Chapter 218: Why Should We Have A Demeanor
Why Should We Have A Demeanor . . .
Cha-Eun Xiao spoke sternly, his words carrying a blunt edge. "I genuinely fail to comprehend this mindset. Is it an act of nobility or simply an act of foolishness? Perhaps it's just an attempt to fish for compliments while being utterly self-centered."
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu, upon hearing these words, knitted her brows and retorted, "Your perspective may sound logical, but it is far too extreme. There are aspects of feminine pride that men often struggle to grasp."
With a scoff, Cha-Eun Xiao replied, "Understanding the intricacies of a lady's pride? Do you believe that women can truly comprehend the pride that men like us hold? Do you think every man harbors lustful thoughts solely because you possess beauty? Because you are pretty, do you assume that every man is driven to claim you?"
His candidness left Wen-Ren Chu-Chu blushing profusely. She lowered her gaze and murmured, "Isn't that the case?"
Amused, Cha-Eun Xiao chuckled before asserting, "Absolutely not. There are, without a doubt, more virtuous men than virtuous women in the world."
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu found herself in profound disagreement, but she refrained from arguing, not wanting to provoke Cha-Eun Xiao further.
Unperturbed, Cha-Eun Xiao continued, "Men are inherently drawn to beauty. When we encounter stunning women, we may be momentarily captivated, but it doesn't mean we're inclined to possess them. It's normal to be moved by beauty. However, if a woman doesn't reciprocate our affections, do you genuinely believe we would dare to force our desires? Frankly, we view all women in much the same way. We can find companionship of various kinds in establishments such as brothels."
This declaration caused Wen-Ren Chu-Chu's face to flush crimson. She grasped that Cha-Eun Xiao's intention was to console her master, but she couldn't help but be angered. Her once-warm demeanor turned icy as she admonished, "Brother Feng, your words have gone too far this time."
Unperturbed by her reaction, Cha-Eun Xiao retorted, "Have they? Is there any regard for me in your minds at all? Why deceive yourselves? Even if, hypothetically, you held affections for me, rest assured that my sentiments do not mirror yours. Marrying you or taking you as a concubine are notions that have never crossed my mind. Given that I seek nothing from you and you are the one seeking my assistance, why should I be concerned about my choice of words?"
The young woman's patience wore thin as she snapped back, "Even if this situation hasn't engendered any special emotions within you, you should conduct yourself as a gentleman when in the presence of a lady, particularly a beautiful one."
Cha-Eun Xiao shook his head with a hint of exasperation. "This is preposterous. Can't you comprehend my standpoint? Why should men be compelled to exhibit chivalry toward women, especially when there are no romantic sentiments involved? Where is the logic in that? A man's demeanor should remain consistent, unwavering in the face of differing circumstances and individuals."
Cha-Eun Xiao continued his blunt tirade, unapologetic for the harsh truths he was delivering. "Why should we be expected to treat women with kid gloves? I must inquire, when a man adopts a courteous demeanor in your presence, does that guarantee he will earn your hand in marriage? No? I thought as much. When men play the gentleman, it merely strokes your vanity. 'Oh, observe how these men fuss over me.'"
With biting sarcasm, he went on, "In reality, those who intentionally put on airs of sophistication, experience, and charm are the ones harboring ulterior motives. This is a facade to obscure their possessive natures."
Pausing for emphasis, he challenged, "Am I wrong? Deep down, you know this to be true." He sneered, "What's most absurd is that you ladies often have an affinity for such individuals. When you encounter hypocrites, you perceive them as virtuous. Yet, when faced with someone who unapologetically reveals their true character, you label them as crude and ludicrous. Tell me, who is the real fool here? Hahahahaha..."
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu found herself once again taken aback by his words, rendered momentarily speechless. Cha-Eun Xiao's words, though harsh, resonated with an uncomfortable truth.
His point was simple: a person who seeks nothing from another will behave authentically in their presence. When genuine feelings are involved, people often make an effort to display their most appealing qualities in order to attract the attention of the one they admire.
Recognizing her silence, Cha-Eun Xiao continued impassively, "Now that you know my true identity, finding me shouldn't pose much of a challenge. I shall take my leave. If you require anything, you may visit Ling-Bao Hall. It's conveniently located."
With those parting words, he rose from his seat and departed. Wen-Ren Chu-Chu made no attempt to detain him, instead releasing a sigh tinged with sorrow and disappointment.
Cha-Eun Xiao exited the room and found Bing Xin-Yue standing beneath a flower-laden tree in the courtyard, her thoughts seemingly distant. Without acknowledging her, he walked past.
[My words have been spoken. The choice to live or die is now in your hands. I do not wish to cause Jun Ying-Lian any grief, but you persistently tread the path to your own demise, even when I've illuminated a brighter way. You simply refuse to seize the opportunity to live. I cannot force you to relinquish your own life-threatening ailment.
Even if I had the ability to capture you and forcibly eradicate the illness within, I would not. Such an act would be both beyond my capability and beyond my inclination.]
"I am better than that," Cha-Eun Xiao declared resolutely.
As he strolled out of the room with casual grace, Bing Xin-Yue's eyes betrayed a complex mixture of emotions. It was evident that she yearned to halt his departure, yet her mouth remained wordless.
She took a tentative step forward, her intent to intercept him palpable, but she found herself rooted in place. Cha-Eun Xiao's pace was brisk, and in a matter of moments, he had vanished through the front door.
Once more, silence descended upon the courtyard.
After a brief interval, the sound of footsteps resounded. Wen-Ren Chu-Chu emerged slowly from within the room, her countenance still contemplative. Master and disciple stood side by side, their silent gazes meeting, yet no words passed between them.
Eventually, they both released simultaneous sighs.
"Was what he said...true?" Bing Xin-Yue inquired.
In matters of worldly wisdom, it became evident that the disciple possessed a more astute perspective than her master.
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu nodded, acknowledging, "Yes, Master. What he uttered was indeed sharp and hard to accept. However, in some respects, it holds undeniable truth. I cannot refute it."
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