After hearing Ding Songyan's answer, Twelfth Madam Luo considered it carefully and said:
"It should work.
"It's just that this method has a whiff of wickedness about it. It doesn't seem like something a Xiaoming Sect disciple would come up with..."
Feigning loyalty while working against them, blowing things out of proportion-isn't that standard practice? Why do I get the feeling that, when it comes to scheming, your level is still throwing stones at people's heads, Twelfth Madam? You may be free-spirited and clear-sighted, with a firm grasp of things, but your thinking leans toward the upright sort. You belong at the same table as Senior Sister... Ding Songyan smiled and said:
"Everyone has a different disposition. My senior sister often lectures me, saying that while I have a chivalrous heart and righteous courage, my methods are too flexible. People can easily misunderstand and sully my name."
Without giving Luo Mingyin a chance to discuss the subject, Ding Songyan asked again:
"Twelfth Madam, if there's anyone besides me you want to teach a lesson, tell me. I'll take this opportunity to do it for you."
Twelfth Madam Luo sank into thought.
"Someone I want to teach a lesson..."
After a moment, her eyes shifted, turning lively again as she emerged from her reverie. With the hint of a smile, she said:
"The people I want to teach a lesson are either beyond your ability to beat or beyond your reach." She isn't holding a grudge against some Great Grandmaster, is she? Ding Songyan didn't dare take that up and could only smile as he said:
"Then think it over some more, Twelfth Madam. I'll go get the mask."
After obtaining Twelfth Madam Luo's permission, he made his familiar way to the East Wing Room, dug out the Jade Maiden Mask