Li Chen returned straight to Lyudmila's Private Courtyard.
For him, in the Maple Leaf Fief, where there was little other entertainment, conquering these noblewomen and young ladies, each with her own distinctive charms, was the most enjoyable pastime of all.
That night, Mikhailovna tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
The next day, she first sought out her younger daughter, Lyudmila. After dismissing the attendants, she tactfully brought up what she had seen the previous night, her voice filled with concern and admonition.
After hearing her out, Lyudmila's pretty face instantly flushed scarlet, like a fully ripened apple.
She felt both ashamed and secretly excited, but remembering that she must not reveal Li Chen's identity as the Witch Ancestor, she could only offer a vague explanation. "Mother, please don't read too much into it. He has done me a great kindness, and our feelings for each other are genuine."
She tried to use their affection to soften the "scandal" in her mother's eyes.
Seeing her younger daughter defend that wizard so fiercely, Mikhailovna felt even more stifled with anger and knew she could not persuade her.
And so she sought out her eldest daughter, Olga.
Olga had always been more willful and naive than her younger sister. After hearing her mother's concerns and insinuations, she instead adopted a pious, solemn expression and said earnestly:
"Mother, how could you think such a thing? What happens between His Excellency the Wizard and me is for spreading the Witch Ancestor's glory. It is communion through a sacred ritual! Only those with filthy hearts would look upon sacred things through filthy eyes!"
Mikhailovna was so infuriated by her eldest daughter's "righteous" words, which turned black into white, that she nearly fainted!
Looking at her two daughters, who seemed to have swallowed some bewildering potion, she