Chapter 506: Where Are Your Manners?
"Me?"
A playful smile touched the corners of Jiang Xinghai’s lips. "Are you sure?"
Jin Lin asked, a hint of mischief in her voice, "Don’t tell me you’re not good at holding your breath?"
"Holding my breath is fine," Jiang Xinghai said with a harmless-looking smile.
The Dragon Locking Secret Technique he cultivated not only purified all impurities but was also a supreme Treasure Technique for cleansing the soul.
"Then what are you hesitating for?"
Jin Lin’s hands gently slapped the surface of the water, creating ripples as she surreptitiously watched the changes in Jiang Xinghai’s expression.
"I’m thinking about how to be more... composed."
Jiang Xinghai looked at Jin Lin, this woman who warmed up to people so quickly, and explained solemnly.
"You’re being so profound. I don’t understand," Jin Lin said, looking a little confused.
But she had seen it for herself, after all.
The mere thought of that astonishing outline was enough to make her excited.
"Haha, you don’t need to understand. You just need to experience it," Jiang Xinghai said, eyeing her as a monarch would his favorite concubine.
"Then I await Young Master Jiang’s instruction," Jin Lin replied, her face breaking into a delighted smile.
"It’s just a shame that I tend to be a bit rough and don’t know how to be gentle with a fair lady..." Jiang Xinghai said in a deep voice.
Jin Lin lowered her head, then looked up at Jiang Xinghai. "I’ve spent years living on a knife’s edge, tasting blood. I’ve seen too much life and death and been through all sorts of hardships. I’m very adaptable."
"In that case, shall we embrace a new life on this bright, sunny afternoon?" Jiang Xinghai asked with a slight smile.
The setting, a clear mountain stream, was rather nice.
However, the sun was quite scorching in this part of the south during this season.
To avoid getting sunburned, Jiang Xinghai and Jin Lin decided to delve deep beneath the water’s surface to explore its unknown secrets.
About forty minutes later, the two returned to the shore.
Without much conversation, they both used their considerable cultivation to dry their clothes with True Qi, then got dressed.
"Young Master Jiang, does my boss know how incredible you are?"
Jin Lin clung tightly to Jiang Xinghai’s arm like a lover as they walked toward the wooden cabin in the distance.
"Third Senior Sister doesn’t know yet, but she should have anticipated it," Jiang Xinghai said with a grin.
Years ago, the four of them—he and his senior sisters—had already come of age at Kunlun’s Jasper Pool.
Though they had never tasted the forbidden fruit, they were all intimately aware of each other’s figures.
"The boss sure is pitiful. I can’t believe I got to devour you before she did."
Jin Lin playfully punched Jiang Xinghai’s arm. "The boss works hard, too. When you get back, you have to treat her well. You need to spread the love, you know?"
"Of course. I don’t need you to remind me of something so simple."
The faces and voices of his three senior sisters lingered in Jiang Xinghai’s mind. Now that Jin Lin brought it up, he found he really did miss them terribly.
"So, uh, is it convenient to disclose how many women you’ve been with?" Jin Lin asked, determined to get to the bottom of things.
Jiang Xinghai pouted. "We just met and you’re already asking questions like that. Is that polite?"
"Just met? We just had a ’deep exchange,’ and you’re asking me if *I’m* polite?" Jin Lin retorted, grinding her teeth.
Jiang Xinghai feigned injury. "Heaven and earth be my witness, you were the one who insisted! I was just the passive party, okay?"
"You... you’re a real hit-it-and-quit-it kind of guy!" Jin Lin said, her face a mask of mock grievance.
"Hahaha, alright, alright. I’m just kidding," Jiang Xinghai said teasingly as he lit a cigarette.
"Hee hee, of course I knew you were kidding. I had to play along, right? Otherwise, how awkward would that have been for you?" Jin Lin laughed too.
"Let’s talk business," Jiang Xinghai’s expression turned serious. "How long have you been here? Do you have a rescue plan for the hostages? Tell me about it."
"Those scammers... let’s put it this way: their activities are clearly illegal, but the local authorities treat them as a gray area, turning a blind eye." A vicious glint flashed in Jin Lin’s eyes.
"I’d heard about that back home."
Jiang Xinghai had some idea of the situation. "So, what’s your plan?"
"Let’s head back to the guesthouse first and discuss the rescue plan. We’ll make our move in three days, how does that sound?" Jin Lin asked with a beaming smile.
"Why three days?" Jiang Xinghai asked, confused.
"According to the weather forecast, a typhoon codenamed ’Warlord’ is set to make landfall in this area in three days. We can use the weather for cover to reduce unnecessary casualties—I’m referring to the innocent people who were kidnapped," Jin Lin said, her tone becoming serious.
"That’s not a bad idea, but—"
Jiang Xinghai glanced at the sky. "Are you sure the typhoon will hit here in three days? You know how unpredictable the weather is. There are too many variables. We can’t rely on just one plan."
"Of course, there’s a Plan B."
Jin Lin gave a mysterious smile. They had already reached the wooden guesthouse. A seductive light flickered in her eyes as she said, "Let’s go inside and rest first. We can have a... *deeper*... discussion tonight to finalize the details of Plan B, okay?"