The Goddess is Sweet and Aloof

Qiao Xiaren slowly stepped forward, scoffing, "Well, want another round?"

Ji Qin and several other girls lowered their heads, considering Xiaren a formidable figure. Who would dare to upset her now?

"Go prepare some hot water and make the bed. I'll be sleeping here tonight," Qiao Xiaren ordered and reclined comfortably.

Zhang Lerong and the others didn't like it, but they were afraid of Qiao Xiaren's tactics. They hurriedly picked up the kettle from the ground to fetch water from outside. Xiaren closed her eyes and continued her siesta, hoping to regain her lost strength for the day.

After what seemed like a while, Xiaren was awakened by someone. She opened her eyes abruptly to see Zhang Lerong with a fearful expression. "The...the hot water is ready, you can go take a bath..."

Qiao Xiaren sat up, stretched her wrists, and seeing other girls trembling with fear, she said casually, "Don't be too scared. As long as you don't provoke me, I promise not to hit you. But if you dare to confront me, well..."

Xiaren displayed her fist in mid-air, and Zhang Lerong immediately replied, "We dare not, we dare not! From now on, we'll obey you. You are our boss!"

The other girls chimed in, their faces showing a mix of reverence and fear.

Xiaren got off the bed and went outside with the hot water. There was a dedicated place for all the girls to take a shower outside. Xiaren didn't have a change of clothes, so she took a set of women's uniform.

After a bath, the sticky feeling finally disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented freshness. When Xiaren came back to the tent, the girls were already asleep, with a faint lamp light pouring in.

Unable to fall asleep, Xiaren sat in the tent for a little while, then decided to go outside for some fresh air. The air on top of the mountain was very fresh and clean, and the mountain breeze was slightly chilly.

Aware of the wild boars roaming in the mountain that might harm people, Xiaren, with her current physical strength, wasn't afraid. She walked upwards where the rustle of tree leaves swayed in the air.

After walking for some time in the moonlight that elongated her shadow, she abruptly stopped. Sitting ahead of her was a man's back facing her. Though sitting, the man radiated an unattainable and fierce aura.

Xiaren couldn't see the man's face, but his back showed an infinite darkness, mirroring the cold and indifferent abyss of the deep night.

There was a brutally detached yet sharp aura about him that didn't sit right with Qiao Xiaren. A few seconds later, she turned and began to run. But, she had only taken three steps before she felt a blade-like cold wind slicing past her back.

A sudden cold sweat broke out on Qiao Xiaren's back. Moments ago, the man had his back to her without even turning his head. But now, he was right behind her.

The cool mountain breeze whistled through the rustling tree leaves.

Qiao Xiaren put her head down and ran like the wind without daring to look back. Not understanding what she was running from, she could only feel an extreme sense of danger from the man behind her.

"Xiaotian, Xiaotian..."

Qiao Xiaren tried to communicate with the system, but strangely, the usually responsive System Lord was silent.

Minutes hadn't passed when the man had already overtaken her, blocking her path. His overwhelming masculine scent hit her hard. Xiaren stopped in time, just barely avoiding running into him.

Qiao Xiaren was a seventeen-year-old girl after all. Exhausted, she started panting slightly. The faint moonlight fell upon the man's face, revealing it clearly.