Even this has directly escalated into a fight!

One is the young mistress of the Celestial Craft Workshop, and the other is the young mistress of the teahouse. Both of their statuses are equally prestigious. How could these two noble young ladies suddenly start fighting? Is it because he is too impressive? Did he directly make the two girls start fighting?

"No, no, no."

Yuchi whispered, "Xuexiang, you don’t understand. The only thing that can make two girls fight is themselves. I’m just an excuse, because I’m here now. Otherwise, even if there’s an old hen sitting next to them, they would still fight over whether boiled eggs or fried eggs are tastier."

Yuchi could see clearly whether the girls like him, respect him, or resent him in just one glance. Given the current situation, Tingyue and Yu Yao both seem to be crazily in love with him on the surface, but in reality, it’s just an excuse. Can’t you see whether they really love him?

This is what friendships look like. How could it blossom into such love with just a day or two together? Mainly, these two girls don’t have any male friends; they’ve mistaken friendship for love.

So apart from being innocent, Yuchi shouldn’t believe that it was because two pretty girls were fighting over him and he should feel proud or show off because of it.

Don’t ask him why he knows; if you ask, it’s because Qingzhu’s flirting skills are good, a result of training by Qingzhu and the disciples. He has already developed a pair of discerning eyes.

"Oh, impressive!"

Xiahou Xuexiang suddenly understood and seriously remarked, "So, is the young master like a rope, a rope for tug-of-war? They stand on both sides pulling, while the rope itself is innocent!"

"Smart!"

Yuchi looked at Xiahou Xuexiang with great emotion:

"So I can’t do anything about it. I just pretend not to know anything. They’ll curse each other until they’re exhausted, then stop. They won’t actually use knives and guns, really."

He thinks the conflict between the two girls shouldn’t be deep; they just argue and bicker with each other. Do they really want to fight? How could that be?

Could they really come to blows?

Xiahou Xuexiang understood.

With a slight gesture towards a corner two steps away.

These two girls know the ropes; they’ve run into an empty room to argue, even pushing each other back and forth and then starting... starting to fight...

Yuchi: "???"

Wow, have I been infected by Xun Xian’s Poisonous Milk trait?

Have they really started fighting?!

Have they really gotten angry?! Surely not... They were just talking, did they really come to blows? These two girls truly meant business, not just random cursing!

"..."

"Come on."

Then Yuchi poured a cup of tea, one for himself and one for Xiahou Xuexiang beside him.

They both sat here, casually watching from a distance while slowly sipping tea.

What a show!

Humorously.

At this moment, if Yuchi were to charge in, he would be ’wooden,’ so in this situation, it’s best for him to sit aside and enjoy the spectacle. It seems the conflict between these two is not just from today; let them release some steam, it should be fine.

However, just as the small room turned into a chaotic mess, everyone’s gaze in the hall had already fallen outside the door.

She’s here.

Yuan Xuan has arrived.

This mighty female Sect Leader has arrived...

In Yuchi’s mind, four words immediately popped up: "Thousand Year Ice Mountain!"

Yuan Xuan wore a long gilded dress, with embroidery of towering mountains at the chest. Her smooth long hair was coiled up, leaving a waterfall of Qingsi. Upon seeing her true icy appearance, for the first time, Yuchi felt a deep sense of resentment towards this world.

"She is on the same level as Huo Yuluo and Zong Qianqun, but she genuinely has coldness from the heart. How many years has this woman not seen a man, how many years without effect, why are her calm blue eyes so harsh? As if everyone owes her money and won’t pay it back?"

"This... can’t be, right?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"It’s too cold, after her arrival, the entire venue was instantly subdued. The once talkative masters became extraordinarily meek, even Bu Tingyue and Yu Yao, who were still fighting, tacitly released each other’s hair and quickly tidied their locks and clothes."

Yuchi clicked his tongue in wonder.

This woman is not to be trifled with. Her face, clear and beautiful, even had a hint of sorrow, her eyes filled with a sense of bewilderment towards the world, as if nothing much could attract her attention anymore. This is the typical image of an ancient immortal baby in my memory. She has seen too many things, good and bad.

She has been cultivating in Dazhun... no, in the sect for so many years, now her heart is as hard as iron, nothing can stir it anymore.

Yuchi recalled the inquiries about Yuan Xuan from the past two days. The public opinions about her are vastly different. Some say she was once a king of a country who destroyed many cities; after obtaining divine legacy, she started cultivating, still carrying countless lives under her command.