Ye Qianzhi shook her head, vaguely understanding the other party's intentions, and her own stance was also very clear.
"Oh dear, young lady, what are you thinking?" The middle-aged woman waved her hand and chuckled. "The sect leader only wants you to meet a few people."
"People from the Holy Gate?" A cold glint flashed in Ye Qianzhi's beautiful eyes.
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Chapter 153 The Most Beautiful Bride
"The young girl is clever," the middle-aged woman laughed. "Hehe, young girl, there's no need to be afraid. It's just a meeting; they won't eat you."
"Qianzhi, go with them."
Just then, Zhang Yun's voice came from inside the attic.
In fact, Zhang Yun also had his own considerations.
Presumably, the Holy Gate has already given its opinion. Regardless of whether Luo Lin can buy him a month, at least Ye Qianzhi herself went.
Now that they have access to people from the Holy Gate, they can truly express their stance.
Whether the Holy Gate agrees or not is another matter.
He wanted to force Ye Qianzhi to do anything she didn't want to do unless Zhang Yun died.
Ye Qianzhi naturally understood her young master's thoughts, and simply responded softly before following the middle-aged woman and two maids straight to the main peak of Yunwu Sect.
As soon as Ye Qianzhi arrived at the side hall of the main peak, she was gently ushered into the room.
From the moment the two maids began to happily dress her up, Ye Qianzhi had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
By the time her maid was arranging her hair in a style resembling a bridal gown, her eyebrows had already furrowed deeply.
Her worst guess was right.
From the very beginning, the sect had kept her isolated, intentionally or unintentionally preventing her from meeting anyone from the Holy Sect. Ye Qianzhi had already harbored this thought.
It seems that even now, sects are still practicing the original system.
Upon realizing this, a desolate smile slowly appeared on Ye Qianzhi's lips.
She was nothing more than a pawn in the sect's game, and now she was increasingly disappointed in her so-called master.
The others in the sect were alright, but Luo Lin, as the master, still only had her interests in mind when she saw that Luo Lin was clearly unwilling to marry him. She wouldn't even consider things from Luo Lin's perspective.
The fickleness of human relationships.
In this world, only the young master truly treated her well.
"You don't need to bother anymore." Ye Qianzhi said expressionlessly, seemingly without joy or sorrow, her words unusually calm: "Please go back and tell our master, as well as everyone in the sect and the Holy Gate, that I, Ye Qianzhi, would rather die than marry!"
"Don't think I'm joking."
A delicate hairpin on the dressing table was unknowingly held in Ye Qianzhi's fair hand.
At this moment, the sharp tip of the hairpin was already pressed against Ye Qianzhi's cicada-like neck, and her eyes were filled with determination.
Her willingness to die immediately terrified the two pretty maids beside her.
"Miss Ye, let's talk this over!"
One of the maids was quite frightened and, her face pale, tried to persuade her.
If anything happens to Ye Qianzhi, they will be the ones to die with her!
"Miss Ye, please don't do this. We are just following orders."
The other maid was so terrified that she immediately knelt down before Ye Qianzhi.
"It's none of your business. After I die, the young master will speak up for you."
Ye Qianzhi smiled sadly.
She knew this day would come, so she had prepared herself mentally long ago.
I just never expected that this day would end this way...
"Sigh... Silly girl, why are you doing this?"
Suddenly, an old sigh came from outside the window.
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Lin's old yet powerful hand slapped Ye Qianzhi's shoulder and neck in an instant.
The force of the slap was just right, enough to neither injure Ye Qianzhi nor cause her to faint temporarily.
"Sect Master, spare us, we..."
Sensing the powerful aura emanating from the old sect leader Luo Lin, the two frail maids could not withstand it and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy.
They were just low-ranking maids, who had to act in fear every day according to their master's mood. The slightest mistake could result in punishment ranging from being laughed at to losing their lives.
"Get up, this is not your fault."
Luo Lin didn't pay much attention to the two uneasy maids.
"Continue to do her makeup; tomorrow, I will see the most beautiful bride."
After leaving those words, Luo Lin's figure vanished from the room in the blink of an eye.