Chapter 130: Shut Up.

"That is a fine taste in whiskey you have. It's a shame you don't have anyone share it with." The gentle voice of the middle-aged woman that sat beside him whispered into his ear.

"True. It would be nice to drink with someone. Miss barkeeper. Another glass please." Haru spoke and then asked the barkeeper to give him another glass for the woman beside him. Haru hadn't turned his head yet but he could feel the amount of true Qi coming from the woman beside him.

"Manifestation stage? I haven't met many people with your strength before." Haru asked and then turned to look at the woman. She had long platinum hair and light pink iris's She wore a white skin-tight dress with cherry blossoms falling from branches printed on it.

"And I haven't met many people that could successfully hide their strength from me…" She stopped suddenly mid-sentence.

Haru recognised her instantly and she seemed to recognise him too. The woman's eyes widened as she looked at the boy in front of her. She then thought back to the dreaded day that they had met each other. She shivered in fear and covered her mouth with her hands.

"You…" She whispered quietly as she felt a lump at the back of her thought and her palms began to sweat.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt you. Please forgive me." She said and then in a hurry, she began to stand up from the stool.

"You're that woman who stopped my fight with the director guy a few months back… How have you been since then?" Haru asked with a smile.

"What?" She asked. The question threw her off completely. She thought for sure that he would still be holding a grudge against her for how she treated him. But to her surprise, it seemed like he didn't care at all.

'Wait a minute… He looks similar to the boy then but also somewhat different. Is it even the same person? No, it has to be he just asked me how I have been since that day…' The woman questioned herself. She felt strange about their meeting right now. But she was certain it was the same boy as back then.

"It's fine. I don't care about what happened back then. I could use the company if you want to sit with me? This bottle isn't going to finish its self." Haru picked up the golden bottle of whiskey and shook it in her direction.

She looked back at him with her eyebrows half raised and then hesitantly grabbed the back of the stool and sat down beside him. She looked at him for a few seconds as he leaned over and poured her a glass.

"Are you sure? I thought for sure you would still be mad at how I treated you…" She didn't seem to believe his intentions but she was interested in why he was acting this way.

Haru nodded his head and then took another drink, finishing his first glass. He then poured out more into his glass and then turned to look at her again.

'Why doesn't he hate me? I threatened him last time and used my power to put his back against a wall. And why can't I sense his Qi at all? There is no way that he has already surpassed me right? He was only at the heavenly spirit stage back then… Does he have some kind of treasure on him?" She had many questions about the boy in front of her.

But she started to ask the most basic question first. It would be strange if she asked about personal things right off the bat.

"So… What did you say your name was again?" She asked awkwardly before picking up the glass. Her imposing aura from back when they first met seemed to completely vanish. She just seemed like any other woman.

Although she was still one stage higher than Haru in cultivation she would still be no match for him at the moment. His flooded soul ocean was ever-expanding and he contained enough Qi in his body to enter the nirvana stage directly but held off on doing so. So that his foundation would remain stable.

Both Li Jun and Lao already advised him to climb through the stages at a steady pace. The last thing he needed was an unstable foundation that would collapse after he broke through to a higher stage so he stayed at the spirit soul stage.

"My name is Haru. And you are?" Haru asked the woman. They had met before but not for long enough to learn each other's names. It was kind of awkward to introduce themselves on their second meeting.

"I'm Lian Ling. But just call me Lian." She smiled and then held out her hand for Haru to shake.

"You are not going to try to kill me if I shake your hand are you?" Haru looked down at her hand and asked jokingly.

"Not at all. I don't know if I would even be able to. You have grown a lot since I last saw you. I can only imagine the struggles you have been through." She smiled once again.

Haru then reached out and took her hand.

"You can see through my cultivation?" Haru asked confused. He felt her looking through the room but he didn't think that she had managed to see his cultivation level.

"No, I don't need to judge your strength based on your cultivation level. The way you carry yourself is enough of a giveaway. Not many people would openly sit in the centre of the room and not bat an eye when another cultivator approaches you from behind.

That is more than enough to see how strong you have gotten. Even I wouldn't feel safe with a cultivator of my strength approaching me from behind. But you didn't even raise your guard. It was like you disregarded me because I'm not your opponent. Is that correct?" The woman stated and then asked as she couldn't be certain.

"Not really. I just didn't feel like you had any intention to harm me. If you did I would have sensed it when you entered the room." Haru stated and then took another sip from his glass.

The woman's eyes widened once again.

"You are telling me you can feel intentions through Qi? I didn't think you were that strong. You must already be at the nirvana stage!" She suddenly spoke louder, gaining the attention of the other passengers inside the carriage.

'What? I thought that was normal. Why didn't anyone else tell me that only strong people could do it? Now I am going to have to look like a liar…' Haru thought as he got ready to explain himself.

Just as Haru was about to speak the sound of something heavy hit the bar beside him.

"Hey. Is this guy bothering you?" Said a man who looked to be in his early twenties. He stumbled up to the bar and slammed his glass down on the table and looked over to Lian with his cheeks glowing red.

"No. Now go back to your seat little man." Lian responded coldly as she saw the look in his eyes when his gaze drifted down to her chest.

"Hey! I don't like how you are talking to me you bitch. I was just trying to be nice." The man shouted back at her as Haru took another sip from his glass.

"And you! Who do you think you are to come in here looking like a peasant? You ruined my mood before but now I don't like you even more." He said to Haru, stuttering through his words a little.

"You're drunk. Go sit back down." Haru responded without taking his eyes off the glass in front of him.

"Hey, look at me when I'm talking to you. I will have you know that my father…" He was cut short as Haru turned to look at him.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the man by the top of his head and then began to squeeze more and more.

"I don't care. I warned you once. There won't be a second time now sit down and stop looking for trouble. It's for your own good." Haru spoke with harshness in his voice but it was for his own good. The man had no idea how strong the people he was bothering actually were.

Haru then looked back at the man who was shivering under his hand and then released him. The man dropped to the floor as the pressure from his head was released.

Haru then looked back up at the bar where the woman running it was holding a cellphone to her ear. She looked down at Haru and then stuttered.

"Ahh… I'm sorry, it is the protocol for when things like this happen." She explained frantically.

"It's fine. I understand. Go ahead." Haru said with a smile and then finished his drink in one gulp. He then looked back at Lian who had her head resting on her hands and was staring at him intensely.

"What is it?" He asked her as the door to the carriage opened up.

"Who dares to cause trouble on my train?" A slight amount of Qi entered the room as a middle-aged man entered the room using Qi to amplify his voice.

"Shut up." Lian turned to look at the man in the doorway.

His body began to tremble as he looked at her.

"Yes ma'am. I am very sorry!" The man squeaked out before making his way back through the doors that he had entered from.