This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 562 - 357: A Master at Ridiculing the Beichuan Divine Society (4000)

Chapter 562: Chapter 357: A Master at Ridiculing the Beichuan Divine Society (4000)

This stone ring was surrounded by a faint golden aura, which flowed back into the woman’s body, potentially providing her with the ability to sense good and bad fortunes.

But to think that such weak benevolence could see through Beichuan Si...?

That was likely impossible.

If Bai Mian standing before him had already seen through his aura of death, her first move would not have been to draw his attention, but rather, she would have secretly instructed someone to start investigating him.

There was no need for her to approach Beichuan Si directly in public; that would have only made him more wary.

Her coming forward now was merely an attempt to probe Beichuan Si.

She must have sensed something about Beichuan Si using a spiritual tool, but she couldn’t confirm it.

With this thought in mind, Beichuan Si’s demeanor relaxed even more, and he appeared utterly open and candid.

He just stood there, locking eyes with the woman wearing a white mask covering the upper half of her face.

While they remained silent, a group of security guards wielding batons appeared from the left entrance and surrounded Beichuan Si, also asking, "Ms. Bai Mian, has something happened?"

They stared intensely at Beichuan Si, as if they were ready to pounce and pin him down the moment Bai Mian gave the word.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

The commotion here caught the attention of many, turning their heads towards Beichuan Si as whispers filled the air.

In this tense and heavy atmosphere, after a long gaze into Beichuan Si’s eyes, Bai Mian gestured for the security guards to disperse with a wave of her hand:

"It’s just a misunderstanding; don’t worry about it."

Speaking, she leaned closer to Beichuan Si with a smile. If it weren’t for the bird beak mask that created a distance from her, she might have pressed herself entirely against him, "You look quite young... How old are you?"

"Nineteen," Beichuan Si blurted out a number close to his current age.

Then, he nonchalantly grabbed her hand as it reached towards his face.

Honestly, Beichuan Si felt like crushing her finger bones to see what expression this woman would make.

And the scent of the perfume she wore...

Beichuan Si frowned.

"Nineteen, Mr. Bird Beak, that is quite young, just started college, huh?"

Due to the mask, Bai Mian failed to notice the slight change in Beichuan Si’s expression and continued cheerfully, "You are interesting. Are you free after the Believer gathering tonight?"

Was this an invitation?

Beichuan Si’s mind raced.

Agreeing might be a good choice here.

If he could find out what lurks behind the Happiness Truth Sect...

After a moment of thought, Beichuan Si still shook his head, "I’m sorry, miss, I have other commitments after tonight, so I can’t accept your invitation."

Hearing this, Bai Mian’s gaze showed no fluctuation, and she responded with a slight smile, "If that’s the case, then I hope Mr. Bird Beak won’t turn down my offer for the next gathering."

She smiled easily, her words very normal, as if it was just an ordinary invitation.

But for a typically elusive core member like her to directly invite Beichuan Si...

That, in a sense, was also an abnormal behavior.

"I understand," Beichuan Si responded.

After receiving his answer, Bai Mian didn’t linger, taking two steps back.

"Then I will take my leave now, Mr. Bird Beak. Feel free to do as you like. Remember to go home early to rest after the gathering, as Tokyo isn’t very peaceful right now."

Beichuan Si didn’t respond, merely nodding.

He watched the back of Bai Mian as she walked away, an instinctive animosity flickering in his eyes.

"Too fragrant," Beichuan Si sniffed.

It was just in that brief contact with Bai Mian that Beichuan Si smelled the overpowering scent of perfume as well as—

The blood and the stench of decay, so faint it was almost imperceptible.

Beichuan Si stood still, flicking his finger.

It was also this hint of blood and decay that made Beichuan Si aware of something almost imperceptible within that pale golden flow around her—a tiny, lingering grudge that no spiritual tool could erase.

Thus, Beichuan Si confirmed it.

The woman wearing the white mask had already taken lives before arriving at this venue, or perhaps even earlier.

In any case, it was a fact that this woman had acted against the living.

Upon realizing this, Beichuan Si was almost driven to whip out a massive hammer and strike at the woman’s head.

However, Beichuan Si ultimately did not act.

Her status as a core member meant that if she were taken out, dealing with other core members could become more complex.

After dealing with Bai Mian, those hiding core members of the Happiness Truth Sect would likely be much more cautious and secretive in their actions.

Had he accepted Bai Mian’s offer, Beichuan Si suspected that seeing the tragic state of the living would have driven him to act directly against her.

The time was not yet right.

Beichuan Si suppressed his anger.

He expressionlessly placed his unfinished juice on another round table, silently waiting for the gathering to start.

Meanwhile, as Beichuan Si waited, Bai Mian stood in another corner of the venue and took a sip of red wine in her hand.