His master gave people a rather frightening impression instead. "Frightening?" Yan Zhuixing froze on the spot, then studied Xin Lao San as though he were some kind of monster and gradually understood what was going on.
No matter how beautiful a woman was, one could not stand seeing her every day. Perhaps she was a beauty in other people's eyes, but to someone like Xin Lao San, who had spent several hundred years with his master, even the most stunning woman would eventually become utterly ordinary. Thinking of himself, his mother, the Hundred Flower Fairy, was also a universally acknowledged beauty. Yet in his eyes, she only possessed a motherly kind of beauty; he did not feel that her appearance was particularly extraordinary. Instead, he often found other women prettier.
But what he could not understand was why Xin Lao San found Lu Yanqing frightening. Could it be that Lu Yanqing had a terrible temper and often disciplined him?
Yan Zhuixing's guess was correct. Among the brothers, Xin Lao San had been the wildest since childhood, constantly stirring up trouble. Lu Yanqing had punished him more than once.
As time passed, Lu Yanqing became the only person capable of keeping him in line. He had grown up being frightened by her, so how could he possibly not fear her?
Outside the garden of Serene Guest Hall, Wu Sihai paced around alone for a while. He had not wanted to disturb Yue Qianchou, and he had instructed everyone else not to come here and bother him either.
For the sake of the Lineage's interests, he wished more than anyone for Wu Lixue and Yue Qianchou to become as intimate as possible. He wished they could stick together like glue, inseparable and reluctant to part.
However, he was beginning to buckle under