Style Change (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

Lu Mingchuan pondered it over and over, feeling that this was the only possible reason.

I never expected this.

Tang Yuehua is actually a character on par with Dongzi; can we use our brains for once?

You are the legendary good-for-nothing of the Clear Sky Sect! How could an organization like Spirit Hall not have you on their watchlist?

The only reason you can run the Yue Pavilion Chamber of Commerce peacefully in Spirit City is because of your talent and strength. If you were a Titled Douluo, you would have been arrested by Spirit Hall the very first day you opened.

Can you guarantee they don't suspect that a weakling like you, who lacks any real power, is up to something behind the scenes by purchasing those properties?

After listening to Lu Mingchuan's fierce and relentless analysis, Tang Yuehua suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Without any strength of her own, there was absolutely no way she could survive here.

"Mingchuan, what you said doesn't quite hold up. How could a weak woman like your sister survive right next to the massive, powerful Spirit Hall? Don't you think?"

After his prompting, she finally understood the situation.

The only reason she could run the Yue Pavilion was because Spirit Hall needed it. If they didn't, how could it possibly have been established, let alone allow her to befriend Spirit Hall's spirit masters?

In short, establishing the Yue Pavilion Chamber of Commerce within Spirit Hall was definitely not a wise move.

"Uh... you're right."

"Hehe... I'm just teasing you. How about I take you out for some fun?"

Tang Yuehua looked relaxed; on days when she wasn't giving Lu Mingchuan lessons, she loved to refer to herself as his sister.

"No lessons today?" Lu Mingchuan looked at her suspiciously.

Tang Yuehua leaned back, laughing until she swayed.

"I'm kidding, you actually took it seriously? Get ready, we're going out. How about we head to Spirit Hall?"

"Go to Spirit Hall?"

Lu Mingchuan found it strange; he didn't recall any plot points involving Tang Yuehua today.

Although Spirit Hall hasn't officially broken ties with the sects and empires yet, Huazi, you've got some nerve to head straight into Spirit Hall.

But I remember Huazi's spirit can help calm Bibi Dong's mind.

I'm being scolded again.

Bibi Dong didn't even know what to say anymore.

In Lu Mingchuan's heart, she was nothing more than a negative example—the kind of villain used as a cautionary tale for everyone.

A sense of frustration welled up inside her.

But Huazi! You're going to have a wasted trip today.

Yu Xiaogang has a very full schedule today; he's planning to see Dongzi. If you take me there now, you won't even see her. You'd be better off just going to drink tea with me.

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up.

A wasted trip was absolutely impossible. She would just wait right here for them to arrive. No matter who called for her, she wouldn't leave. She wanted to see how they would manage a "wasted trip."

Tang Yuehua shook her head.

Even if she knew Bibi Dong wasn't there, she couldn't just not go.

Their statuses were simply not on the same level; she had no right to do such a thing.

"Because I managed to correct your behavior, it caused quite a stir, and the Pope specifically asked me to teach the Saintess etiquette," Tang Yuehua explained the reason to Lu Mingchuan.

"Teach me well?" Lu Mingchuan pointed at himself.

He wasn't some kind of wicked young master, was he?

Tang Yuehua's words made Lu Mingchuan feel like he was living in a completely different script than everyone else.

Tang Yuehua nodded as if it were obvious: "You paid for my lessons for the longest time, but then suddenly stopped paying. What do you think?"

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Lu Mingchuan really shouldn't have overestimated himself.

The two of them greeted the Old Butler outside and headed toward Spirit Hall.

Upon entering Spirit Hall, they went straight to the point, heading toward the Saintess's residence in the back.

The anxious maid, who had been waiting for a long time, ushered them inside.

The Saintess had been so moody lately; it was terrifying. She hoped these two guests could calm her down and return her to the quiet, sweet, and naive Saintess she used to be.

They arrived at the door.

"Lady Saintess, the guests you were waiting for have arrived."

"Let them in."

Bibi Dong's voice drifted from inside the room.

Lu Mingchuan and Tang Yuehua exchanged a glance.

Dongzi was actually at home and hadn't gone out.

Inside the room, Bibi Dong had even made a special, last-minute effort to dress up, mimicking the style Tang Yuehua usually wore to accentuate every curve of her fine figure.

The purple-hued gown clung tightly to her skin, and in terms of her voluptuous silhouette, she was no less impressive than Tang Yuehua.

She had only slightly altered her usual style.

The entire aura she exuded was completely different.

"Saintess."

Lu Mingchun and Tang Yuehua, who had just walked in from outside, froze at the doorway upon seeing the mesmerizing Bibi Dong.

The two couldn't help but take a step back, checking repeatedly before daring to step inside again.

Is this Bibi Dong? Why are you wearing Huazi's clothes?

[My god, Dongzi, brother, why are you doing this? Acting like such a maiden.]

[Has spring arrived?]

Tang Yuehua struggled to hold back her laughter.

Lu Mingchuan's internal monologue was concise and to the point, fitting Bibi Dong's current state perfectly.

Bibi Dong, however, feigned composure and said, "Mingchuan, you're here."

What a dog of a man, she couldn't help but grumble in her heart.

Lu Mingchuan didn't reply, merely nodding politely.

He was somewhat shocked by the purple-hued attire Bibi Dong wore; it was absolutely not something she would wear nowadays.

Tang Yuehua whispered to him from behind, "How is it, Mingchuan? Isn't Lady Saintess exceptionally beautiful and alluring today?"

Caught between the gazes of the two women, Lu Mingchuan nodded.

[Huazi, isn't that a redundant question?]

[Even if Dongzi's values are a bit twisted, her features are at least straight.]

[She has beauty to go with her talent, and beauty to go with her intelligence.]

Bibi Dong's hands, hidden behind her back, clenched tightly.

Twisted values?

She had never imagined she would receive such an evaluation.

What on earth had she done to be seen as such a person in his heart?

Seeing that Bibi Dong's mood had recovered somewhat, Tang Yuehua finally stated the purpose of her visit.

"The Pope has asked me to instruct the Saintess on matters of etiquette and, incidentally, to help her find some peace of mind. Does the Saintess have the time..."

Bibi Dong felt somewhat helpless, but she had no choice but to let Tang Yuehua teach her.

Where exactly had she acted rashly? Why did she need to receive the same treatment as Lu Mingchuan, that playboy?

"Let's go. Spirit Hall has a perfect place that fits the requirements."

To ensure the lessons could proceed smoothly, the group headed toward the location Bibi Dong had mentioned.

Lu Mingchuan, not knowing why he had to tag along, looked around in boredom.

An abrupt inner voice suddenly appeared in the minds of all three of them.

(Which way is the correct direction to go in this Spirit Hall?)

(To think that I, the Grandmaster, with my lifelong reputation, would actually be cornered here by Spirit Hall.)

(But to achieve my goal, everything can be sacrificed.)

Lu Mingchuan raised an eyebrow. Is this the script that comes with the protagonist's treatment?

Even without the acting partner present, the cast had been assembled for him automatically.

If Yu Xiaogang were a bit more capable, who knows what might have happened.