Chapter 1079 - 1078: Warning: Secrets That Must Never Be Touched

Qin Xin was pulled inside, and the dorm leader proudly showcased everyone’s makeup to her before saying:

"Sister Xin, our dorm has been selected to present flowers to an important figure tomorrow. You know, a once-in-a-century important figure! Not everyone in the Empire has the chance to see such a figure, but tomorrow, we have the opportunity to present flowers personally. Can you guess the identity of the important figure? Bet you can’t!"

Qin Xin calmly replied, "Hmm, the Twelve Elders?"

The dorm leader was stunned, then swallowed: "Oh my, Sister Xin, do you have god-like prophetic abilities? It’s indeed the Twelve Elders, you guessed it right!"

Qin Xin: "..."

The dorm leader hurriedly ran in and out, bringing several buckets of water inside: "Sister Xin, look, these are the flowers I just went out to buy, especially soaked in water to keep them fresh for tomorrow’s presentation. Pick a bouquet you like best."

The flowers, catching Qin Xin’s gaze, blossomed even brighter, their leaves gently shaking as if saying, pick me, pick me, I’m beautiful.

Qin Xin: "Um, I’m not presenting flowers; I have other matters."

She grabbed the documents, turned on the desk lamp, and carefully flipped through them.

The dorm leader was quite regretful on the ground: "Sister Xin, it’s such a pity not to go, truly a once-in-a-century opportunity. Maybe a few hints from the Twelve Elders could help us make great strides..."

In the documents, the Twelve Elders had no names, only rankings, starting from the Great Elder in order, each dressed in silver robes, looking kind and gentle, their hair mostly white, indicating they were elderly.

Only the Second Elder appeared slightly younger, but even his temples had turned white, his gaunt face exuding a faint sense of detachment and sternness.

Qin Xin couldn’t help but linger on this man’s face for a few minutes.

There was always an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.

Yet she couldn’t recall where she had seen him.

While pondering, a short message popped up on her phone.

It was Jing Zhichen: "Miss Lan, insider info says the Twelve Elders will inspect the school tomorrow. If there’s a chance, we could try to approach them and probe for news."

Qin Xin: "Hmm."

Jing Zhichen thought obtaining this information in advance was quite difficult, yet was surprised by Qin Xin’s calm reaction.

Unable to resist, he softly reminded her: "It’s a once-in-a-century chance for face-to-face interaction."

Qin Xin: "Hmm, yes."

Jing Zhichen sighed helplessly: "Then, should we discuss it when we meet tomorrow? I just wanted to let you know so you’d be mentally prepared."

After all, he had spent the entire evening searching for clues, using every resource and method at his disposal.

Qin Xin: "Okay. Good night."

"Good night!"

After exchanging goodnight with Qin Xin, Jing Zhichen didn’t close his eyes for a long time.

He stared blankly at his phone screen.

Recalling contacting his uncle tonight, his uncle’s cold reply: "Don’t ask about things you shouldn’t ask. Especially regarding the Blood Woman, never in your life ask again! It’s something you must not touch. Remember, remember!"

His uncle’s severity was beyond his imagination.

What exactly is the Blood Woman?

Why would his always-loving uncle explode in such anger over a single question?

What untellable secret does this touch upon?

Lan Qingxin?

How did she learn about it?

It’s clear that understanding this Blood Woman matter is very important to Lan Qingxin; how could he bear not to help or inquire?

"Uncle, I’m sorry. I’ve lived by the rules all my life, according to the expectations of our family. But I also want to be a bit willful this once, to follow my own feelings, to do something for the girl I like..."

In the darkness, he silently expressed his determination to the "Good night" on the screen.