[Moonlight Pavilion?]
Tang Yuehua perked up as soon as she heard Lu Mingchuan mention the etiquette school she ran.
She had never imagined she could hear him talk about her in his mind, too.
Tang Yuehua wanted to know what her student thought of her.
[Seriously? I act like a useless, spoiled rich kid in public, so why do I have to practice self-cultivation every day?]
[I'm sick of coming here day after day. What teacher's class can support them for most of their life with just one student?]
[Qian Daoliu, if you feel guilty, can you stop making it my problem? Does the Great Enshrined have nothing better to do than arrange lessons for a guy like me who never cultivates?]
Qian Daoliu? The Great Enshrined?
Tang Yuehua's face filled with shock as she listened to Lu Mingchuan. She knew he came from a powerful background, but she had never imagined it was this powerful.
The Great Enshrined was the most prominent figure in all of Spirit Hall, even a level above the pope.
No wonder a mysterious person always renewed Lu Mingchuan's tuition whenever she was short on motivation.
So that was how it was.
[Just my luck. That wicked woman stole my spiced melon seeds, and now I have to go to Moonlight Pavilion in a wounded mood and listen to Master Tang chant sutras.]
[Listening to lectures makes me sleepy. I can't stand it even when the lecturer's a beauty.]
[Aside from dressing young, she doesn't look young anywhere else. She's just like those old aunties beside her who keep drooling over me.]
Lu Mingchuan, get to class!
Master Tang would chant sutras at him until he learned what a teacher's care felt like.
And he said he was only pretending to be a spoiled rich kid? Well, now he'd let the truth slip.
He actually dared to sleep through her class and insult her in his mind. She was still a young woman!
She wasn't even much older than Lu Mingchuan.
And he'd lumped her in with the older ladies beside her.
Was she really that old?
"Sisters, something happened yesterday that broke my heart."
"Little sister, you're under our protection. Who was bold enough to do that?"
Her good friends were all up in arms on Tang Yuehua's behalf. Their daily tea parties had made them as close as sisters.
They couldn't imagine who would dare bully their dear Yuehua.
Tang Yuehua paused, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Sisters, do I really look old? Yesterday, some young man who stopped to ask for directions called me 'Auntie.'" Tang Yuehua complained indignantly.
"How could that be? How could you look old?"
Her friends were being sincere. Tang Yuehua's face had the firm, youthful skin they all envied.
It was just that...
A few of them grabbed Tang Yuehua and teased her. "But these parts of you aren't young at all."
Her generous curves were the figure all the older ladies envied.
A few wandering hands pinched the parts of Tang Yuehua's body they envied. How had someone so young grown like that? It was enough to make anyone jealous.
Tang Yuehua playfully tussled with them.
See? There was nothing wrong with her. The problem was that blind brat.
Her friends' words left her helpless.
Her figure had simply grown that way. How was she supposed to know why?
Why were they all envying her figure?
If you're jealous, go work out and get one yourselves! Tang Yuehua thought with a radiant smile.
A few of them pinched and tickled her, then pressed close to their friend, who clearly cared about her looks.
"Have you taken a liking to some young man? Want us sisters to find out more about him?"
It was rare to see Tang Yuehua act like this.
She had lived in Spirit City and known them for quite some time, yet she had always been graceful and composed. She had never once asked anyone what they thought of her looks.
Only those who had been through it themselves would recognize the signs. She must have fallen for someone and taken an interest in some young man.
"You little minx. You've been keeping a big secret from your sisters!"
Tang Yuehua, held fast as they tickled her, hurriedly pleaded, "No, I wouldn't dare hide anything from you, sisters."
One pair of fists couldn't beat four hands. Tang Yuehua could only let them have their way with her.
[I'm exhausted. Why couldn't Moonlight Pavilion have been built near Spirit Hall?]
Tang Yuehua heard Lu Mingchuan's voice and tried to get up.
[Knock, knock, knock... Your spoiled rich kid has arrived!]
With a bang, the wooden door they had shut tight burst open. The bolt clattered across the floor.
"In broad daylight, under the clear heavens, you..."
Lu Mingchuan had been keeping up his spoiled-rich-kid act. He kicked open the door to Moonlight Pavilion.
The sight before him stunned him. He stopped mid-sentence, picked up the wooden bolt, then closed the door.
"Sorry... Sorry... I didn't know you were... I'll come back later."
The disheveled women inside immediately scattered, all of them blushing.
Lu Mingchuan was still crouched outside the door.
The Old Butler had already returned to the residence, but Lu Mingchuan still had to attend class. So all he could do was awkwardly wait outside while they sorted themselves out.
[I never would've guessed. I really never would've guessed.]
[Wasn't Tang Yuehua obsessed with getting the Sky of Genshin? How did she change her preferences after coming to Spirit City?]
[In broad daylight, with the door bolted, getting up to no good at Moonlight Pavilion...]
[Morals are in decline, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be.]
Bibi Dong had just returned to the Saintess's residence in Spirit Hall when she was startled. The spoils she'd seized from Lu Mingchuan spilled from her hands and hit the floor.
What the hell? Getting up to no good at Moonlight Pavilion...
Bibi Dong listened to Lu Mingchuan's inner voice, quiet for a while before suddenly launching into another rant. Her face was blank with confusion.
Then realization dawned on her.
"So it's that useless Tang Yuehua who left the Clear Sky Sect. But why do the words Lu Mingchuan said turn into gibberish when you put them together?"
Bibi Dong crunched her melon seeds between her teeth. That bastard never said more than half of what he meant, leaving her hanging.
But when she thought of Lu Mingchuan being pestered by a bunch of female hooligans, a satisfied smile spread across her face.
So this was your day, Lu Mingchuan. Weren't you eager to act like a spoiled rich kid? Why back out when it was time to follow through?
The Moonlight Pavilion Tang Yuehua ran had also made important contributions to Spirit City's stability.
It could temper violent impulses, which was vital in Spirit City. Soul Masters were everywhere, and clashes were commonplace. Thanks to Tang Yuehua, there were far fewer noisy quarrels.
And she could even hear Lu Mingchuan's opinions of everyone.
That was useful information for her. It would help her tell friend from foe and decide who was worth getting close to.
She could build all her plans around it.
The only irritating thing was that he liked to mix his own biases into his thoughts, making her head spin.
And Yu Xiaogang's inner thoughts?
Just some nobody on the roadside.
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