Yu Xiaoheng: I Am a Weak, Kind Young Master with No Real Power

The Maiden in the dungeon was Rou'er.

The once charming pink dress she wore was now stained with dust and bits of grass, making her look somewhat bedraggled.

Her signature Scorpion Braid was also a little disheveled, with several strands of hair clinging to her smooth forehead.

Yet even so, it could not conceal her peerless beauty.

Her face was no bigger than a palm, her skin so fair it was nearly translucent, glowing softly in the firelight.

Her long lashes were like butterfly wings, casting faint shadows beneath her eyelids.

Even unconscious, the Maiden remained exceptionally captivating.

In the darkness, the Maiden's eyelashes trembled.

Rou'er opened her eyes.

Before her were dim, flickering flames and cold, hard Stone Walls.

The unfamiliar surroundings made her heart tighten as memories surged back like a tide.

Star Dou Great Forest... that young man... and that group of crazed Soul Masters behind him...

She had been captured.

Rou'er's first action was to instinctively reach her slender hand into her clothes.

Her fingertips touched a dried leaf.

It was still there.

She let out a long sigh of relief.

This was the herb she used to conceal the aura of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. As long as it remained, the Soul Masters would not be able to see through her true form.

Once her mind settled somewhat, boundless hatred surged up within her.

That guy called... "Young Master"!

He had totally screwed her over!

If it had not been for him, how could she have ended up in such a state?!

Rou'er clenched her pearly teeth, her pitifully pretty face filled with Evil Aura.

"I'm going to toy with you until you die!"

Her teeth itched with hatred.

But she knew that if she faced them head-on, she was no match for this sect.

Still, she had other advantages.

The power of Charm was an innate gift of the Soft Bone Rabbit clan.

Coupled with the experience of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, even though she had rarely left the Star Dou Great Forest, she had absolute confidence.

Would it not be easy to bewitch a brat and have him completely wrapped around her finger?

First, she would deceive him into falling for her, make him pine for her and love her beyond escape.

Then, she would borrow his fortune and his sect's resources to cultivate herself to success.

When that day came...

She would simply walk away, leaving him to regret it for the rest of his life and suffer for the rest of his life!

She would make sure he could never forget her!

This was the greatest revenge she could inflict on him.

As for taking his life...

Rou'er had never considered it.

The greatest malice she harbored was only to leave that hateful young man heartbroken.

Just as she was plotting how to carry out her grand revenge, the voices of two young men came from outside the cell.

"Hey, what do you think the sect plans to do with her?"

"She's really pretty. How about... selling her to a brothel? She'd definitely fetch a good price."

Another voice spoke up, carrying a trace of lewdness.

"What a waste to sell her! How about we brothers have some fun with her first?"

"Anyway, she's an assassin who tried to kill the Young Master. If she dies, she deserves it!"

The first man hesitated. "But... we can't be sure she's really an assassin, can we?"

"Heh, what's there to be unsure about? She ran into us. Whatever we say she is, that's what she is!"

The man spoke carelessly.

"Here, we can play with her however we want!"

Boom!

Those filthy words exploded beside Rou'er's ears like thunderclaps.

Her face instantly turned pale, then green.

She had been thinking about how to toy with that high-and-mighty Young Master.

Yet before she had even seen him, she was about to be violated by these two filthy guards!

Overwhelming fear and humiliation instantly seized her heart.

She trembled from head to toe in terror.

What should she do?

What should she do?!

Just then, the voices outside abruptly stopped.

Footsteps sounded.

A figure appeared outside the cell door.

He was a tall, straight-backed young man. He nodded at the two guards.

The two guards immediately bowed in salute and respectfully withdrew.

The young man opened the cell door and walked in.

The firelight illuminated his face.

His brows were clear and handsome, his nose bridge straight. It was the very face Rou'er hated to the bone.

That guy!

The Young Master!

Within the dungeon, an almost imperceptible aura silently coiled around Yu Xiaoheng before quietly fading away.

In the distant darkness, Yu Yuanzhen's figure flashed past and vanished.

He had come only to ensure that nothing could go wrong.

Yu Xiaoheng entered the cell, looked at the Maiden curled up in the corner with terror written all over her face, and said:

"You two go out first. I'll see what's going on with this woman."

But Rou'er's eyes instantly burst with light.

A chance at survival in the direst moment!

The terror from moments ago was immediately flung beyond the clouds, replaced by an even stronger desire for revenge.

Since he was here, all the better!

She would use her Charm ability to win him over first!

She would trick him into trusting her, then use him to escape!

She would absolutely take her revenge on him and make him die of heartbreak over her!

Though that was what she thought, Rou'er's expression had already changed completely.

The Evil Aura in her eyes faded, replaced by panic and helplessness.

She slightly raised her head and timidly looked at Yu Xiaoheng with those shimmering, watery eyes. Her pearly teeth lightly bit her lower lip, her body trembling faintly as she portrayed the image of a weak, helpless Maiden to perfection.

She would first awaken his sympathy.

Then, step by step, she would put her plan into action.

However, Yu Xiaoheng's next move completely exceeded her expectations.

He strode up to her and, without the slightest hesitation, directly grabbed her hand.

Rou'er's entire body stiffened.

He... what was he trying to do?

Before she could react, Yu Xiaoheng had already lowered his voice and spoken in an urgent yet concerned tone:

"Are you alright? Come with me, quickly. I'll take you away."

"Take... take me away?"

Rou'er was completely stunned, her face filled with confusion.

What was going on?

Seeing that she did not move, Yu Xiaoheng showed a trace of anxiety and quickly explained:

"I know you don't seem malicious, but as the Young Master, I actually don't have much real power."

"I can't interfere with the family's affairs at all. They can do whatever they want to you."

"I really can't bear to see you..."

At this point, he paused, a flash of unease and guilt crossing his face.

"I've decided to let you go."

Rou'er was Stunned.

She asked tentatively, "Could it be... you're going to secretly let me go?"

"No, no!"

Yu Xiaoheng immediately waved his hands, vehemently denying it.

"There's no such thing as 'secretly'! I'm the Young Master. If I want to let you go, I can let you go!"

His tone was forceful, but his eyes kept darting away.

Who was Rou'er?

With a Hundred Thousand Years of experience, her ability to read people and observe expressions had long since reached perfection.

At a glance, she saw through this young man's "pretense."

He was feeling guilty!

Rou'er's heart stirred, and she pressed further. "You must be secretly letting me go. What about you? What if your family finds out?"

"It's nothing."

Yu Xiaoheng turned his head aside and spoke with feigned ease.

"I... am the Young Master. If I let you go, then I let you go."