The sound of the qin suddenly stopped, Qin An paused and focused.
Inside the flower boat, there was a hubbub of voices. The people of Huaiyuan County and foreign guests were gradually escorted into the private rooms surrounded by the chatter of women.
Occasional coquettish laughter came from the compartments, its meaning unmistakable.
Qin An lightly tapped the scabbard of the Cold Star Saber at his waist with his knuckles, turning to appraise the woman approaching gracefully, a barely perceptible smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Since it is a pleasant evening, why not step inside for a talk?"
There was a faint trace of Evil Qi emanating from the woman, yet Qin An could feel that the woman before him was not a demonic Pseudo-God, but a living person.
If a person has Evil Qi on the surface, they must have had contact with demonic Pseudo-Gods.
Since that is the case, let's go along with the flow and see if any clues can be found.
