Chapter 303 - 303 282 A Sense of Danger

Chapter 303: Chapter 282: A Sense of Danger Chapter 303: Chapter 282: A Sense of Danger About Su Ziyue’s actions and conversation after he left, Chen Yuan knew nothing. As soon as he stepped out of the room, he waved directly to the old madam guarding not far from the door.

The old madam, with her still-charming figure, hurried over to Chen Yuan, with a hint of suspicion on her face, she silently pondered, “Why is Chen Yuan leaving so soon?

Isn’t it true that the higher the martial arts cultivation, the longer one can last?”

Her guess flashed by, and the old madam put on a smile:

“Chen Yuan, was everything satisfactory with Miss Wu’s service?”

“Barely acceptable,” he replied casually. Chen Yuan then asked, “Where are the people who came with me earlier?”

“Do you mean Patrol Envoy Yue and the others?”

“Mhm.”

“They’re currently being taken care of by Miss Chun, Xia, and Qiu,” the old madam said with a laugh, covering her face with her fan.

“Weren’t they not receiving guests?”

“Look at what you’re saying, they don’t take other guests, but how could we not receive the people brought by Chen Yuan himself? Moreover, Patrol Envoy Yue and the others are quite straightforward in their dealings, so naturally, the likes of Miss Chun Mei would not refuse.”

Chen Yuan nodded, the madam’s words were somewhat different from what Yue Shan had said earlier; it seemed that Su Ziyue had indeed influenced them, that woman’s tactics were truly inexhaustible.

“Tell them to hurry up, say I’m waiting for them downstairs.”

After saying that, Chen Yuan headed directly down the stairs and found a vacant spot to enjoy the sight of some Tingyu Pavilion girls dancing gracefully.

“Ah, I shall go right away…”

About a quarter of an hour later, Yue Shan and the others, all neatly dressed, walked out one after another, their complexions rosy and healthy looking.

For these rough martial artists, there were only a few pastimes, and visiting brothels was perfectly normal. Otherwise, where else could they vent their excess energy?

“My lord.”

“My lord.”

The group bowed with cupped fists.

“Let’s go.”

Chen Yuan swept his gaze around, pausing briefly on the door of Su Ziyue’s room before turning to leave. Yue Shan and the others did not notice anything unusual,

and even felt a closer kinship with Chen Yuan.

While Chen Yuan had always been extraordinarily good to them, they had never visited a brothel together before; it was a different feeling, and now their wish had been fulfilled.

But they wondered why the lord had only stayed for such a short time.

To ensure they were not looked down upon, some of them had deliberately stayed for a while…

Upon leaving the entrance of Tingyu Pavilion, Yue Shan moved closer to Chen Yuan and shared a naive joke with a chuckle. Afterward, he sighed softly and added:

“My lord, do you think those women lead a hard life in the brothel?”

After giving Yue Shan a look, Chen Yuan asked, “Do you find your daily martial practice and body refinement hard?”

“Of course, it’s hard. Look, my lord, my hands are all calloused,” Yue Shan said, spreading out his large palm to show Chen Yuan the deep yellow callouses.

Chen Yuan responded, “It’s similar for them; they develop callouses from overuse as well. What do you think, is that hard?”

Yue Shan: “???”

Zhao Beishan: “???”

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Leaving aside the issue of Chen Yuan preparing to pack up and leave, elsewhere, upon perceiving Chen Yuan’s departure from Tingyu Pavilion, Su Ziyue stepped out of the room with a composed expression.

She looked around and, seeing the old madam approaching, she waved her hand, causing a ripple in the air, and it seemed as if an odd sensation filled the hearts and spirits of the madam and others.

The next moment, Su Ziyue’s figure slowly vanished, and the old madam, as well as some of the brothel girls who had seen both Su Ziyue and ‘Wu Gang,’ simultaneously appeared perplexed.

It was as if someone had pulled a memory out of them, leaving them briefly bewildered.

But soon they were influenced by the fast-paced environment inside Tingyu Pavilion again, each attending to their own guests, with no one remembering ‘Wu Gang’s’ existence. They would only know Tingyu Pavilion housed Miss Chun, Xia, and Qiu Mei…

As for Yue Shan and the rest, they would only recall that Chen Yuan was served for a while by a girl whose name they couldn’t remember, unable to conjure up the woman’s appearance.

After Su Ziyue left Tingyu Pavilion, her next appearance was at the Shen Family!

At that moment.

Shen Yanshu, dressed in a blue long gown, was propping her chin with her hands. The lantern light happened to fall on the table. Today, she was dressed very beautifully, with light makeup on her fair and bright face.

Her hair was pinned up in the style of a married woman, with a phoenix hairpin inserted on top.

She knew that Chen Yuan liked this kind of outfit, especially when her hair was pinned up, that demure yet inviting look could move Chen Yuan’s heart. She even suspected that he might have some special fancy.

When she asked him, he would mumble something about carrying on the aspirations of the Prime Minister.

And when they were engaged in that act, Chen Yuan never spoke outright; he always conveyed it in other ways. Most of the time she understood, but once she inadvertently heard him mutter something about a ‘Emperor Wen of Wei,’ which left her truly confused.

Was there a dynasty named ‘Wei’ in this world?

(Book friends who do not understand can look up the name of Emperor Wen of Wei.)

The room was beautifully decorated. Shen Yanshu took a look around and unconsciously pursed her lips. After several interactions, she not only didn’t resist those intimate acts,

but found them to be pleasurable for both body and soul.

Because of this, she had ordered her maid, Xiaoyu, to leave every day, just to give Chen Yuan some space.

Chen Yuan was about to leave, and she was aware of it. Chen Yuan had not hidden it from her, and deep down she, too, wanted to follow him, but never knew how to bring it up.

After all, what was her status?

Chen Yuan had never clarified it, leaving her status quite awkward, and besides, she didn’t want to just be a decorative vase, she truly wanted to be of help to Chen Yuan.

Unfortunately, her current cultivation was too weak…

With a melancholic sigh, Shen Yanshu’s gaze lingered distantly ahead.

Her aspirations had once been set on martial arts, and she had no desire for romantic entanglements, but everything seemed to have changed since meeting Chen Yuan, and although she was reluctant to admit it, the fact was right before her eyes.

At the same time, after closer interaction these past days, she understood that Chen Yuan shared a similar disposition, never wishing to be held back by romantic affairs,

spending most of the day immersed in rigorous cultivation.

She even felt that Chen Yuan had an extraordinary yearning for power, an urgent desire to possess even greater strength.

Wasn’t his current status enough?

As she pondered, the room door was blown open by a gust of cold wind. Shen Yanshu was about to close it when her expression suddenly tightened as if sensing something; she quickly drew a long sword from under the table, turned sharply, and saw a languid woman sitting on a wooden stool.

The woman’s red dress outlined a captivating figure, supremely seductive, with fair and flawless skin revealing a faint blush, long lashes trembling slightly,

and clear, enchanting eyes mixed with charm. Her thin red lips were as delicate and beguiling as the petals of a rose.

A beauty that could topple empires!

With just one look, Shen Yanshu’s heart gave an exceptionally high evaluation to the woman before her.

Even though she herself was not lacking in beauty, she paled in comparison to the woman before her.

“Who are you, and why trespass into the Shen Family’s residence?”

Taking a deep breath, Shen Yanshu challenged the woman before her with her sword.

The woman in the red dress was naturally Su Ziyue. She glanced at Shen Yanshu with an unconcerned look and said,

“My surname is Su, and I am here to bring you an opportunity.”

“Opportunity,” Shen Yanshu frowned slightly, speaking coldly,

“I don’t need it. Please leave immediately.”

As if expecting Shen Yanshu’s response, Su Ziyue said softly,

“I am friends with Chen Yuan.”

She hadn’t lied to Shen Yanshu; honestly, having Chen Yuan as her friend was already ‘reaching above her station.’

Hearing the man’s name come from the lips of the woman before her, Shen Yanshu’s face changed imperceptibly, “How did you find this place?”

“What do you think?”

“Why should I believe you?” Shen Yanshu countered.

Su Ziyue’s eyes flickered, having anticipated this, she took out the ‘Heavenly Book’ Jade Mirror, waved it lightly, and immediately, an image appeared in the void.

It was the scene of her previous conversation with Chen Yuan.

However, under her manipulation, no sound was emitted.

Shocked, Shen Yanshu couldn’t help but watch, considering these methods legendary, uncertain if they were a rewind or a capture…

Regardless of what it was, it was beyond her comprehension.

The woman before her, her strength, was probably something Shen Yanshu would have to look up to.

After casually inspecting the scene, Shen Yanshu slowly sheathed her sword back in its scabbard. Even though there was no sound, she could still discern that there was a profound relationship between Chen Yuan and this stunningly beautiful woman.

He’d even accepted some items from her, and their behavior towards each other was… somewhat intimate.

These images were deliberately selected by Su Ziyue using the Heavenly Book, and as Shen Yanshu sheathed her sword, Su Ziyue promptly put the Jade Mirror away, biting her lip slightly:

“Do you believe me now?”

“You mentioned an opportunity for me, what is it?” Shen Yanshu asked calmly, sitting opposite Su Ziyue. Although she had witnessed Chen Yuan’s relationship with the woman before her,

she still did not let down her guard.

“Chen Yuan’s natural talent is astonishing, his strength exceptional. Even now, the gap between you two has become irreparable. How long do you think you can remain by his side?”

Su Ziyue didn’t mention the opportunity but instead countered with a question.

“Miss Su is perhaps being a little too forward…”

“I observe you’re not the kind to be content as a caged bird, but as the gap between you widens, even if neither of you want to admit it,

eventually, you’ll just become an inconsequential accessory.”

“What exactly are you trying to say?”

Something in Su Ziyue’s words hit home for Shen Yanshu, stirring a sense of disturbance in her. She could accept if Chen Yuan never married her, but she could not bear to be reduced to a canary whose sole purpose was to gratify Chen Yuan in the bedroom.

“Cultivation. As long as you can catch up to Chen Yuan’s cultivation level, no… even just drawing close can change the dynamics between you, and after all, you do have the means.”

“The Phoenix Marrow Spirit Body isn’t just any * physiognomy; it is a rare kind of spiritual body. With higher cultivation, you might even refine the Phoenix Marrow Origin from within yourself or from nature,

and then you would truly be able to help Chen Yuan.”

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Just a note, this isn’t a tale of multiple female leads, but there will be some supporting roles, because, let’s face it, even if the story steers into adult territory you can’t always just be all talk, right?

The protagonist will continue to be resolute and composed as always…