I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 130 I Don’t Care if You’re an Immortal Emperor, Take Off Your Shoes!
With that, Li Zhiyan bowed deeply.
It was not a shallow gesture. It was a full, deliberate lowering of her head... an unmistakable sign of submission.
This was the most straightforward path Li Zhiyan could devise to secure Lin Feng’s attention.
Closeness bred familiarity. Familiarity bred influence.
If she can get close to him, saw him daily, assisted him personally, and gradually entered his sphere of trust, her position would solidify naturally.
It was far more effective than sending gifts or making distant diplomatic gestures.
Proximity created bonds whether intentional or not.
And bonds created leverage.
As long as Lin Feng acknowledged her presence and allowed her to remain by his side, the Li Matriarch would naturally assume that Li Zhiyan had fulfilled her assigned duty.
For Li Zhiyan, that alone made this gamble worthwhile.
Her mother’s safety outweighed her own pride.
Still... she was not naïve.
Living under the same roof as a man like Lin Feng carried risks.
She understood very well how the world worked.
A woman voluntarily placing herself in a man’s courtyard under the banner of service left much open to interpretation.
If one day he decided to claim more than obedience... if he asked her to warm his bed or fulfill duties beyond diplomacy...
Her fingers subtly tightened at her sides.
She would cross that bridge when she arrived at it.
There was no point tormenting herself with shadows of the future.
If that moment came, she would make her decision then... just as she had made this one now.
This world was not gentle.
Lin Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly.
There was something profoundly unnatural about the scene. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
He observed her carefully. Even while bowing, her spine remained straight.
Her aura was restrained, but not diminished.
The pride within her was not gone... it was merely hidden.
A woman like this did not bend easily.
There was arrogance carved into her bones, confidence refined through years of status and admiration.
Women of her caliber would rather die than willingly reduce themselves to subservience.
And yet she was doing exactly that.
"Strange... very strange indeed," Lin Feng thought calmly.
Without shifting his expression, he quietly extended his divine sense.
In an instant, the hidden currents surrounding her became clear.
Ah.
So that was the truth.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Li Zhiyan was not here purely out of clan diplomacy.
This was also a calculated move for her own survival.
Refusing to comply with this quest would mean defying the Li Matriarch.
And the Li Matriarch was not known for leniency.
By accepting this assignment, Li Zhiyan not only avoided internal punishment but also gave the Li Clan an opportunity to firmly attach themselves to Lin Feng’s thick, hard, strong thighs.
In public, it appeared to be a noble act of reconciliation.
In reality, it was a calculated move to seize this fortuitous opportunity.
Interesting.
So many people in Clear Moon City were trying to calculate him... measuring his strength, probing his intentions, weighing risks and benefits.
They thought they were being subtle.
Lin Feng leaned back slightly in his chair, his gaze resting on her calmly.
He also took note of Li Zhiyan’s admirable character and her selfless willingness to sacrifice for her family.
A small smile crossed his lips, knowing that he could assist her with her predicament while, in turn, gaining a capable and loyal maidservant by his side.
"Ain’t I a lucky man to have a beautiful maid for free? Hehehe," Lin Feng chuckled quietly to himself, amusement glinting in his eyes.
"I understand," he said at last. "Your clan’s intention to foster goodwill between us is... appreciated."
His voice was neither warm nor sarcastic. It was neutral almost thoughtful.
"I accept."
Li Zhiyan’s fingers tightened ever so slightly against the fabric of her robes.
Her head remained lowered, but her jaw subtly tensed.
"You may pack your belongings and move into my courtyard tonight," Lin Feng continued casually, as if discussing the weather.
The words landed heavily.
For a split second, her teeth pressed into her lower lip hard enough to nearly draw blood.
She had not truly expected refusal.
Any ordinary man would be tempted beyond reason.
An exquisite woman offered under the banner of reconciliation... obedient, compliant, and residing under his roof.
Most would see it as an opportunity too good to ignore.
Refusal would almost seem foolish.
Slowly, she lifted her head.
Her expression was smooth again, her earlier tension carefully hidden behind practiced elegance.
"As you wish, Teacher Lin Feng," she replied evenly.
But inside, her thoughts churned.
Living under the same roof as him would not be simple.
She had prepared herself for negotiation, perhaps even subtle manipulation.
But this man was calm, unreadable, and far more perceptive than rumors suggested.
And worst of all...
He did not look at her the way other men did.
It was difficult to anticipate the actions of someone she could not read at all.
That unsettled her more than she would ever admit.
Across the table, Lin Feng picked up his teacup again, taking a slow sip.
Outwardly, everything appeared peaceful.
A dozen breaths later, Lin Feng gave his first command.
"You may call me Young Master," he instructed, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. If he was going to turn this into a game, he might as well enjoy it to the fullest.
"As you wish, Young Master," Li Zhiyan replied, the words strange and alien on her tongue. She had never spoken them in her life... never imagined she would.
"Good," Lin Feng said, his tone calm yet authoritative.
"From now on, you will be my maidservant, Li Zhiyan. This arrangement will remain in effect until, of course, you decide to part ways. I do not force anyone to stay... you are free to leave at any time. However, when you choose to depart, you will provide two weeks’ notice and remain in the duration to assist me in finding a suitable replacement. Do you accept these terms?"
