Night Without End

Chapter 1590: Chapter 638: Meng Zhiyu

The scene was dead silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Even the members of the Six Great Saints fell completely quiet, all suspecting they’d misheard.

Hu Zi?

Who was he calling that?

Everyone was dumbfounded, their expressions freezing over.

They all felt it was unbelievable, their gazes converging on Qin Ming.

Has this sixth brother gone crazy? Does he know what he’s saying?

Even if he’d shouted "Sister Hu," it would still be understandable. After all, with the word "Sister" in there, maybe he’d just slipped up from nerves and addressed her wrong.

But Hu Zi—what the hell is that supposed to be? How did he dare let those two words leave his mouth?

Buildings of varying heights were bathed in the evening glow, staggered with a pleasing order, all dyed with a faint golden hue, wrapped in a warm halo of light.

Meng Zhiyu used Shrinking Ground into Inches, each step blooming and vanishing, and in an instant came from afar to right before them.

She wore the sunset on her shoulders; the edges of her tall, slender figure were traced with gold. Her whole person seemed to glow—though she stood amid mortal dust, she looked as though she might transcend it at any moment.

The shadow behind her was stretched long, silently proving she was still of this world.

"Of course, Sixth Brother already knew Big Sister would come for him, so he struck first—he’s already begun!"

"Wrong, he struck first with his mouth."

Zhou Tian and Niu Wuwei exchanged words in secret.

Taiyi and Mu Shiniang also came back to their senses. If Zhou Tian hadn’t given them a heads-up in advance, they really wouldn’t have known what Zheng Guang intended to do.

They were amazed—Old Six truly had guts. Was this him openly picking a fight?

If their first meeting had a harmonious atmosphere, Qin Ming wouldn’t have acted like this.

Since he knew Meng Zhiyu wanted to fix him up, and it was already unavoidable, what was there to be polite about?

He was doing this naturally as a probe, trying to confirm whether she was the White Tiger Female Grandmaster.

Meng Zhiyu possessed a special ability that could discern whether someone was an old acquaintance.

But in reverse, Qin Ming found it hard to identify her roots.

He didn’t like being passive, so he "slipped up" right from the start, while his Spirit was already crystal clear, carefully observing the woman in front of him.

He refused to play by the usual rules, hoping to trigger a fluctuation in her heart.

Qin Ming earnestly sought resonance, wanting to dig out the truth.

Of course, even if he failed, it wasn’t like he had no way to recover.

In the distance, another figure stood in the "sunset" Dusk, approaching this place.

"Huh, what’s going on?" Qin Ming’s heart jolted. Aside from that initial ripple, he actually couldn’t catch any of Meng Zhiyu’s emotions.

Was it that her Tao Heart was too firm, or that her reaction speed was too fast?

Within Yao Guang City, the Dusk Fire Spring had conjured was incredibly realistic.

Right now, the entire city was crimson, mottled with light and shadow.

Meng Zhiyu stood under the evening glow, her figure long and lithe. Her purple hair was smooth as silk. On her stunning, world-toppling face, her brows were like distant mountains washed with ink; when her gaze shifted, it was as if hidden galaxies turned in secret.

"So this is Fifth Brother, the future Taoist Venerable?" Her eyes swept over the few of them, first greeting Niu Wuwei.

Zhou Tian introduced, "Yes, Big Sister, this is Fifth Brother."

Even when facing Meng Zhiyu, ranked First among their six-man group, Niu Wuwei still wore a serious, stiff expression as he stepped forward to meet her.

Zhou Tian chuckled. "This is Sixth Brother, Zheng Guang, also known as Master Zhi Shan."

Only then did Meng Zhiyu let her gaze fall on Qin Ming and say, "Sixth Brother, what were you shouting just now?"

In an instant, the place fell silent again.

All eyes snapped toward Zheng Guang in unison.

First meeting and he dared offend her like this—he really was born with a rebellious bone.

Qin Ming’s heart tightened. He hadn’t resonated with any useful information. The woman before him had a will firm as Immortal Iron and emotions that were rock steady, leaving almost no openings.

"Big Sister, please forgive me." Qin Ming stepped forward, his expression natural and sincere.

He glanced toward that gradually approaching figure in the distance and said, "Seeing a similar face made my Spirit drift. I mistook it for a partner from my youth suddenly appearing alive before me again."

Qin Ming sighed softly. "Alas, time can’t be reversed. How could someone who’s gone truly appear again? I’m sorry, I lost my composure."

He can spin it like that? Zhou Tian looked at him without speaking, thinking to himself: Sixth Brother, you really can talk nonsense.

Niu Wuwei silently griped: Old Six, did you chicken out? I was still counting on you to stand in front and weigh this Dream Insect!

Mu Shiniang, in his scholarly white robes, wore a gentle smile as he said, "Sixth Brother, what’s the situation? I thought you were calling Big Sister ’Hu Zi.’"

Clearly, this third brother was happy to watch the show and wasn’t afraid of things blowing up. He hoped Qin Ming would stay tough to the end and immediately "exchange views" with Meng Zhiyu.

Qian Cheng felt a bit disappointed; he had naturally wanted to see Old Six test Meng Zhiyu.

Both he and Mu Shiniang had already been briefed by Zhou Tian, and they both knew Old Six was wild.

At this moment, Qin Ming caught some faint emotional ripples from them.

He couldn’t help being stunned. Just how badly did these people want him to Battle Meng Zhiyu?

In a flash, Qin Ming felt that "the people’s hearts could be used"—his sworn brothers all had a rebellious streak.

However, right now he showed a wistful look and softly explained, "Hu Zi was a partner from my youth."

Even Niu Wuwei’s expressionless face twitched slightly; he really wanted to say: Old Six, that’s enough.

Another figure approached in the evening glow, her expression less than pleasant.

She was a woman who looked to be in her twenties, with a pair of furry ears and bright, piercing eyes. Her hair was very short, neat and tidy.

Her ear-length short hair would have seemed alternative anywhere else, but in Yao Guang City, where ancient civilization was in Resurgence, it was perfectly normal.

The short-haired woman looked very capable, but her expression was far from friendly. Damn it, this dog of a man had actually slapped that damned title "Hu Zi" on her.

It was precisely because Qin Ming saw her pair of furry ears that he felt he could barely "patch things up."

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