Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!-Chapter 77 - This Glance Made Her Break Into a Cold Sweat

77: Chapter 77: This Glance Made Her Break Into a Cold Sweat

77 -77: This Glance Made Her Break Into a Cold Sweat

Ling Xiaoxuan propped her chin, her eyes glowing as she mentioned her uncle: “If it weren’t for my uncle, I fear I wouldn’t be this free now.

I would have been kept at home, taught by renowned tutors on how to be an eligible aristocratic wife; capable, cultured, able to host in the hall, handle worldly affairs tactfully, and cook in the kitchen.”

“…” Qin Ruan raised an eyebrow at this.

She didn’t know whether to sympathize with her senior or feel relieved that she had dodged a bullet.

In this life and previous ones, the two had known each other for less than a year.

Knowing Ling Xiaoxuan’s personality, she was definitely not one to conform to the gentle and elegant style of a distinguished mistress.

She was like a proud peacock, willful and self-indulgent, born to live in pleasure, pampered for an entire lifetime.

Once, she was particularly envious of Ling Xiaoxuan.

Now, Qin Ruan felt a subtle change in her emotions.

It seemed that people were not always as they appeared to the outside world.

While the two were whispering to each other, Qiao Nanyuan and the Heavenly Master, on the other hand, were discussing how to resolve the evil spirit outside.

Dealing with a puppet with centuries of cultivation was a bit of a strain for them.

If everyone worked together wholeheartedly, it’s not impossible to kill it.

But with the many ordinary people in the room who couldn’t defend themselves, they feared casualties could occur if a real fight broke out.

“Master, should we ask Sister Ruan for help?” Qiao Jiu tugged at Qiao Nanyuan’s sleeve and asked quietly.

Qiao Nanyuan’s gaze flickered at Qin Ruan, who was currently laughing and conversing with Miss Ling.

He shook his head gently at his apprentice.

Qin Ruan’s attitude was too cold, her indifferent eyes exuding ice-cold firmness, rejecting everyone.

He could sense that she was a tough nut to crack, her strength might even surpass his.

However, he couldn’t ensure that she would step in.

Being in their line of work, everyone has their own rules, and he didn’t want to provoke Qin Ruan.

He had a feeling, if he offended her, the consequences would not be something he would like to face.

Qiao Nanyuan, who had walked on the fringe of the forbidden areas for many years, relied not only on his own powers but also on his keen intuition.

Qin Ruan gave him a too dangerous vibe.

The Heavenly Masters and the others decided to stay put and wait for developments.

Deep into the night.

The roar of wild beasts echoed up Qi Mountain, the chirping of birds in the dense forest was eerily piercing.

“Creaking, creaking——”

Minor movements came from outside the temple door, like someone stepping on dry wood, the sound was sharply noticeable.

Qin Ruan leaned against Ling Xiaoxuan, her cold eyes scanning everyone in the room.

Most of the Heavenly Masters were solemn, the Ling Family bodyguards were stationed at each corner of the room, their state was lethargic, their eyes dull, clearly unconscious.

Ling Xiaoxuan and other members of the adventure team fell into an uneasy sleep.

Qin Ruan hid the danger lurking in her eyes, cast her cold gaze towards the temple door, her eyes ablaze.

A nearly invisible smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

It’s here.

“Qin Ruan, you haven’t slept yet?”

Ling Xiaoxuan was awakened by Qin Ruan’s slight movement, she rubbed her eyes, her sleepy voice tinged with doubt.

The noise outside the temple suddenly ceased.

The gazes of everyone awake in the room were drawn towards Ling Xiaoxuan and Qin Ruan.

Under the scrutiny of so many people, Ling Xiaoxuan’s sleepiness immediately dissipated.

She clutched Qin Ruan’s clothes, “What’s…” going on?

Before she could finish her sentence, Qin Ruan covered her mouth.

The creaking noise started again, coming from the direction of the decrepit temple door.

Ling Xiaoxuan, with her mouth covered, couldn’t utter a word; she stared at Qin Ruan with a helpless and confused gaze.

The latter lifted her chin at her, signalling towards the direction of the temple door.

A rustling sound came from the direction of the door, Ling Xiaoxuan instinctively looked over.

At that glance, she broke out in a cold sweat.