Chapter 170 The Sleeping Dragon and the Young Phoenix of Linjiang Prefecture_1

Jiang Qiulan was sitting quietly at the table, yet her entire being radiated the sharpness that finally revealed what the most lethal sword in Qingzhou was like.

Shen Yi, noncommittally, withdrew his gaze and reached for the small jar of wine, breaking the clay seal.

He sipped lightly at the medicinal liquor.

Tricking his buddies was no problem—it wouldn't cost him an ounce of flesh…

If one really had such overwhelming confidence, how could they possibly have changed into this long dress?

This was the price to pay for being burdened with too many expectations. When everyone in Qingzhou saw her as hope, she was essentially placed on a high pyre, where every admiring glance added a log to the fire.

Shen Yi didn't offer words of comfort, as their relationship was merely that of colleagues. The other had helped him a lot, and he would naturally not refuse to help with other matters, but their acquaintance hadn't reached the level of sharing secrets.