“Ah yo? Is there a new little sister?”
Lin Young Master leaned in, just in time to meet Su Cheng’s gaze.
He was instantly stunned by Su Cheng’s beauty, and excitedly pointed at her to the Madam.
“Her! It’s her!”
“Ah, this…”
The Madam looked awkward and hurried to explain.
“Um, Lin Young Master, this one is not—”
However, Lin Young Master’s mind was already clouded by desire.
He ignored the Madam and walked straight toward Su Cheng, asking intimately,
“Little sister, what book are you reading?”
“Get lost.”
Su Cheng didn’t even lift her head, continuing to read.
“Ah yo? Quite a temper? I like that.”
Lin Young Master had a particular fondness for strong-willed girls. He smirked.
“Do you know? Women like you, I’ve seen many. In the end, didn’t you all submit beneath me, panting for affection like filthy bitches?”
Su Cheng still didn’t look at him, mocking coldly.
“A bald monkey, and you dare to speak with such arrogance? Did you eat too much chives?”
This time, Lin Young Master was not happy.
He slapped the book out of Su Cheng’s hand, squatted before her, and asked with a stiff face.
“Hey, do you know who you’re talking to? I—”
Before Lin Young Master could finish, Su Cheng moved.
Her fair hand pressed against his face without warning.
“Dead woman, let go of me! Let—ah, ah, ah—”
Lin Young Master’s curses turned into screams.
Before everyone’s eyes, Lin Young Master’s face began to petrify, pain wracking his features.
He struggled wildly, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t move Su Cheng’s hand in the slightest.
Su Cheng’s palm, pressing down, was like a mountain—unyielding and immovable.
In just a few breaths, the lively Lin Young Master was completely turned to stone—a statue.
This scene instantly terrified his two companions.
They backed away in unison, pointing at Su Cheng.
“You’re finished… you’re finished! You killed the Bafeng Sect’s Young Master! We’re reporting this to the Officialdom! The Bafeng Sect won’t let you go!”
“Heh.”
Su Cheng chuckled, releasing her hand and kicking the stone statue over.
“A week ago, I might have feared Bafeng Sect a little. But now, who do you think the Officialdom will side with?”
She stood up slowly and smiled at the Madam.
“It’s about time. I’m going to see Miss Xue. Take care of things here. If you run into trouble, just use my name.”
The Madam, knowing Su Cheng’s true identity and means, nodded obediently.
“Yes, Lord Su…”
“Lord Su?”
Lin Young Master’s two companions seemed to realize something, exclaiming.
“Could she be… the Demoness’s disciple who joined Tianshuimen!?”
“No wonder… no wonder she dares to be so arrogant!”
“Damn it, do you really think Bafeng Sect has no one left!?”
The two glared, then fled Fengyue Tower.
By the looks of it, they were probably going to get reinforcements.
The Madam remained where she was, clutching her head and stomping her feet in distress.
“Ah yo… This is big trouble!”
***
One hour later.
Fengyue Tower, Snow Pavilion.
Miss Xue looked down at the girl kneeling before her, stroking her hands with obsession as if touching a priceless treasure.
Her feelings were complicated.
This was the fifth time she had entertained Su Cheng.
The first time, Miss Xue didn’t know Su Cheng was a woman.
Entertaining a woman was both rare and strange.
She had wanted to refuse at first, but Su Cheng’s payment was so generous that she could only accept “reluctantly.”
Entertaining Su Cheng was simple—just let her touch her hands.
Su Cheng always said,
“Your hands are like that person’s.”
Miss Xue didn’t care who “that person” was.
She just thought Su Cheng’s money was easy to earn.
At least, for the first four times, it was easy.
Each time, it didn’t take long to earn a large sum from Su Cheng.
Because of Su Cheng, this “Moving Bank,” Miss Xue’s status in Fengyue Tower soared, and she soon became the Courtesan Queen.
She had thought her future would be bright.
But this time, she realized something was wrong.
Not only was she asked to wear a strange and luxurious dress and change her hairstyle, but the session with Su Cheng also stretched to a full hour!
To have your hand touched for a whole hour, no matter how gentle Su Cheng was, anyone’s skin would peel!
Just what kind of pervert was this person?
Miss Xue grew impatient and asked.
“Um… Isn’t this going on a bit long? If it continues, you’ll have to pay extra!”
Yet Su Cheng seemed not to hear, continuing to gently stroke Miss Xue’s hand.
She even pressed Miss Xue’s palm to her own head, like a child seeking comfort.
“Please, call me by my Little Name, pat my head… just like when I was young…”
“Master, your Disciple was wrong. Please, look at me once more…”
Seeing Su Cheng about to make more strange requests, Miss Xue finally lost her patience.
She yanked her hand back and glared at Su Cheng in disgust.
“Enough! I can’t stand this!”
Her beloved hand snatched away, Su Cheng snapped out of her fantasy.
“I don’t know what kind of blind idiot your Master was, taking in a pervert like you as a Disciple! If you want to satisfy your twisted desires, go find that idiotic Master of yours! Get out now! Out!”
Miss Xue furiously stripped off her clothes, removing anything associated with “that person.”
Su Cheng’s eyes went hollow, the light within them dying.
She stood up slowly, looking at Miss Xue.
“Just now… what did you call her?”
“Ha, maybe she wasn’t so stupid after all. Expelling a pervert like you from her sect might have been the smartest thing she ever did. Earning your money is bad luck!”
Miss Xue raged, her quality and composure as a money-bought Courtesan Queen nowhere near the real thing.
But before she could finish.
Su Cheng’s hand clamped around Miss Xue’s throat, lifting her high against the wall.
“Urgh—”
Miss Xue struggled for breath.
“She is my Goddess, the one I love, the one I can never reach.”
Tears streamed from Su Cheng’s hollow eyes as she laughed, cried, and raged all at once, muttering almost madly.
“Many people in this world curse her, but they’re lucky. Because I never heard it myself. Otherwise, they would end up just like you.”
In an instant.
Miss Xue, raised in the air, turned to stone.
Except for one of her hands, left whole.
Su Cheng had wanted to take that hand, but Miss Xue’s words had completely shattered her.
No matter how she sought comfort, even if she found a hand almost identical to Yu Yi Jue’s, it would never be real.
Her fantasy collapsed.
Red-eyed, somewhere between laughter and tears.
She turned the last remaining hand to stone as well.