The Curse

Ling Xian tauntingly glared at him, "Aren't you having a hard time dealing with that unnamed flower?"

Ling Xian smiled and teasingly peeked at the studious man before him.

Instantly, Nan Gong Ru frowned. But he merely chuckled, "Master Xian must've heard the rumors."

"Yes, am I wrong?" Ling Xian gave a confident smile, "Since you said I must complete one task before agreeing to ally with me, nothing else comes to my mind."

"I…"

Nan Gong Ru frowned. He did want to give Ling Xian some hardship because of this and make him give up the idea of the alliance. But half of him wanted a resolution to the entire situation as well. Looking at the confident young man, he realized he had lost since the beginning. Laughing, he said, "Master Xian, you are being far too confident. A guess is only a guess. It may not be true."

"Oh really?"