He guessed what had happened.
Tang Yuehua didn't understand why Bibi Dong had called this disciple over.
After all, yesterday's display hadn't exactly been a case of a turtle meeting a mung bean. That vicious Groin Kick wasn't something you'd expect from anyone but a sworn enemy of over a decade.
And this gentler approach was something she had truly never seen before.
Could Yu Xiaogang's protagonist halo really be that powerful? Could it even change someone who had been calling for his blood yesterday, making her pave the way for him and dote on him?
Lu Mingchuan could naturally tell this was Bibi Dong's arrangement.
But judging by his usual way of thinking, Bibi Dong must be hiding some wicked little scheme.
Whenever he'd followed the script before, he'd kept starting over in the places he liked to mess around, and that was why he hadn't completed a single script.
Like making Ten-Year Lone Bamboo absorb a fifty-year Soul Ring condensed by Gangzi.
Or fashioning a wooden stopper for Luo Sanpao, so it couldn't use its Martial Soul Soul Skill.
He'd done plenty of fun things like that. Aside from derailing the plot, they'd done nothing to help him complete the script.
So when he saw the disciple Bibi Dong had arranged, the first thing he thought of was all the things he'd done.
But then he thought it over. What could Bibi Dong, that sweet, innocent Saintess, possibly do? That Groin Kick was probably the limit of her wickedness.
Bibi Dong noticed Lu Mingchuan's gaze and returned it with a sweet smile.
She refused to believe that someone who'd embarrassed himself in front of his target could have the nerve to show his face again.
The disciple she'd arranged was still hugging Yu Xiaogang's leg. With tears in her eyes and her rolls of flesh trembling, she said,
"It's your theories that saved my weak and fragile heart."
"Really..."
Yu Xiaogang found the disciple before him more and more pleasing to the eye.
It was like finding a noisy voice in a place of low hills and foul waters.
Cuihua began to recount her experiences with great feeling.
"My Martial Soul is a stomach. It's because of this Martial Soul that I developed such a huge frame at such a young age."
She paused again and wiped her nose on Yu Xiaogang's trouser leg.
"But that one sentence of yours opened my eyes. It isn't the Martial Soul that's at fault—it's me."
Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction, like a teacher.
It seemed his Martial Soul Theory really had struck a chord with people.
"So... I collected this morning dew for you. It has healing properties. Please drink it."
A little conceited, he didn't think much of it and downed it in one go, taking it as a kind gesture from an adoring fan.
The only drawback was that this fan was a little large.
While Yu Xiaogang was drinking it all without spilling a drop, Cuihua made an all-clear gesture to Bibi Dong.
The mastermind, Bibi Dong, simply nodded.
[As expected of Dongzi.]
[I didn't know you were this wicked, too. You really are a naturally evil little brat from Spirit Hall.]
Bibi Dong was deeply indignant.
What did he mean, naturally evil?
She was only trying to prove she wasn't sweet and innocent, that was all. She wished this man wouldn't read so much into it.
Lu Mingchuan stared intently at Yu Xiaogang, who had finished drinking.
He guessed that Bibi Dong, already skilled in underhanded tricks, had drugged Gangzi with knockout drops, planning to seize the chance to make him a eunuch.
[If you want to make Gangzi a eunuch, just send him to the imperial court of Star Luo or Heaven Dou. There's no need to go to all this trouble.]
[You went to all this effort over a few dumplings just to get some vinegar. You really don't mind making things hard for yourself.]
[Besides, he's the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect. You're ruining his chance to carry on the family line.]
"What Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect?"
Bibi Dong curled her lip in disdain.
She'd heard Lu Mingchuan's inner thoughts mention it once before, but she hadn't thought much of it.
She knew how the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect had been treated before he turned six. As the sect master's son, he'd been doted on.
How could someone who'd been the center of everyone's attention be compared to the coward in front of her, who didn't even dare reveal his Martial Soul when he was beaten?
Besides, who wanted Yu Xiaogang to become a eunuch?
What she wanted was for Xiaogang to be so humiliated that he'd never dare appear in front of her again.
She'd already seen yesterday how tenacious he was. She knew physical damage wouldn't work on him, so she wanted to try one of those unorthodox methods the maids had told her about.
The medicine she'd just told Cuihua to use was Galloping Torrent.
Afraid it wouldn't work on Yu Xiaogang, she'd specifically told Cuihua to use a dose that could easily affect even a Soul Beast.
Right, it'd be best to keep her distance now.
"Mingchuan, Yuehua, let's give this disciple and Yu Xiaogang some space," Bibi Dong said. Afterward, she exchanged a look with Cuihua, signaling her to leave as well.
The two didn't know what Bibi Dong was up to.
But seeing how solemn she looked, they followed her.
She led them around another corner and looked toward Yu Xiaogang.
After waiting a while, she looked over in confusion. "Why hasn't Cuihua left yet?"
[Leave? You're the real expert here, Bibi Dong.]
[Now Gangzi's going to return to the Blue Sky Tyrant Sect and spend his nights singing and carousing again.]
Tang Yuehua and Bibi Dong looked over in puzzlement.
They saw Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red, his hands tugging at his clothes as he went around asking for kisses.
Cuihua, with her face full of rolls of flesh, held Yu Xiaogang up with a smile. She played along with his enthusiasm, then asked with feigned concern, "Grandmaster, what's wrong?"
Then, as the three watched in a daze,
she swept Yu Xiaogang up in a bridal carry and vanished from their sight in less than five seconds.
Watching Cuihua's eager, lustful manner, Bibi Dong couldn't help realizing that she'd switched the Galloping Torrent she'd given her for Bewildering Passion.
Tang Yuehua covered her face and chuckled. "Spirit Hall really does have a bold and uninhibited culture."
The truth was plain as day. There was no need to explain anything.
Lu Mingchuan nodded along with Tang Yuehua.
Gangzi had even gotten himself a Tiger Tank.
How had these two ended up following this script? The male lead had been abducted by a female hooligan, and the culprit was the heroine herself.
Bibi Dong smiled sheepishly. "You heard her, too. That disciple acted that way because she was infatuated with Yu Xiaogang. It doesn't represent Spirit Hall."
She'd only asked the maid to pick someone suitable from among the disciples to drug Yu Xiaogang. She'd never imagined things would turn out like this.
"Forget it. Let's not disturb Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's good time," Lu Mingchuan said righteously.
If the people beside him hadn't seen the teasing smile tugging at his lips, they might really have taken him for the righteous one.
Tang Yuehua clapped her hands lightly.
"That's enough. Let my domain wash our eyes and calm everyone down."
After witnessing Yu Xiaogang asking Cuihua for a kiss, she felt her eyes needed washing.
It was a pity she hadn't had any chance to appear and prove herself. She'd have to save that for another time.
Meanwhile, at Cuihua's place,
a figure rushed inside in a frenzy, shaking the earth as she shut the door.
After quite a while, a furious curse came from inside.
"What the hell? It's only been this long?"
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