153: Chapter 153 Inner Disciple of the Falling Cloud Sect

[ Although Wang Jie cannot catch you, he still tirelessly seeks you out to practice cheesy pickup lines. ]

[ You chatted for a few more moments, then you tidied up the counter and began your day's work. ]

[ After greeting two regular customers, the entrance to the shop suddenly became lively. ]

[ " Young Master Meng is back! " ]

[ " Really? Young Master Meng from the Luoyun Sect? " ]

[ " It's true, he just came from the market entrance, what a grand entrance he made! " ]

[ You didn't stop what you were doing, but your ears perked up. ]

[ Ah Yun, the young shop assistant at the neighboring counter, leaned over and lowered her voice to gossip: " Sister Lin, do you know Young Master Meng? " ]

[ " I don't. " You answered truthfully. ]

[ Ah Yun's eyes lit up, and she became spirited: " You don't even know this? Young Master Meng is named Meng Si, and he is the only son of that First-Grade High Grade Talisman Maker from our Xuanmo Workshop! He was scouted by the Luoyun Sect years ago and taken in as a Disciple. He is already an Inner Sect Disciple now, with Late Stage Qi Cultivation, and I heard he is going to be promoted to a True Disciple! " ]

[ Her tone was full of envy: " A typical heaven-favored son, with a Sect behind him, family businesses, and high cultivation. Don't you find it infuriating? " ]

[ You nodded thoughtfully, indicating that you understood. ]

[ A Luoyun Sect Inner Sect Disciple and the son of a First-Grade High Grade Talisman Maker—with this status in a small place like Qingyue Market, he could indeed walk sideways. ]

[ Before long, a group of people crowded around a figure and walked into the Xuanmo Workshop. ]

[ You looked up, sizing up this so-called " Young Master Meng ". ]

[ He was a young male cultivator who looked to be twenty-five or twenty-six, wearing a plain white Luoyun Sect Disciple robe, with a high-quality dharma sword hanging at his waist. He was sturdy, with broad shoulders and a strong jawline. As for his appearance... it could only be described as decent; it had little to do with being handsome, but it excelled in the unique bearing of a Sect Disciple. ]

[ His gaze swept across the main hall and paused on you for about half a breath. ]

[ Then, he withdrew it. ]

[ He didn't look more, nor did he linger. ]

[ You raised an eyebrow slightly, then withdrew your gaze and continued to lower your head to organize the shelves. ]

[ The day passed uneventfully. ]

[ By evening, the customers in the shop had all left. You finished checking today's accounts and were just preparing to pack up to go home. ]

[ At this moment, Xiao Cui ran over in a hurry, tugging at your sleeve and saying: " Sister Lin, don't leave yet, Shopkeeper Qian is calling for you in the inner hall; he says he has something to discuss with you. " ]

[ You were slightly stunned, your movements of tying your veil paused, but you still nodded: " Alright, I understand. " ]

[ A trace of doubt crossed your mind, but you didn't think much of it; Shopkeeper Qian occasionally sought out shop assistants to discuss things like shift adjustments, which was not unusual. ]

[ You crossed the main hall, lifted the heavy curtain of the inner hall, and walked into the side room that Shopkeeper Qian usually used for accounting. ]

[ You stepped inside. ]

[ The side room was not large, with a rosewood tea table, two chairs, and a bronze incense burner in the corner, from which a wisp of white smoke was curling up. ]

[ But the person sitting behind the tea table was not Shopkeeper Qian. ]

[ It was Meng Si. ]

[ He had one leg crossed over the other, holding a teacup in his right hand, leisurely blowing the froth off the tea. Hearing the door open, he raised his eyes, his gaze landing on you. ]

[ Your footsteps paused slightly, and alarm bells rang in your heart. ]

[ You didn't walk inside, but instead retreated half a step, standing at the threshold: " Sorry, I went to the wrong place. " ]

[ " You didn't. " ]

[ Meng Si put down the teacup, lifted his chin at you, and said in a casual tone: " I asked Shopkeeper Qian to call you here. Sit. " ]

[ You did not sit. ]

[ You stood at the doorway, your back slightly straightened, your expression calm, and your tone indifferent: " I don't know what business Young Master Meng has with me? " ]

[ Meng Si sized you up for a moment, his gaze sliding from your eyes to your jaw, then from your jaw to your collarbone, and then continuing downwards. He didn't hide his gaze, as if he were appraising the quality of a piece of merchandise. ]

[ He nodded with satisfaction, then asked. ]

[ " I am looking for you because I want to discuss a matter... that is good for both you and me. " ]

[ You didn't respond, just looked at him quietly. ]

[ Meng Si seemed accustomed to others fawning over him. Seeing that you didn't speak, his eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly, but they quickly relaxed, and a smile curled at the corners of his mouth. ]

[ " Lin Shuangwan, right. " Meng Si nodded, tapping his right hand lightly on the chair armrest, " I'll be direct: are you willing to come back to the Luoyun Sect with me? " ]

[ You frowned slightly: " What does Young Master Meng mean by that? " ]

[ Meng Si stood up, hands behind his back, and took two steps towards you. He was more than half a head taller than you, looking down at you from a superior position. ]

[ " Be my concubine. " ]

[ He continued. ]

[ " I, Meng Si, am a Luoyun Sect Inner Sect Disciple and will definitely enter the True Disciple sequence within three years. My father is a First-Grade High Grade Talisman Maker. If you follow me, I will provide you with a monthly allowance of thirty Spirit Stones, plus internal Medicinal Pill supplies from the Luoyun Sect, and I can also provide you with Cultivation Technique. " ]

[ He paused, tilted his head slightly to see your reaction, and added: " In Qingyue Market, no one else can offer these conditions. " ]

[ The air was silent for two breaths. ]

[ The corners of your lips under the veil moved almost imperceptibly. ]

[ Concubine? F*** you! ]

[ You cursed inwardly. ]

[ Then you lifted your head slightly, your voice very flat: " Thank you for your favor, Young Master Meng, but please forgive this young woman for being unable to accept it. I work in the market only to earn Spirit Stones to Cultivate, and I have no intention of clinging to others. " ]

[ Meng Si's expression did not change. ]

[ " No rush. " He leaned back loosely against the chair back, crossing his legs, " You can consider it for a few days, but... " ]

[ His tone suddenly dropped a degree: " I don't like being rejected a second time. " ]

[ You were silent for a moment. ]

[ Then you reached your right hand deep into your lapel and took out a token. ]

[ The token was emerald green all over, with a crescent moon pattern engraved on it, with faint spiritual light flowing over it. ]

[ You held the token in your palm and extended it to where Meng Si could see: " Young Master Meng, to tell you the truth, I have some friendship with Senior Sister Su Mianyue of the Luoyun Sect. This item is a communication token she gifted me. As for this matter, please look for someone else. " ]

[ Seeing the token engraved with a thin moon and the character " Su ", Meng Si was obviously stunned for a moment. ]

[ He stared fixedly at the token, a flash of shock and suspicion flickering in his eyes, then he began to calculate inwardly: How could this woman have the personal token of that b**** Su Mianyue? Could she be some relative of Su Mianyue from the mortal world? ]

[ But after just a moment, the shock and suspicion in Meng Si's eyes dissipated, replaced by a much stronger excitement and a morbid distortion. ]