The Deadly Hitwoman: The Heiress's Special Abilities

Chapter 568: A Name That Can’t Be Chosen... Han Jing

Han Jing suddenly sat up from her sleep, the sky was already slightly brightening. She was alone in bed, and this wasn’t a place she was familiar with; it was the guest room at Marquis Yingwei Mansion.

Her icy fingers traced the spot beside her, as if she could still feel the lingering warmth.

She sat dazed for a long time before slowly closing her eyes, hugging her knees.

The feeling was as if he had returned, but... how could it be possible?

Han Jing sighed a long breath, and when she opened her eyes again, clarity returned to her gaze. He would come back, he would always come back, right?

He definitely would come back.

Qin Shutong, having finished the early court session, personally escorted them to the city gate, cupping his hands in farewell, "We part ways today, not knowing when we shall meet again, everyone, farewell for now."

Time in the Spirit Cultivation Realm is so long, and who knows if we’ll have the chance to meet again in this lifetime after this parting.

Though they had only known each other for merely two or three days, Qin Shutong truly liked Han Jing’s temperament, and also adored the charming Little Xue to the point of melting one’s heart. If only... he could have a daughter like that, how wonderful it would be!

After returning, he would also raise such a daughter, personally raising her, ensuring she was nothing like those little princesses in the harem!

"Farewell for now."

Xiao Xue waved at Qin Shutong, saying, "Goodbye, Uncle Qin, I will come back to see you!"

Qin Shutong laughed and said, "Alright, I’ll be waiting for you!"

After leaving Yanjing City, they soon returned to the Spirit Cultivation Realm and went to the Ghost Realm.

After entrusting Xiao Xue to Dongbao and Bo He, Han Jing immediately gathered everyone for a meeting to discuss the establishment of a new sect.

An Chuxue, watching the excited Han Jing, tossed her a sentence: "Mirror, you shouldn’t get too excited first. Have you thought of a name for the new sect?"

Han Jing...

This, she really hadn’t thought about it.

Everyone was speechless; she had even gathered the people to manage the group, yet hadn’t thought of the sect’s name.

Lan Ling counted the people present, reaching out two hands toward Han Jing: "Little Jing zi, count, how many people do we have in total now? You, me, An’an, Brother Xichen, plus your three maids, Xiao Xue, ... eight people, not even enough for two hands..."

Ghost Ancestor gave Lan Ling a faint look: "You brat, what about your master, am I not a person?"

Raising his broken cane, he was about to smash it over Lan Ling’s head.

Lan Ling quickly dodged, shaking his head: "Master... with your old arms and legs, why join in the fun with us young ones!"

Ghost Ancestor’s muddled eyes widened, placing the cane on the ground, and immediately Lan Ling’s cries of pain could be heard!

Scenarios such as this almost always played out now and then in the Ghost Realm, and Han Jing and the others had long grown used to it.

Han Jing was still puzzling over the new sect’s name, what... what should it be called?

Han Jing thought for a long time but couldn’t come up with anything. Instead, she remembered asking Su Yu what to name the child back then, recalling Su Yu’s poor naming skills... Su Su, Su Ming... the Su from Affection, the Ming from Fate.

——

Affection arises secretly.

Destiny lets us meet.

But Su Yu, do you know that after meeting you, my greatest wish in this life was to stand by your side, watching the world together, growing old hand in hand.

So, if there comes a day when we can be together again, renew our past destiny, we’ll have another child, whether boy or girl is fine, and call them Suyuan.

May we not waste this chance encounter, this chance love in life.

Do you think, is that alright?