Chapter 472: Chapter 132: I Don’t Know What a Grandmaster Means, Because I Am a Grandmaster_2

"Tsk!"

Listening to all these voices of flattery.

Ye Liuyun couldn’t help but click his tongue—he thought he could make some easy money here.

Who would’ve known, these guys wimped out so damn quick.

With guts like that, how the hell can you call yourselves rich playboys?

Not bothering to hide his disdainful glance, Ye Liuyun just turned and walked off—not about to waste his time on these people. If he’s got a minute to spare, it’s better spent learning something useful.

Might as well go see what that Mei Ji has up her sleeve.

"Whew!"

Only after Ye Liuyun left did those voices of flattery gradually fade away.

A lot of people looked visibly relieved.

"That’s a relief!"

"I thought something bad was about to happen."

"Seriously, my old man told me if I ever piss off Lord Ye out in public, he’d beat me half to death!"

"What a coincidence—my dad said the exact same thing!"

"Forget it, forget it, nothing’s working out today. We’ll come back some other time!"

Honestly, it’s not like they’re all that obsessed with Mei Ji.

At least they still know who’s off-limits, and who they can afford to mess with.

...

Soon enough.

Inside Mei Ji’s room.

After all, not your run-of-the-mill brothel girl—Mei Ji’s room in the Imperial Music Bureau was actually pretty damn nice.

By the time Ye Liuyun arrived—

Mei Ji was already sitting at the table, with a spread of fancy dishes laid out.

Seeing Ye Liuyun come in, Mei Ji gracefully got up to greet him.

"Lord Ye, you’ve finally come—ever since last time, your image has been stuck in my mind and I just can’t shake it off!"

By the end of her line—

Mei Ji even pretended to act all shy and lowered her gaze.

If you didn’t already know who Mei Ji actually was, bring in some other young guy and he’d probably be blushing like an idiot by now.

After seating Ye Liuyun down at the table, Mei Ji proactively poured him a cup of wine.

"I hope Lord Ye won’t mind!"

"With a beauty in front of me, what’s there to mind?"

Ye Liuyun just smiled nonchalantly.

If Mei Ji wants to put on a show, he’s got time to kill anyway. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Mei Ji was playing it cool—not rushing into her real agenda, topping off Ye Liuyun’s glass, making small talk as if nothing else mattered.

The atmosphere was surprisingly pleasant.

Right up until—!

"Lord Ye, is it true that our Great Qian has a Land Immortal?"

The rumor that Yan Fuhai is a Land Immortal is everywhere.

But without seeing it for herself, Mei Ji still wanted the inside scoop.

"Of course it’s true!"

Holding his wine cup, Ye Liuyun answered lazily, completely at ease.

"I was there that day—a Land Immortal, you know? Wave a hand and summon clouds, flip the palm and cast rain—unreal strength!"

By the end of his sentence, Ye Liuyun grew a touch sentimental himself.

But then again—

Since he’s witnessed it himself, Ye Liuyun’s only more motivated. If Yan Fuhai could become a Land Immortal, why can’t he?

If Yan Fuhai found a shortcut, could Liuyun find one too?

Everyone’s cheating the system, and his cheat code is probably even safer—won’t have those ugly side effects Yan Fuhai has, even as a Land Immortal.

"This..."

With Ye Liuyun’s confirmation—

Mei Ji’s expression suddenly grew heavy.

A Land Immortal, for real?

If that’s true, do any of us actually stand a chance at revenge?

All the remnants of Qingshui Pavilion put together couldn’t so much as scratch a Land Immortal—let alone get revenge.

Thinking that—

Mei Ji’s face turned several shades darker.

"What—is it too hopeless and you want to quit?"

Looking at Mei Ji like this, Ye Liuyun smiled, eyes glinting with amusement as he teased her.

"Quit? Not a chance! Even if I have to die, I’ll get revenge for Sister Liu!"

Give up?

Hearing that word, Mei Ji shot back instantly without a hint of courtesy.

Ever since arriving in Great Qian, never once did Mei Ji think of quitting—if she fails and dies on the way, it’ll still be worth it, at least to her.

But—!

Just as she finished, something clicked for Mei Ji, and she snapped to attention.

"How do you—"

Her eyes sharpened, staring straight at Ye Liuyun.

"You mean, how do I know?"

Meeting Mei Ji’s sudden glare,

Ye Liuyun’s smile didn’t budge in the slightest.

Still grinning, he replied:

"You seriously underestimate the Embroidered Uniform Guard’s intel network, Mei Mengzhu."

The moment Ye Liuyun said her real name, Mei Ji realized—he really does know everything.

Is the Embroidered Uniform Guard’s intelligence network really that terrifying?

She’d heard the rumors, but never seen it in action herself. Mei Ji was confident about her secret, never thought Ye Liuyun could dig up everything.

"Relax, it’s not as dramatic as you think—I found out just a few days ago."

"I mean, a mid-stage Innate martial artist coming to the Imperial Music Bureau as a courtesan? Weird as hell, right? So I had someone check it out. Didn’t expect they’d actually find something!"

Ye Liuyun spelled it out clearly.

But Mei Ji’s face instantly took a turn for the worse.

He even figured out her cultivation realm?

Mei Ji thought she’d covered her tracks well, but turns out Ye Liuyun had already seen through it the very first time they met.