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A decadent young master unfortunately transmigrates to another world.
What? He used to have everything done for him, and now th...
Although he turned and left, Wei Shiwu did not go far.
After all, he admired a woman as stunning and aloof as Qi Xue, so he wouldn't bear to see her die.
However, he also felt that the women of the Bixian Sect were all too immature. Faced with crisis, they were so rigid in their thinking that they didn't know how to avoid it, and were even foolish enough to want to perish with the sect. This really left him helpless.
The only solution was to tie them up and take them away.
Wei Shiwu then gathered his brothers and said, "You guys, come with me later. No matter what she says, just grab them, tie them up, and take them away. Are we going to leave them here to die?"
Wei Shiwu's arrangement immediately put his brothers in a very difficult position.
They asked Wei Shiwu one by one, "Brother Shiwu, let alone us, even you couldn't catch Senior Sister Qi, right? Then we're even less likely to succeed."
"And another thing. Even if we manage to capture a few of our senior sisters, what about that man? There are only a few of us. It's already a struggle for us to capture a few senior sisters together. If this man gets involved, we really won't be able to do anything."
"That's right. Several of my senior sisters also have weapons. What if they get really angry and draw their swords at us? I don't want to get chopped up by them."
"Yeah, isn't it just that you want to take them away? Let's talk this out. Brother Shiwu, you're too impatient. If it really doesn't work, then let's go talk to them."
Hearing what his brothers said, Wei Shiwu was furious.
Although what they said was true, he clearly didn't want to hear it at the moment.
What he wanted to hear was agreement with him, not discouragement of his ideas.
"You're all useless. When it's time to use you, none of you can do a good job!" Wei Shiwu was very angry. None of his subordinates could truly satisfy him.
If someone like that, someone exceptionally capable, actually appears, he'll probably feel threatened in his position. So, being a subordinate really isn't easy.
Despite the angry words, the matter still needs to be resolved.
Since these subordinates have said they're willing to give it a try, then let them try. He himself certainly doesn't like people who speak harshly, and he thought to himself, perhaps if these polite but useless subordinates stopped being so offensive, they could actually get the senior sister to listen to them?
He immediately waved his hand, feigning disappointment but secretly hoping, and said to his subordinates, "Go and give it a try. Talk to them nicely."
"Yes, Brother Shiwu. Just wait and see." These men were in a dilemma, worried that they couldn't persuade the three senior sisters of the Bixian Sect. In their hearts, the three senior sisters of the Bixian Sect were all fairies, not people like them who could get close to them. However, precisely because they knew they were ordinary mortals and should find wives from ordinary village girls, they didn't have any unattainable thoughts.
This will allow them to face their fairy-like senior sisters with composure and equanimity.
Because I have no other desires, my heart is at peace.
They approached the eldest sister and tried to persuade her to abandon her post at Bixian Sect, lest the entire sect perish. As the saying goes, "Where there's life, there's hope," they advised them to lay low for now. They suggested she hide in the mountains; the mountains were vast, and even bandits wouldn't be able to find her.
The other person meant well and spoke kindly, so naturally the senior sister wouldn't treat their good intentions coldly.
The eldest sister also thanked them, saying that they were capable of protecting their sect, and asked them to go back and protect their village.
Seeing the senior sister's firm gaze and composed demeanor as she spoke, these people were somewhat convinced and went back to report to Wei Shiwu.
Upon learning of this result, Wei Shiwu was furious again, berating his subordinates for being useless, saying that they were sent to persuade others, but instead they ended up speaking up for someone else.
These subordinates meant well, but the task didn't succeed. They had tried their best, yet they were still scolded, which must have made them unhappy. However, they knew Wei Shiwu's temper; it was just that bad, so they were used to it and didn't say anything.
Besides, he is the village chief's son.
There are still some privileges involved. They call themselves brothers, but can the villagers and the young village chief really have the same status? Everyone knows that.
Therefore, we can't argue with Wei Shiwu. Otherwise, someone like him, if he weren't the village chief's son, would anyone even bother with him?
His subordinates had failed to persuade him in the past, so Wei Shiwu could only come over again himself. With a cold face, he said to the senior sister of the Bixian Sect with great displeasure, "I'll ask you one last time, are you coming with me or not?"
Senior Sister Qi Xue shook her head again without hesitation.
This answer nearly enraged Wei Shiwu: "Fine! You chose this yourself. You reap what you sow. Let the bandits come and take all three of you as their wives! You chose your own fate, so you can't blame anyone else. I have my own village to protect, so I won't play along!"
Wei Shiwu stormed off in anger.
The eldest sister smiled slightly, turned her head to look at her junior sister and junior brother, and did not care about Wei Shiwu's departure.
Ye Liang suddenly realized that a certain statement made a lot of sense. That is, being happy, angry, or furious with someone is a kind of obsession. Only peace can truly keep people at arm's length.
This was probably the biggest rejection of Wei Shiwu's admiration.
Peaceful, treating him entirely as an ordinary villager from a village at the foot of the mountain. Knowing his name, but not getting to know him deeply, and not caring about his words, emotions, or anything elseāthat was the most powerful form of rejection.
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