Publicly Opening at Yue Pavilion

[Yue Pavilion?]

Upon hearing Lu Mingchuan mention the etiquette school she ran, Tang Yuehua immediately pricked up her ears to listen.

She had not expected that she would actually be able to hear things about herself from his inner thoughts.

Tang Yuehua was curious to know how she, as his etiquette teacher, appeared in Lu Mingchuan's eyes.

[No way, I'm ostensibly a good-for-nothing playboy, so why do I have to come here every day to cultivate my character?]

[I'm sick of coming here every single day. What kind of teacher opens a class where the tuition from just one student is enough to live comfortably for half a lifetime?]

[Qian Daoliu, if you're feeling guilty, couldn't you find a different way? Is the Great Elder really that free? He even arranges courses for a guy like me who never cultivates.]

Qian Daoliu, the Great Elder?

Tang Yuehua was shocked to hear Lu Mingchuan's words. She knew Lu Mingchuan had a profound background, but she had never imagined it was this profound.

The Great Elder was the highest-ranking existence in the entire Spirit Hall, even a cut above the Pope.

No wonder every time she felt he was losing motivation, a mysterious person would renew Lu Mingchuan's tuition.

So that was it.

[Bad luck, my spiced melon seeds were snatched away by that vicious woman, and now I have to go to Yue Pavilion to listen to Master Tang chant while feeling heartbroken.]

[I get sleepy the moment she starts talking; even if the lecturer is a beauty, it's completely unbearable.]

[Aside from dressing a bit youthfully, she doesn't look young at all in other respects. She's on the same level as that group of old ladies next to her who are always eyeing me up.]

Lu Mingchuan, hurry up and get to class!

Master Tang will definitely chant scriptures at you until you know what a teacher's care is really like.

And claiming he was only pretending to be a playboy—look, he's exposed himself now.

He actually dared to sleep in her class and even badmouth her in his heart; she was clearly still a young maiden.

She wasn't even that much older than Lu Mingchuan.

He actually dared to group her with that bunch of sisters next to her.

Was she really that old?

"Sisters, I encountered something heartbreaking yesterday."

"Little sister, you're under our protection; who on earth is so bold?"

The good sisters before her were all filled with righteous indignation, ready to stand up for Tang Yuehua. After all, their daily tea parties had forged a real bond.

They truly couldn't understand who had the audacity to bully little sister Yuehua.

Tang Yuehua paused, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Sisters, do I really look that old? Yesterday, a brat asking for directions actually called me 'auntie'," Tang Yuehua said indignantly.

"How could that be! How could our little sister look old?"

These sisters were all speaking their honest thoughts; Tang Yuehua's face possessed the kind of collagen they all envied.

However...

A few sisters stepped forward to pin Tang Yuehua down, teasing her: "But little sister, these parts of you certainly aren't young."

With her prominent curves, she had the slender, shapely figure that even these 'old ladies' envied.

Several wandering hands reached out to pinch the parts of Tang Yuehua that they envied so much. They really didn't know how she had grown like that at such a young age; it was truly enviable.

Tang Yuehua played and wrestled with them.

As expected, there was nothing wrong with her, Tang Yuehua; the only problem was that blind brat.

The things these sisters said also left her feeling helpless.

Her figure had just grown this way on its own; how was she supposed to know why?

Why are you people envying my figure?

If you're envious, then go work out and get one yourself! Tang Yuehua thought with a radiant smile.

As they pinched and tickled her, they leaned in close, concerned about their sister's appearance.

"Have you taken a fancy to some young man? Do you want us sisters to go scout him out for you?"

It was truly rare to see Tang Yuehua like this.

She had been in Spirit City and known them for quite some time, but she had always been elegant and dignified, never once asking about others' opinions of her appearance like she did today.

Only they, as experienced women, knew that this must be a case of a heart stirred by spring, having set her sights on some young man.

"Oh, you little minx, you've actually been doing big things behind our backs."

Tang Yuehua, caught in her ticklish spots, hurriedly begged for mercy, "No, how would I dare hide anything from you sisters?"

Two fists were no match for four hands; Tang Yuehua could only be mercilessly teased by them.

[I'm exhausted. Why can't this Yue Pavilion be built closer to Spirit Hall?]

Hearing Lu Mingchuan's voice, Tang Yuehua wanted to stand up.

[Knock, knock, knock... The playboy you ordered has arrived.]

With a loud bang, the wooden door they had tightly bolted swung open, the latch rolling across the floor with a clatter.

"In broad daylight, under the bright sun, you..."

Lu Mingchuan, maintaining his playboy persona, had kicked the Yue Pavilion's doors wide open.

Stunned by the scene before him, he cut his words short, picked up the wooden latch, and pulled the door shut behind him.

"Sorry... my apologies... I didn't know you were... I'll take my leave."

Inside, the disheveled group scrambled apart, their faces flushed with shame.

Lu Mingchuan remained crouching by the doorway.

The old steward had already returned to the manor, but since attending class was his duty, he was now forced to wait awkwardly outside for them to clean up the mess.

[I didn't expect this, I really didn't.]

[Isn't Tang Yuehua supposed to be devoted to her high-minded ideals? How did her orientation change after coming to Spirit City?]

[In the middle of the day, with the door bolted, having an orgy at Yue Pavilion...]

[The world is degenerating, and moral standards are not what they used to be.]

Bibi Dong, having just returned to her residence as the Saintess of Spirit Hall, was startled, dropping the spoils she had confiscated from Lu Mingchuan all over the floor.

What the hell? An orgy at Yue Pavilion...

Bibi Dong listened, bewildered, to the inner voice that had been calm for a long while before suddenly bursting into complaints.

A look of realization soon dawned on her face.

"So it's that good-for-nothing Tang Yuehua who left the Clear Sky Sect. But why do the words Lu Mingchuan uses become incomprehensible when strung together?"

Bibi Dong crunched down hard on a melon seed; that bastard only ever said half of what he meant, leaving her feeling unsettled.

Yet, thinking of Lu Mingchuan being pestered by those female hooligans, Bibi Dong wore a look of satisfaction.

Lu Mingchuan, so you have days like this too? Didn't you want to be a playboy? Why are you backing down when it's time to actually perform?

The Yue Pavilion opened by Tang Yuehua had actually made significant contributions to the stability of Spirit City.

Being able to soothe hostility was an incredibly important asset in Spirit City; after all, it was filled with spirit masters, and conflicts and friction were the norm. It was precisely thanks to Tang Yuehua that there was much less noisy bickering here.

Moreover, being able to hear Lu Mingchuan's assessments of everyone was incredibly advantageous for her. It allowed her to clearly distinguish friend from foe, or determine who was worth cultivating a deep relationship with.

Everything could be orchestrated around this.

The only thing that annoyed her was that this guy liked to mix in his own subjective impressions, which gave her a massive headache.

As for Yu Xiaogang's inner voice?

Just a stray dog on the side of the road.