Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

After Yin Yin exposed her true identity, the old woman transformed back into the beautiful woman.

“I was just about to ask that,” Sister Qing said, sitting at the table and tapping lightly. Immediately, a pot of tea and two exquisite cups appeared.

Sister Qing turned the cup upside down and poured two cups of tea herself. She pushed one cup to the other side and picked up the other cup and drank it all in one gulp: "Sister Yinyin, how did you recognize me at first glance?"

“It’s probably a talent,” Yin Yin said smugly as she sat down opposite her, tapping her own birth chart mysteriously. “Sister Qing is very pretty and easy to recognize.”

"So that's how it is. I knew that for Lord Bi'an to personally take action, my sister must be no ordinary person." Sister Qing didn't know whether she believed it or not, but she glanced at the cups on the table. "My sister has been running after those prey for so long, she must be thirsty. Go and have some water and rest."

Yinyin picked up her cup, smelled it, and put it down again: "Sister, do you have Biluochun tea? I've been liking to drink that these past few days. If you don't have it, Zhengshan Xiaozhong is fine too, or the less common Di Cui Jian Ming, I think it's pretty good as well."

"This..." Sister Qing looked a little embarrassed. "Sister, it's not that I'm reluctant to give you good things, it's just that good tea is hard to come by in our area. Right now, we only have this coarse bitter tea. Please make do with this. After this is over and we get back to our lodgings, I'll invite you over to visit, and I'll brew you some good tea then. I have plenty of good tea where I live, including the pre-rain Longjing tea that used to be used as tribute."

After all that, Sister Qing's purpose was simply to use this cup of tea to test Yin Yin. After all, most players wouldn't dare to eat anything from the dungeon, and if Yin Yin didn't dare either, then her identity would definitely be questionable.

Since this house is alive, it means that everyone's every move is under surveillance, and this probing is naturally within Yin Yin's expectations.

"No need to be a guest, I don't think I live with you all, Sister Qing," Yin Yin said, raising her cup to her lips but not drinking.

Qingjie's eyes grew increasingly dark, and a hint of fierceness appeared between her brows: "Why isn't my sister drinking? Is she not thirsty?"

“No, it’s not,” Yin Yin blew on the cup and put it down. “It’s a little hot.”

"Oh, I see," Sister Qing said, turning the ring on her hand. Looking down, she noticed that her fingernails had grown quite long.

Those fingernails were thin and sharp, with a bluish sheen; there was something wrong with them at first glance.

She raised her hand, gently blew on her fingernails, and looked at Yinyin meaningfully: "Little sister, look, aren't my fingernails pretty? These fingernails have sliced ​​the throats of countless prey, little sister. Would you like to try them on?"

"Why would I try this?" Yin Yin stretched out her hand, revealing her neatly trimmed and beautiful nails. "But Sister Qing, your nails are quite pretty. I can't do my nails as I please when I'm filming. It's rare to have a little butterfly, so I can only ask it to hide."

Yinyin's skin is very fair, and her hands are naturally the same, except that her fingertips and knuckles are slightly pink, which shows that she has plenty of blood and energy.

Sister Qing flicked her fingernails: "Oh? Where's your little butterfly, little sister? I can't see it."

Yinyin raised an eyebrow and twitched her little finger.

The next moment, an icy blue shadow appeared on her little fingernail. Icy blue wings fluttered out, and a crystal-clear little butterfly landed on Yin Yin's fingertip.

Yinyin raised her hand in front of her and said in a coquettish tone, "Little Butterfly, the tea in my cup is too hot. I want to drink it, but I can't."

As soon as she finished speaking, the little butterfly's wings fluttered.

Tiny specks of phosphorescent powder fell like stars, and the steaming cup in front of Yin Yin quickly cooled down, even becoming chilly, with tiny water droplets condensing on the outside of the cup.

Yinyin picked up her cup, clearly satisfied with the temperature, took a sip, and said with satisfaction, "Thank you, Little Butterfly. The temperature is just right. I like it very much."

The little butterfly flew up, circled Yin Yin once, and then returned to her little fingernail, disappearing without a trace.

After the little butterfly disappeared, Yin Yin looked at Sister Qing and said, "Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Sister Qing. Was your tea also very hot? I forgot to ask the little butterfly to cool it down for you."

"No, no, I just like to drink something hot," Sister Qing said. Her nails had been retracted at some point, and the blue color was gone, replaced by beautiful red nail polish.

Sister Qing tentatively inquired, "Little sister, have you always had this little butterfly?"

"No, that's not it," Yin Yin took another sip of iced tea. "I only got it after I started working here. Don't you have any cute little things, sister?"

Sister Qing paused, her expression softening considerably: "Yes, there is, but it's not some cute little thing, it's a big one."

“Hey, is this the house?” Yin Yin asked directly. “It’s great, smart and capable.”

"Little sister is so smart, but in the future, you can't so easily expose the true form of someone's companion." After seeing the little butterfly and confirming that Yin Yin was really a colleague and not a player in disguise, Sister Qing returned to her previous kind and considerate attitude. "You're lucky you met me. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have given you a good time."

"Thank you for reminding me, Sister Qing," Yin Yin said, noticing a loud bang like a rocket launching into the sky outside. "Sister Qing, did they go out?"

Sister Qing nodded, and seeing Yin Yin stand up, she quickly grabbed her: "Where are you going?"

"They're gone, so we're all safe now," Yin Yin said. "I can go home now!"

"Wait a minute," Sister Qing pulled Yin Yin back. "Although we haven't known each other for long, listen to my advice, little sister. Don't get too close to your prey, and especially don't develop feelings for her."

"Those lousy men haven't changed from ancient times to the present. They coax you only to use you. Once they've achieved their goals and become successful, and you're no longer of any use to them, they'll kick you aside without any mercy."

When Sister Qing said this, her eyes gleamed red, but she smiled charmingly and said in a light tone, "But don't worry, little sister. As for the prey, you can come to Sister Qing when the time comes, and Sister Qing will teach you how to cut out his heart."

She looked like someone with a story, and from what she said and her attire, Yin Yin could roughly guess what was going on.

She was just a devoted woman and a heartless man, but her ending was different from those that have been passed down. She didn't bring about her own demise, but rather she didn't let the heartless man go.

"Thank you, Sister Qing," Yin Yin said earnestly, "I will definitely remember it."

Seeing that she understood, Sister Qing didn't continue, saying, "If you want to go through their path, just go straight ahead, no one will stop you."

Yinyin nodded: "Then see you next time, Sister Qing, I'll be going now!"

Yinyin playfully made a heart shape with her hands before opening the door.

After hesitating for a while, Yinyin gently knocked on the door frame beside her: "Friend, could you please bring some normal lanterns for lighting? I'm afraid to walk alone at night."

Sister Qing chuckled softly, and the red lanterns in the courtyard transformed into beautiful flower lanterns of various colors.

"Thank you, Sister Qing, and thank you too..." Yinyin hesitated and glanced at Sister Qing.

Sister Qing smiled from ear to ear: "You can call him Brother Qin."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Qin," Yin Yin said goodbye to Sister Qing again before slowly walking out.

The beautiful lanterns led Yin Yin away from the courtyard and illuminated her way until she disappeared into the darkness.

Sister Qing poured another cup of tea, held it in her hands, and looked up in the direction where Yin Yin had left.

The rising steam blurred her face.

"Regulator and prey, what a peculiar combination."