Chapter 1471

“What do you want to say?”

There was only a distance of a few dozen centimeters between Bei Fengjin and Wu Ming.

His pair of ink-black eyes stared unblinkingly at Wu Ming, a chilling aura spreading, lowering the temperature of the entire backyard by several degrees.

Wu Ming looked back at him, showing no signs of discomfort under this cold aura.

Of course, there was even less possibility of fear.

Wu Ming watched him, his eyes void of any color, his face calm.

Of course, wearing fake pupils and a mask, even if there were any expression on his face, no one could see it.

However, a person’s aura can be felt.

Even Bei Fengjin sensed the man’s composure and indifference when facing him.

Wu Ming said blandly, “I heard that when Bei Qingyou died back then, the body was never found. This grave, I’m afraid, is merely a tomb of clothes and hat.”

As soon as the words were spoken, Baili Xia was instantly shocked.

She turned her head sharply, looking at the grave on the ground, her heart filled with complex emotions.

Is there no corpse of Bei Qingyou in this tomb?

Baili Xia had never heard of this; where did Wu Ming hear it from?

If this tomb is only a tomb of clothes and hat, then could it be…

that Bei Qingyou never actually died?

She looked anxiously at Wu Ming, waiting for him to continue speaking.

“Although I know some things, much of it is just hearsay. If you have time, we can sit down and talk slowly.”

Wu Ming looked at Bei Fengjin, yet reached out to grab Baili Xia, pulling her over.

“This girl admires Bei Qingyou greatly; perhaps we can really have a good talk.”

As Wu Ming spoke, he kept his eyes on Bei Fengjin without a moment’s glance away.

His composed manner even made Bei Fengjin regard him with newfound respect.

In the past, someone like Bei Fengjin was practically irresistible to ordinary people.

The person before him was certainly extraordinary.

Who exactly is he?

He is certainly not just here to follow Nangong Xu and cure Bei Tianyou’s illness.

Bei Fengjin’s gaze surveyed Wu Ming’s face before noticing that he was wearing a human skin mask.

Perhaps he is deliberately concealing his true identity?

Bei Fengjin glanced at Baili Xia once more, hesitated slightly, then turned and walked toward the wall.

Baili Xia initially thought he didn’t want to continue talking with Wu Ming, but then a calm voice floated over from behind.

“If you have time now, you’re welcome to visit Jin Ye Pavilion.”

Baili Xia was momentarily stunned, not expecting he would suddenly say this.

By the time she processed his words, Bei Fengjin had already climbed over the wall and left.

Baili Xia suddenly felt a surge of excitement, grabbing Wu Ming’s hand, unparalleled in her surprise.

“Wu Ming, did you hear that?

He…

he said we can visit Jin Ye Pavilion as guests.”

“He’s willing to talk to me about Bei Qingyou, he’s willing!”

Wu Ming lifted his hand and gently ruffled her hair.

“Silly girl.”

But at this moment, Baili Xia didn’t care how he called her; she was too happy.

Not only did she learn from Wu Ming that Bei Qingyou might not have died, even though the possibility was extremely slim.

Now, Bei Fengjin was also willing to talk to her about Bei Qingyou’s past.

She pulled Wu Ming’s hand, quickly heading toward the wall.

“Hurry, let’s follow him.”

Wu Ming, however, seemed helpless, flicking her nose gently.

“He merely agreed to let you visit as a guest; he never said he would discuss Bei Qingyou’s matters with you.”

Looking once more in the direction Bei Fengjin had left, it had now returned to an empty tranquility.

His gaze deepened: “Later, don’t speak recklessly.”