Fanyun Fuyu Thirteen Fortresses(Part Nine) Yu’er rose to her feet, observing Qing Jiu seated calmly at the table, exactly in the same spot as last night. “Qing Jiu.” Qi Tianzhu stepped out from behind the screen, an iron staff in hand, creating a gust of wind as he moved. “Miss Qing Jiu.” He motioned with his hands, inquiring whether Qing…