"Don't get agitated, I know you didn't intend to bully the weak."
Not bullying the weak, which meant that if the woman made a move, she would solidify that reputation.
This high-flown compliment made the woman's brows furrow suddenly.
Li Chonglou continued, "If I'm not mistaken, you don't want others to know your identity, probably out of fear of losing your life, right?"
The woman was instantly surprised. She had never mentioned such a thing to anyone, let alone a stranger she had met for less than an hour!
Was he sent by them to make contact?
The woman's imposing aura suddenly faltered, and she stared at Li Chonglou with confused eyes.
"Who are you!"
Li Chonglou's eyes darted, and he immediately changed his strategy, saying calmly, "Who I am is not important. What's important is that you can't expose yourself yet, and I can help you."
The woman suddenly fell into thought.
Li Chonglou didn't rush her. While he appeared fearless, his mind was also racing.
He had initially noticed the absence of killing intent in the woman's eyes, which was why he wanted to defeat her sincerity with his own.
He hadn't expected it to actually elicit some information.
He guessed she dared not reveal her identity primarily because of the group of people who had blocked their path.
Although he didn't know where they got the police car, as a former semi-official person, Li Chonglou could tell at a glance that the group of men in black were definitely not from the official system.
Moreover, they were just ordinary people.
For this reason, the woman, being a cultivator, seemed somewhat hesitant, and the problem was quite obvious.
After all, even if cultivators generally didn't bully ordinary people, they at least wouldn't be bullied themselves!
Yi Defa was a prime example.
As the weakest cultivator Li Chonglou had ever seen, he hadn't even mastered the use of Qi as proficiently as some inner energy experts, but he still lived a carefree life among ordinary people.
If he encountered someone foolish enough, he would probably kill them outright!
But for the woman before him, if it weren't for the car accident, Li Chonglou wouldn't have known she had another identity.
Even her haste to leave afterward was due to fear of those people catching up.
What cultivator would truly be so low-key? Anyone with a fighting spirit would definitely choose to ambush in the mountains!
While not daring to act in the city due to constant surveillance was understandable, not daring to fight back even in the mountains, Li Chonglou couldn't think of any other possibility besides fear of exposure.
Therefore, this line of questioning wasn't unintentional.
However, this also included two possibilities: either the woman carried a mission, and could not reveal her identity until it was accomplished.
Or she had enemies within her cultivation realm, and only her status as a civilian could ensure her safety.
Or, due to other interests, she was forced to conceal her strength temporarily.
In most cases, Li Chonglou's situation fell into the second category, but the recent probing had made the answer quite clear: the woman before him was highly likely acting in self-preservation!
This way, his room for maneuverability would be even greater.
However, in comparison, what he needed was simply to survive, so he had to devise a method that could stabilize the current situation and allow him to escape as soon as possible.
But before he could think of anything, the woman's attitude suddenly did a 180-degree turn.
Under Li Chonglou's stunned gaze, the woman suddenly removed her mask.
It was an exquisite face, more perfectly beautiful than any Western beauty.
A high nose bridge, thin lips, and eyes that were not very noticeable before suddenly became bright and large. But what surprised Li Chonglou the most was her skin.
It was completely different from the exposed skin before; it was smooth, fair, and tender, like white tofu, giving one a touchable girlish feel just by looking at it!
She was actually disguised!
The woman reached to her waist and pulled out a small white cloth. She wiped the area where she had been disguised, and the woman, who was a moment ago just a ride-hailing driver, instantly transformed into a celebrity-like beauty.
She looked no more than twenty years old.
"I apologize for my offense earlier. I hope you won't hold it against me, sir."
When "sir" was mentioned, Li Chonglou was certain that his current appearance and identity wouldn't attract any romantic interest from women, which meant...
This was a trap!
Li Chonglou instinctively took a step back, staring at the woman vigilantly.
"My name is Fan Qianqian, Qian as in money."
Li Chonglou didn't respond.
"Sir, you are indeed different from those beasts who only think with their lower halves. Few people would remain so calm after seeing my true appearance for the first time."
"Well, your father is also a man."
Fan Qianqian smiled slightly, "It's alright, he died before I could remember him."
Uh, how was he supposed to respond to that?
But what puzzled Li Chonglou the most was her attitude.
"Do I have to die after seeing your true face?"
Fan Qianqian raised her delicate eyebrows and rolled her eyes slightly.
Although it was a very ordinary gesture, it exuded a heart-pounding temptation.
"You jest, sir. I'm not some kidnapper, why would you have to die after seeing my face?"
"You know even this, it's hard not to suspect..."
Li Chonglou couldn't help but take another step back.
"I said I'm not, and I'm not!"
Fan Qianqian's expression suddenly turned stern, and the aura of a first-level cultivator surged from her body, instantly engulfing Li Chonglou like a tide.
Damn it, women change their minds faster than flipping through a book!
Fortunately, Li Chonglou had weathered many storms before. The mere aura of a first-level cultivator had no real impact on him.
However, times were different now, so Li Chonglou put on a display of panic.
"You, what do you want?"
Fan Qianqian said in a deep voice, "You're a good driver, aren't you? I want you to take me somewhere!"
"No! I have a mission to..."
"Refuse, and I'll kill you now!"
"Fine, no problem!"
Fan Qianqian stared for a long moment.
"Men, indeed, are all cheap."
Though she cursed him verbally, she finally withdrew her imposing aura.
Li Chonglou immediately slumped to the ground, as if relieved, feigning a look of lingering fear.
Fan Qianqian said with some disdain, "You seemed quite spirited just now, how can you be like this with even one-third of my aura?"
Li Chonglou really wanted to retort, "One-level cultivator strength, and you call this one-third? Who would believe that?"
But he was under someone else's roof, so he had to comply. Li Chonglou could only change the subject and ask, "Where do you want me to take you?"
"Back to Shangjing."
"But the car is destroyed now..."
"That was borrowed. We can just steal another one."
Fan Qianqian said the word "steal" without any hesitation.
Li Chonglou had just gotten up when she suddenly leaned in.
It was completely different from the scenes seen in television dramas. The only thing that entered Li Chonglou's nostrils was a strong smell of alcohol. This woman was indeed drunk! Strangely, even now, there was no sign of intoxication in her demeanor.