Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

”Let’s go to the inn across the street, although it’s a bit further away than the nearest one.”

”Even though the view up close might be more exciting, at least we can avoid being interrupted by some random person. Otherwise, coming all this way, it’s so rare to see you, Yuchi, only to have some inexplicable person disturb us. It’s quite disheartening.”

Having said that.

Bu Tingyue indifferently pulled Yuchi away.

Yuchi was quite amazed, as Bu Tingyue was again touching his face and grabbing his hand. It seemed that the appearance of the other person had truly ignited a huge anger in her. Under this anger, she could do anything.

However, at this moment, he slightly felt that Bu Tingyue’s little hands were quite soft.

The key point being her palms were surprisingly dry, with an almost baby-like silky feeling, as if she’d used some kind of powder to keep them that way.

Then Yuchi smacked himself on the face:

”Hey, you scoundrel Yuchi, you’re not here to flirt, you’re here in Cuncha City to make money. Don’t mess around. Besides, the waters at the Celestial Craft Workshop are too deep; you won’t be able to handle it.”

On the other hand, the girl took a heavy breath.

Seeing Bu Tingyue leave with Yuchi, instead of being angry, she seemed relieved, muttering to herself:

”Haha, I’ve said it before, how could Bu Tingyue find a match before me?”

”She’s my lifelong enemy!”

”Judging from what she just said, this young man’s name is Yuchi. So, he’s her cousin? Such a good person like her cousin shouldn’t be wasted accompanying Bu Tingyue! As a person of some status in Cuncha City, I can’t possibly let her cousin stay lonely, can I?”

The girl clearly hadn’t given up on attacking Bu Tingyue, having finally seized an opportunity. If she let Bu Tingyue slip away like this, wouldn’t she be making a fool of herself?

No way!

Press the advantage!

It’s time to sound the horn for a counterattack!

I want to thoroughly humiliate her in front of her brother, making her completely lose face. Especially since this is a martial arts competition, I have a chance. If I can get her brother on the stage and make her brother my pawn, wouldn’t that instantly make her lose her dignity?

She proudly walked over.

The maid was already halfway despaired, because her mistress had a strong competitive nature. Encountering Bu Tingyue outside, who knew what frighteningly dangerous situation might arise between them? She just prayed nothing dangerous would happen!

...

In the inn, Yuchi and Bu Tingyue entered a private room. Though the room was only a square yard in size, the main feature was the low table by the window. The table had some tea on it, and by just turning one’s head, one could see outside the window and watch the competition happening outside.

As the two sat down again, Yuchi was very interested in the matches on the stage. He definitely didn’t want to interfere with Bu Tingyue’s matters, so he just tried to play low-key for now, eventually planning to leave Cuncha City. He would see if he could make some money by coming back here as Song Bei.

There were already new competitors on stage. This time it was two... two men. What, were these two men about to duel?

Yuchi looked at the two men; one appeared very scholarly, while the other looked very rugged. The key was that Yuchi could see that the scholarly man was married, meaning the other man was fighting him in front of his wife. That’s essentially being a cuckold!

”Tsk tsk, surely a lot of money was paid to lure this man in. If I were that scholarly man, I wouldn’t come up hoping for luck. Since the other side dares to pay, they must be confident. A true man in society wouldn’t yield for mere gold and silver.”

”As a man, you must have integrity. Fighting another man for the sake of money, in front of your wife, and losing, would mean losing one’s dignity as well.”

”That would be troublesome.”

”I wonder if soap exists in this world... It probably does, right? The one I used before must have been some sort of saponins?”

The more Yuchi thought about it, the more he believed that man was blinded by money, whereas Yuchi, with his self-proclaimed honesty, wasn’t the type to be swayed by money.

Just as Yuchi was eagerly anticipating what would happen next, Bu Tingyue softly drifted over with a remark, ”Yuchi, aren’t you curious about who that person speaking just now was?”

Not curious at all...

Yuchi was about to say something, but just before he spoke, he caught a glimpse of a small bit of anticipation in Bu Tingyue’s eyes.