23 Chapter 22
'Song Jia...'
"Hehe... I don't expect you to train quietly in this place," Song Jia chuckled, gracefully bending her body to scrutinize the surroundings.
Ji Wuye, catching sight of her, swiftly adjusted his features to a pleasantly surprised expression. However, her sudden presence stirred a subtle sense of concern within him, prompting a guarded stance.
Squinting slightly, he scratched his head and forced a fake smile as he responded awkwardly, "Ah! Sister Song, it's rare to see you wandering around like this."
As his eyes opened, Song Jia stood before him, locking eyes, momentarily leaving him momentarily dumbfounded.
Her frown and narrowed eyebrows vividly displayed dissatisfaction with his responses, scrutinizing him for a brief moment. Abruptly, she leaped forward, her fist poised to swing towards his face.
SWOOSH-!
Yet, the fist halted just a couple of millimeters before reaching his nose. Despite the sudden attack, Ji Wuye's awkward smile and easygoing demeanor morphed into a calculated calmness. His gaze turned steely, shoulders tensed, and palms twitched, ready to block the impending strike.
From Song Jia's perspective, Ji Wuye now emanated a magnificent and dignified aura, hinting at strength beyond his handsome appearance.
"Hmm... that's the look that I like!" Withdrawing her fist, Song Jia smiled and continued exploring the surroundings, focusing on logs and boulders.
'Hah, what's wrong with her,' Ji Wuye inwardly sighed. Having been exposed, he didn't bother masking his expression and instead positioned himself before Song Jia, blocking her way.
"You didn't even answer my question. Why are you here?" Ji Wuye's face now showed annoyance rather than a forced smile or kindness. He regarded her as an unwelcome interruption to his training.
"Brother Ji... is this the real you? I can't believe many Sisters are failing to discover this cool side!" Song Jia deftly deflected his question and moved past him, leaving a perplexed Ji Wuye in her wake.
"Woah, this is so big. Are you really training with this?" Song Jia exclaimed, her eyes wide with amazement, while Ji Wuye, growing weary, settled on the deck just outside the room's entrance.
In that moment, his crimson eyes openly observed Song Jia, who maintained a squatting position.
Despite being only 17 years old, constant training had sculpted the muscles beneath her martial robe, accentuating the curves of her slender figure. Overall, she radiated a captivating beauty.
However, her luminous eyes betrayed a guarded and wary expression towards him, creating a stark contrast with her carefree demeanor and focus on the rock and the surroundings.
The same eyes and the same feeling he had when he first met her...
'Back then, she was so strong that I could only watch her back...' Ji Wuye murmured inwardly before redirecting his thoughts.
'But... why is she here?' Reflecting on the past timeline, although he couldn't recall specific details, he remembered hearing that Song Jia was a training enthusiast, often challenging other disciples once her skills became public knowledge.
This courtyard, isolated from the male and female outer disciple areas and training grounds, was abandoned for a reason. It was rare for someone as prominent as her to visit.
As Ji Wuye pondered the reason behind Song Jia's presence, she suddenly shifted her gaze towards him, seemingly satisfied with her observations. "Let's have a spar, Brother Ji," she proposed.
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