Yu Yao is quite worried now: "Tingyue, isn’t he your brother? Aren’t you concerned about him at all? Shouldn’t you go over and take a look? At the very least, they’ve been trapped behind the barrier for a long time, and we haven’t got any news!"

Bu Tingyue’s forehead had a slight sheen of sweat: "He is indeed my brother, but don’t you always call him Yuchi brother? Isn’t this the time for you to step up, go over, and talk to Grand Master Yuanxuan, to see if you can rescue Yuchi brother."

Yu Yao was slightly embarrassed: "I’m scared."

Bu Tingyue: "Am I not scared too?!"

The two of them involuntarily fell silent, really feeling afraid. Yuan Xuan is completely unreadable, as cold and unchanging as an old iceberg for millennia, like licking the tongue on the iceberg and getting stuck to it—frost was even forming on the ice.

In this situation, how could one even approach? One represents the Celestial Craft Workshop, the other represents the tea house in Cuncha City, both with complicated relationships backing them, not something you can just stand up to.

"So now we can only watch helplessly as Yuchi brother falls into a state of death?" Yu Yao couldn’t help but ask.

"No, Yuchi brother is still quite charismatic; maybe he can survive under Sect Leader Yuan Xuan’s hands?" Bu Tingyue answered.

What does "maybe" mean... Yu Yao felt a mix of emotions: "There’s no other way; we can only hope Yuchi brother is alright and wish him well."

Yu Yao and Bu Tingyue whispered in conversation, as did others elsewhere in Danyue Tower.

Bu Huoran was already standing in the corner with the Shopkeeper of Danyue Tower, who was extremely worried. This was their Danyue Tower, his life’s work, and now how did the people from Celestial Craft Workshop suddenly become associated with Yuan Xuan? Had there been some earlier incident not communicated to him?

"No worries, he is Tingyue’s brother. Although he’s young, he handles things very well. So, Shopkeeper, you can rest assured; there should be no problem. Even if, in the end, there really is a problem and your Danyue Tower gets dismantled, we here at Celestial Craft Workshop promise to build another one for you."

Bu Huoran said with a smile.

The Shopkeeper of Danyue Tower was rendered speechless, his eyes wide as he looked at Bu Huoran, originally wanting to say many things but now all stifled within.

Meanwhile, Bu Huoran’s gaze turned towards Yuan Xuan and Yuchi’s direction. Honestly, she felt uneasy; one reason for calling Yuchi over was to see if they could get a word in with Yuan Xuan, but the underlying reason was more concealed and unrelated to Yuan Xuan.

Yes, Yuan Xuan had been pre-judged by others; she came looking for Kui Sheng, but with high standards, could not be easily satisfied in the end.

Thus, in such a rare gathering of various forces, people didn’t just focus on Yuan Xuan. Everyone pretended their presence was for Yuan Xuan, but in reality, this was a business social event. Not only Bu Huoran thought this way; all the guests attending shared this view.

So Bu Huoran brought Yuchi over, partly for Yuan Xuan, but mainly because there were many business partners around, wanting Yuchi to represent them and hold the event together.

Though unwilling, Celestial Craft Workshop couldn’t have no reliable male figure at the gathering.

As Tingyue’s brother, Yuchi certainly carries status, providing future subtle support, making it easier for Bu Huoran to handle affairs.

"So, he probably has no problems, right? After all the time observing Yuchi, the possibility of him failing here is small. Not to mention, he belongs to a sect; despite Yuan Xuan’s power, would she casually kill a minor sect uncle? That wouldn’t be good either!"

"Moreover, Yuchi is visibly one of our Celestial Craft Workshop people and Tingyue’s brother. Would Yuan Xuan really dare to directly oppose us?"

"Unlikely."

Bu Huoran hesitated but retained some confidence. She was sure Yuan Xuan’s powerful cultivation wasn’t built on connections but her own efforts, meaning she wouldn’t make mistakes on crucial matters.

She clapped her hands, hoping Yuchi was well.

The Shopkeeper looked at Bu Huoran’s demeanor, blood boiling, thinking helplessly: After going around in circles, aren’t you Bu Huoran still quite uneasy!

At this moment, the barrier finally dissolved, drawing everyone’s gaze to that place, unable to discern anything.

Yuan Xuan and Yuchi looked the same as before their confinement.

At this moment, they sat properly at opposite sides of the table. No one knew Yuchi had touched her long legs, neither knew he kneaded her shoulders, and even less knew Yuchi discreetly pocketed five million in silver while remaining unchanged, Yuchi smiling faintly, while Yuan Xuan appeared as cold as ever.