Chapter 1095: Chapter 320: Feng Zhaoyang Arc (3)
Is... is there?
Feng Zhaoyang hadn’t mentioned such a red-clad youth to me. I’ve been a courtesan for quite some time, and I still have such basic memories.
If there’s more to this red-clad youth, there’s no need to ask the maid about it, because if I, a courtesan, don’t know, then the maid certainly wouldn’t either. After thinking it over a little, I realized I would need to ask about it myself.
However, at this point, I had a thought.
"Perhaps the appearance of this red-clad youth is not a coincidence?"
A guess popped into my mind: "Maybe Feng Zhaoyang wrapped things up hastily because of this red-clad youth’s appearance?"
"He wasn’t usually in such a rush. Today, he was so urgent and impatient. I even thought I had a problem, like I’d been slacking off in my cultivation."
"I guess it’s not my fault."
"Or maybe Feng Zhaoyang is into men?"
Thinking about it, I showed a rather peculiar expression, then said to the maid next to me, "Please invite them upstairs. I’ll serve them tea."
The maid quickly nodded and went to do just that.
Then, I stood behind the wooden railing, observing the maid’s actions from above.
When the maid descended the stairs, she found the two people in the corner.
The maid first gave a deep bow, then said something while looking at the two of them.
After a brief exchange, the two people in the first-floor hall looked up towards the railing, where I was already prepared. I showed a very pleasing smile and waved a small handkerchief at them, inviting them to come upstairs for tea.
Yuchi squinted and looked closely at me. It seemed like my gaze was not particularly gentle?
Yin Shuang: Of course, Brother Yuchi, you’re the one who led Feng Zhaoyang astray, preventing him from becoming her lapdog!
Yuchi: You’re speaking too much of the truth.
But since they were invited, Yuchi had no reason not to go. While Feng Zhaoyang was still a bit worried, Yuchi had already stood up willingly.
"Let’s go, let’s tackle this instance together."
Feng Zhaoyang: "..."
...
Before long.
Upstairs in the private room, I wasn’t new to this kind of situation.
After completing a series of respectful greetings, I sat across from Feng Zhaoyang, coquettishly saying to him:
"Brother Feng, you had friends come over and didn’t tell me. It seems you still regard me as an outsider. If that’s really the case, my heart would shatter like a flower."
Feng Zhaoyang blushed at the coquettish look of the woman in front of him: "That’s not it. Let me introduce you. This here is the Sect Leader."
"He’s an old friend of mine. I met Sect Leader during the grand competition of the Immortal Sect. We had a proper drink together back then because of some matters."
"The reason I didn’t mention this before was mainly that it’s been a long time since I last met Sect Leader. This time, he came because he heard you wanted to become a courtesan and was curious to have a look at Yunxiang Pavilion. We happened to meet, and as old friends, we definitely have to sit down and chat in the State Capital."
"Don’t be angry. Next time I’m free, I’ll take you shopping. How about that?"
Tsk tsk.
Yuchi watching Feng Zhaoyang’s bootlicking behavior now, dammit, Feng Zhaoyang indeed looked like a bootlicker. You couldn’t tell outside, but upon seeing it now, this guy was typically nodding and bowing to a woman, with such a strong eagerness to please.
Frankly speaking, if Feng Zhaoyang were the Sect Leader of the Legendary Sect, the bootlicking would be irrelevant. The women would instantly approve, no matter your status. You could be affectionately called "Gentle Uncle" instead.
But Feng Zhaoyang, you’re not the Sect Leader of the Legendary Sect. Are you still like this? Acting this way would surely bring your reputation down, right?
However, at this moment, Yuchi recalled something: "Truthfully, if I were a woman, I wouldn’t be so easily won over by Feng Zhaoyang. But to be honest, Feng Zhaoyang did win over the young lady from the Legendary Sect, which is far more impressive than anything I’ve done."
"I only managed to win over Miss Song from the Celestial Capital Department. My father-in-law is merely a Golden Core Stage nobody, but his father-in-law and those elders are at least Nascent Soul Stage cultivators. This guy managed to win over the little princess and still keep his life."
"Does it mean sometimes you need to bootlick?"
"But as the saying goes, everyone deserves their own happiness, but bootlickers don’t."
"Is there perhaps a different interpretation of this saying?"
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