, so was that why they were here? Ling Chuxi was completely dumbfounded.

Were these people really Gongxi Kuangdao and his gang? How did they get here from the other dimension? Back then, they had passed through the seal beneath the White Jade Crystal Heart in the mine vein of the Golden Pill Sect, but this time, they certainly had not come from the Golden Pill Sect. That meant that there were seals in other places, but how did they resolve those seals to come over?

Huangfu Qingjue had told her the secret of Gongxi Kuangdao’s martial arts, so she wasn’t too worried this time. It would be better if he didn’t go to pick fights with those sects, or else he would end up dead.

Although Ling Chuxi thought this, she was still curious about their appearance in Da He City. This city belonged to the Flowing Clouds sect; was their appearance just a coincidence or were they here on purpose?

Ling Chuxi was particularly concerned about the issues of the Flowing Clouds Sect because of Ling Wushang. Hence, it was normal for her to be concerned about Gongxi Kuangdao’s presence here.

Gongxi Kuangdao and others glanced around casually after they entered, but they didn’t notice Ling Chuxi and others. They found a table and ordered good food and wine.

“By the way, Elder Su, do you have any extra gifts prepared?” Duan Feiyu wiped his mouth and asked Su Yizhi.

“Yes, Yanhua and Wuhen went to Wu Cang City and brought a lot of good things back. I was afraid we might have missed out some people, so I prepared some other gifts just in case,” Su Yizhi replied.

“That’s good. We’ll need to prepare two extra gifts for the Flowing Clouds Sect,” Duan Feiyu admitted.

“Oh?” Su Yizhi looked at Duan Feiyu in question.

“When we were buying things just now, I heard that tomorrow will be the 80th birthday of Senior Yue Qingjie of the Flowing Clouds Sect, and also the celebration for the birth of his son. It’s a double happiness and we’re just in time, so we ought to prepare a gift out of courtesy.”

“Eightieth birthday and birth of his son?!” Lan Xinyu was shocked, and found the idea hilarious. She was drinking soup, and quickly turned her head aside as she laughed, spraying soup from her mouth. If she spat on the food, Ling Chuxi would probably kill her.

The food was fine, but Baili Han who was seated beside Lan Xinyu was not so lucky. His face was covered in vegetable soup, and a few bits of egg were stuck to his face. Baili Han silently took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe his face, then continued eating his food silently while Lan Xinyu gave an embarrassed laugh.