"To him... you need to play hard to get. There aren't many people in the world who can use this tactic effectively, and you are definitely one of them."
She lifted her head from his embrace, looked straight at him, feigning indifference?
He looked back at her, his eyes shining even brighter.
"If you want him to look at you, you have to ignore him. Men can be really mean sometimes; the more you ignore him, the more he'll try to get close to you," he laughed.
He was confident; he was absolutely certain of the kiss she had just shared with Pei Junwu.
"Why are you telling me this?" Yuan'er looked at him coldly. She didn't believe in helping him for no reason!
"Don't you find Pei Junwu's calm and self-controlled demeanor annoying? I just want to see him lose control and be caught in a dilemma. Haha, what will it be like when the cold-hearted and aloof senior brother falls into emotional hell?" He couldn't help but laugh, full of anticipation.
“Tell the truth!” she glared at him.
He didn't need to go to such lengths just to watch the show, did he? He's been following Pei Junwu, spying on him, hasn't he?
His eyes flashed, his smile faded slightly, and approval flickered in them. "Xiao Yuan, with your beauty and your intelligence, plus my guidance, you're sure to become a femme fatale in the future."
The cause of Pei Junwu's drowning, or even more people's!
"Tell me! Why?"
Have you ever heard of the Sky-Supporting Curse?
Yuan'er shook her head in confusion, she had never heard of it.
"That was the most powerful internal energy cultivation method created by our grandmaster. Only the number one disciple in our sect could learn it. My master... was unable to learn it."
"Hmm." She understood somewhat.
“I am about the same level as Pei Junwu. If he gets distracted, my chances will be even greater.”
Yuan'er sneered, "Why do you think I would help you?"
Yi Chunjun laughed even more happily than her, "Little Yuan, there are many things you don't know. Why is your master so jealous of Uncle Li? Uncle Li is so young and has such a soft body, how could he have such deep internal strength? It's all because of the master's method of passing on his skills."
Transmitting the cultivation technique?
"Back then, our grandmaster passed on three-tenths of his power to Uncle Li, which is why your master was so resentful. There are so many talented young men in the world, why did Uncle Zhu insist on choosing Senior Brother Pei? Because Uncle Li wanted to marry his daughter to him. The condition for accepting him as a disciple was that Senior Brother Pei had to give three-tenths of his power as a betrothal gift to Xiao Juyuan on the day of his wedding. Only by giving away his power could he be qualified to try to learn the Sky-Supporting Mantra."
Yuan'er shuddered violently. Pei Junwu's three-tenths of his power?
She took a breath, looked at Yi Chunjun and smiled coldly, "If he's going to give up 30% of his power, what's your rush?"
“Of course I’m not in a hurry, I’m in a hurry for you.” He laughed too.
She was taken aback.
“Xiao Juyuan… having even 30% of your power would be a waste. But you are different.” He chuckled softly, his voice full of allure.
"Why are you helping me?" she wondered, her suspicions growing.
"Because... I don't like Xiao Juyuan, I like you!"
She stared at him blankly again.
He chuckled sheepishly, "It's not gentlemanly not to take advantage of a good deal."
Chapter 15 of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer": The Second Uncle of the Pei Family
Yuan'er followed behind Yi Chunjun with a bit of a headache. She never expected that her usually carefree senior brother Yi would be even stricter than Pei Junwu when he became a master.
A light drizzle fell incessantly, and the low-hanging dark clouds and gray-yellow sky made people feel lethargic and unable to muster any energy. Originally, Tuoba Yuanxun and Yan Minyu had also been studying with him, but they were used to being lazy and couldn't stand getting up early for several days in a row. They were no longer as confident as they had been at the beginning, and with the rain today, they had even more reason not to get out of bed.
"Let's do it here." Yi Chunjun stopped under a flower bush by the lake. The trees here were also lush, so the drizzle didn't soak in, and the ground was still dry.
Yuan'er sighed and followed him. She noticed that he didn't even leave any footprints on the muddy ground.
"Why are you sighing?" Yi Chunjun asked with a smile.
She shook her head, unable to express her admiration. She raised her eyes, staring at him with a questioning gaze. Ever since that night… she had been pondering the complex expression in his eyes.
Every time he smiled, she could see the deep look hidden behind that smile.
She couldn't understand him anymore. She couldn't believe everything he said. According to him, if Pei Junwu were to lose 30% of his strength, he would have a sure victory and wouldn't need to go to such lengths to scheme.
What exactly is he planning?
"What did you see?" he asked with a smile.
She was startled and turned her face away somewhat awkwardly. He was truly a fox reincarnated, with a thousand ideas in his mind and the ability to easily see through other people's thoughts.
"You don't need to know what I'm thinking." He laughed, his chest vibrating softly, making her gasp. A demon! She silently scoffed. He stopped laughing, gripped her shoulders, and looked directly at her. "I haven't harmed you; I've been helping you all along, haven't I?"
She stared at him, stunned. This posture... made her feel so small. His hands were so big, full of reassuring strength. She had never realized how tall he was; he even had to bend down to look at her.
Was he... seducing her?
She forced herself to laugh coldly, "You didn't harm me? That's because you don't need to harm me right now. Who knows what you're planning!"
He laughed heartily, looking at her more intently, as if trying to see into her heart. This gaze made her uneasy, and she tried to shake off his hand, but he tightened his grip, squeezing her shoulder until it ached.
"Young lady, you're only 16 years old, how can you be so wary of people?" He asked, his tone a mix of doubt and admiration.
Was she wary? If she were truly wary, would things have turned out this way?