Imperial Treasure
Chapter 310 - 223 Don’t Play with Guns Carelessly_2

Chapter 310: Chapter 223 Don’t Play with Guns Carelessly_2

After a pause, Sui Yi said indifferently, "Don’t fiddle with the gun casually."

Pfft! Several nearby people burst out laughing!

Smack!

The guy next door’s middle finger crisply tapped the ENTER key, and the sound abruptly stopped as he looked up, just in time to see the embarrassed face of the person sitting across from the girl who had just put down her book.

Don’t fiddle with the gun casually...

What an interesting response.

But... was she really the kind of person who teases others with a saucy tone?

It didn’t seem like it.

What was the name of the book she just read?

It seemed to be...

--"Strategies of the Warring States".

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For someone asleep, a plane journey was nothing but a nap, but when the three of them landed at Xinjiang’s international airport, it was already noon. Typically, Xinjiang’s weather is characteristic of hot summers and cold winters, but with a sizeable temperature difference between day and night. The place was hot and dry, and the abundant sunlight made the big white sun outside the airport visibly bright, improving their mood by quite a bit.

Of course, the temperature today was not low, rather somewhat hot.

Some passengers had quickly removed their coats and scarves... Sui Yi and her group, who were not dressed heavily, found the weather just right.

However, when collecting their luggage, the trio encountered the elite gentleman.

"Hi, three beautiful ladies?"

Now, it seemed the Miss Panda who had just woken up was the most eye-catchingly sexy, with her long, straight, beautiful legs under that super short skirt... just sensational when she crossed them...

Wow~~

Regarding the change from two to three, Gong Jiu responded directly, "Oh, it’s you. Thanks for chatting with me on the flight earlier, or I really wouldn’t have been able to sleep."

Miss Hua’s reaction wasn’t as innocent and she coyly said, "I like girls, plus birds of a feather flock together and all that..."

Her words struck like lightning, and she unwittingly dragged Gong Jiu down with her...

Later, Gong Jiu delivered a thousand-word critique on the elite man’s splendid expression as he walked away.

The conclusion in one word was--deserved!

Sui Yi just smiled, her gaze accidentally catching the elite man as he walked up to the stern-looking man; they seemed to exchange words, one beaming with a smile, the other cold and taciturn...

"Let’s go, we’ve already arrived in Urumqi, the Public Trading Platform is being held here. Although we don’t have an invitation, haven’t been picked up by the hotel, no worries, we have money!"

Sui Yi suddenly found these two women rather useful.

They blazed the trail with aplomb, and all she needed to do was follow...

Urumqi, located in the central part of Xinjiang, at the Beilu of the Tianshan Mountains, had a population of about 2.6 million (it was 3.3 million in 2011, but let’s just improvise a bit here). This differed from the imagination of many people from the developed coastal cities; in their eyes, Xinjiang was rather remote and backward. In fact, while Urumqi was somewhat less developed than the prosperous Jiangdu Provincial City, it was still very bustling. Because of its geographical location and cultural factors, the culture and economy here were diverse, with many ethnicities coming and going, as could be clearly distinguished by Sui Yi and her companions as they stood on the street, identifying the many ethnic women with distinctive Western Regions features.

Someone once said that it wasn’t commodities or poems and songs that could display the differences in regional cultures and the traces of historical changes, but women.

Jiangnan women are slender and gentle, willowy with sorrowful, watery eyes.

Northeastern women are bold and bright, radiant as the sun, if you are unfeeling, I’ll say goodbye.

This is a comparison between two extreme regional types of women, yet the impression given by the women of Xinjiang to most Han people is that they are agile and have distinct, deep-set facial features. If one had to describe them in a sentence, it would be, "Ample bosom, slender waist, long whip in hand, dust rises with every step, give a glance beneath the veil, Xinjiang maidens are as gallant as boys."

Now, Sui Yi and her companions were standing outside the Silver Star Hotel in Urumqi, encountering a Xinjiang woman with an exquisite veil.

Sui Yi glanced over, and there stood the woman, positioned in front of the hotel’s main gate. On her head was a delicate little hat, trailing a long veil from the back that fell to her waist. She wore an intricate, short-sleeved dress adorned with bright silver ornaments, and below a crimson low-waist skirt, light and pretty. When she moved, the decorations emitted a pleasant sound like wind chimes.

Of course, the most eye-catching feature was the two-inch long slender waist exposed between the top and skirt, pale and soft like warm jade, adorned with a navel shining like a star...

The woman was quite tall, about 1.7 meters, with inky-black braided hair trailing behind her. Her features were three-dimensional and delicate, her eyes slightly blue. At the moment, she was talking to a middle-aged Uyghur man...

Speaking their native tongue, unintelligible to bystanders.

But one did not need to understand to be dazzled by her waist...

Sui Yi and her group stood at the entrance, watching as the woman’s presence halted over twenty people at the gate, her beauty radiating fiercely and overwhelming all the other women present, making females from various cities and countries feel the cruel intentions of this world.

And then the three of them ran smack into the line of fire!

Miss Hua, who had seized the opportunity mid-way to change into a cheongsam, instantly exuded a powerful challenging aura. Stepping on ten-centimeter heels, she stood there, her posture demonically enchanting as she watched that Xinjiang beauty.

The Xinjiang beauty seemed to sense a challenge from another beauty and turned her face accordingly...

The war among women is silent and unnoticeable.

People around them looked back and forth...

Until...

"I’m so hungry, where can I find something to eat, I want all sorts of food," a short-haired beauty murmured weakly, rolling her eyes.

"Turn left and take ten steps to a trash can, you’ll find all kinds of food there," replied Sui Yi.

"Sui Yi, I was wrong! Don’t be like this!"

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