After what happened before, even Hua Dongxu and Han Ze, along with the two guards, had somewhat changed their attitude towards Lin Tian.

At the moment, the Jin Guard had to conduct some routine checks, so Lin Tian had to wait in a conference room.

Soon, someone entered from outside. Without needing a x-ray vision, Lin Tian could tell just by the slight sound of footsteps that it was someone with excellent skills.

The wide conference room door was pushed open, and a woman stepped inside. Her shoulder-length short hair looked clean and neat. Though she was not as attractive as Liou Qingcheng and Bai Shishi, she was pleasing to the eye, especially her eyebrows, exuding a heroic charm not yielding to men.

Her walk was also commanding, entirely unlike a woman.

Sitting there feeling bored, Lin Tian took a few more glances—no, his gaze never left her.

The guards standing by the door, one with small eyes and one with a long face, straightened up respectfully and saluted when they saw the woman.

"Hey, who is this woman? Such authority?" Lin Tian nudged Hua Dongxu with his elbow, who was sitting beside him.

Hua Dongxu glanced at the woman again and whispered, "I haven’t seen her before; she should be with the Jin Guard."

The woman walked straight to face Lin Tian, sitting down with an eye-to-eye, nose-to-nose confrontation.

Her face was devoid of expression, and her golden short hair looked even colder than Mei Ruyan by three degrees.

"Hello." Hua Dongxu smiled at the woman, greeting her politely.

Compared to the gentlemanly Hua Dongxu, Lin Tian seemed more like an inexperienced ruffian, only staring without doing anything else.

The woman remained unmoved in response to Hua Dongxu’s greeting.

Lin Tian nudged Hua Dongxu with his elbow again, whispering, "Why not greet her in local dialect."

Hua Dongxu nodded and greeted her in the local dialect as Lin Tian suggested, but she remained expressionless, not responding.

"Boring," Lin Tian whispered, then forced a smile, saying with a cheeky attitude, "Hey... Miss, are you also a doctor? How about we have a little exchange?"

"Hey, don’t you feel bored not talking? Let me gossip a bit, do you have a boyfriend?"

Hua Dongxu slightly moved away from Lin Tian. Anyone could see this woman was not to be trifled with, and Lin Tian was teasing her—it was like courting death.

"Judging from your expression, probably not. Why not find a boyfriend from the Celestial Dragon Continent? Look at me, handsome with a good figure..."

Before Lin Tian could finish his narcissistic words, the short-haired woman reacted, her fists slightly clenched as she looked unkindly at Lin Tian and said in somewhat broken Celestial Dragon Continent dialect, "Shut up!"

Not only did Lin Tian not shut up, but he also became happier, his grin almost reaching his ears. He chuckled, "No wonder you don’t want to speak; turns out you’re a bit off in speaking the Celestial Dragon Continent dialect. It’s alright, it’s not embarrassing, how about I teach you a few phrases?"

Hua Dongxu already wanted to move his chair; he didn’t want this ’mal-intending’ woman’s anger to turn on him later.

Lin Tian squinted his eyes and grinned, "Come on, let me teach you a simple one: I like you."

Panting~

These were the sounds of the short-haired woman’s breathing, clearly quite furious.

Lin Tian looked at her chest as it moved up and down, smacking his lips with a smile, "You’ve got a nice figure, just a bit lacking up front."

Lin Tian covered his mouth with his hand, whispering, "I’ve got a secret formula here, even at your age you could try it. How about..."

Finally, the short-haired woman, unable to bear it any longer, spoke—still using her broken Celestial Dragon Continent dialect, "Are all Celestial Dragon Continent people as rude as you?"

"Hey, your Celestial Dragon Continent dialect really is..." Lin Tian sighed lightly, "Politeness is relative, were you polite to me?"

Lin Tian was not someone who didn’t know manners; on the contrary, sometimes he was pretty gentlemanly (or so he thought).

But the Xiaocheng woman, upon first meeting, had a sullen face, looking at Lin Tian with hostility, as if he owed her a fortune.

Facing someone like this, Lin Tian could hardly behave gentlemanly. Anyway, he was idle at the moment, failing to flirt with a beauty seemed a waste, besides... she was no match for him.

The small-eyed and long-faced guards at the door witnessed this scene, simultaneously stunned, jaws slightly agape.

This Celestial Dragon Continent person was truly fearless. Riling the boss would have unthinkable consequences!

Under normal circumstances, they would have stepped in long ago—if nothing else, at least give the cocky kid a good beating.

Unfortunately, he held the hope for the guard’s recovery, so the boss could only suppress the anger in her reasonably developed chest. What could they do?

Watching one’s nose, observing one’s mind was the correct approach.

Lin Tian mimicked the short-haired woman’s tone, imitating her exaggerated tone and said, "Do all Xiaocheng people lack manners like you?"

This remark enraged the short-haired woman further, her expression of utmost anger seemingly vowing to kill Lin Tian on the spot.

If this were in Xiaocheng, she would do so.

Hua Dongxu had moved three seats aside during their banter, feeling sure he wouldn’t fall victim before sitting properly and watching the play.

"Hey, don’t get angry, anger is the source of all ailments. You don’t want to get wrinkles and look like an old la..."

Before the word ’dy’ could come out, the short-haired woman decided to take action.

She didn’t pull out a knife but rather flicked her finger strongly at the teacup in front of her.

Ping~

The water in the cup was flicked, producing an exceptionally crisp sound. The teacup, like a grenade, shot towards Lin Tian.

Lin Tian opened his mouth in surprise, then gently swept forward with his left hand.

Spring caress willow.

The teacup wobbled and halted, its half-cup of tea and leaves remained as calm as a still well, not spilling a drop.

"An external master!" Lin Tian looked in astonishment at the woman in front of him, not burly nor thin, struggling to align her with the image of an external master.

The so-called ’internally cultivated breath’ refers to internal mastery, while ’externally trained muscles and bones’ to external mastery.

Though Xiaocheng does not have as deep a history as the Celestial Dragon Continent, when martial arts flourished centuries ago, Xiaocheng did send envoys. Picking up some cultivation methods was no strange thing, yet its continuation till now surprised Lin Tian.

How grand was the martial world of the Celestial Dragon Continent then? How many ancient martial families are there now?

Xiaocheng, with just a modest foundation, has managed to preserve the ’national essence’ of the Celestial Dragon Continent to this day, indeed a great marvel.