Chapter 75 Seducing a Legitimate Identity
Huajia Workshop.
"Boss, someone is looking for you."
A tall, strong woman with a masculine figure sat at a stone table, toying with a small, light green, unglazed, tall-necked wine bottle in her hand. Her gaze was deep and unfocused. Upon hearing a sound from outside the door, she responded.
"Please invite them in."
"yes."
"It's been a long time since I've seen you, Mr. Hua. How have you been?"
Hua Lien narrowed her eyes, looking at the person approaching, and said, "What, it's you?"
"Why can't it be me?" The masked man in black sat down and poured tea with practiced ease, his movements fluid and familiar.
"You actually dare to come here openly?" Hualien's phoenix eyes were full of sarcasm. "I thought you were afraid of the government and were hiding in the shadows, too scared to come out."
The young master was not annoyed by this, but laughed happily: "How can you say such a thing, sir? We are family after all."
Hualien Shi was easily provoked again, and spat coldly: "Pah! Who said we're family? I, Hualien Shi, am upright and have nothing to do with you scheming scoundrels!"
His handsome face instantly flushed red with embarrassment, his brows furrowed and eyes narrowed, as if he wanted to tie the person up!
The young envoy chuckled, showing no sign of annoyance. He tossed the teacup in his hand back and forth, refusing to drink. A soft sigh came from behind his mask as he praised, "Master Hua's tea is as good as ever. My master misses it very much. Why don't you brew another pot for him?"
Hualien, deflated, said expressionlessly, "No time! You'd better get lost too!"
"Is the Hua family making such excuses because they want to wait for the government officials to arrive?"
"..."
The young master glanced at her face and chuckled, "Sister, you really are still as simple-minded as you were back then."
Hualien's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, her eyes seemed to spit fire as she glared at him: "What does this have to do with you? And what does it have to do with me!"
"Oh dear, you're saying that, it will hurt our master's feelings."
"..."
The young envoy didn't say much to her. He took off his mask, revealing a pockmarked, burnt-looking face, and sipped his tea in one gulp.
"Master, you should think of our master. He hasn't been having an easy time these days..."
Hualien remains as steadfast as a mountain.
The young servant clutched his chest and sighed, "The master is truly ruthless."
"My lord misses your tea very much. Why don't you come with me?" Before Hualien could react, a faint fragrance wafted over.
Snap!
Hualien felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and then she fainted.
The young servant glanced at her and sighed, "Oh, sister, why are you always so stubborn? The master just wants to see you..."
After saying that, the tall, slender figure gently embraced the person, the cloak covering their form. When it was opened again, there was no trace of the person.
The servant opened the door and walked smoothly towards the back door.
No matter how quick-witted and vigilant he was, he couldn't keep up with the barrier set up by Bai Yuheng without making a sound.
The group exchanged glances, then moved in unison, nimbly and swiftly giving chase.
The four of them stopped outside a brightly lit alley, watching the person enter from the side.
The four looked up and saw the plaque: Yihong Courtyard.
Bai Yuheng stopped the crowd and subconsciously looked at Pei Yuan. Seeing that his eyes held the same expression she had imagined, she nodded and said, "Don't chase after them. There's a barrier around this brothel."
Cui Mingcan didn't want to give up halfway, so he asked, "Don't you know how to solve it?" Seeing her shake her head, he added anxiously, "Don't you still have your master? Uncle Pei should know how, right? What if something happens to Hualian if we don't go in?"
"Don't worry."
Cen Ying patted his shoulder and said, "Since you know his den of thieves, it means the people are inside and can't escape."
Cui Mingcan frowned, wanting to say something more, but seeing that the three of them made no move, he had no choice but to obey.
"Since that person in Hualien was arrested, I'm afraid he's in grave danger. What if he's killed to cover it up?"
Pei Yuan said, "No. We can kill them right there in the workshop; there's no need to go through all that trouble to take them away."
Bai Yuheng added, "That makes sense. The barrier here is different from ordinary ones. This type of barrier is only used to imprison ancient ferocious beasts. Moreover, there's an additional layer inside this barrier, so these people must know there are ferocious beasts here. If we rush in, we might alert them and release the beasts, and the surrounding people will also be doomed! So we mustn't act rashly, in case..."
She paused, and Cen Ying continued, "If we forcibly break the barrier and release that ferocious beast whose true nature we don't know, then we'll be in real trouble!"
Upon hearing this, Cui Mingcan thought to himself, if the ferocious beast were to come out and wreak havoc on the human world, then Jiangzhou, and even the entire human world, would become a hell!
Thinking of this, it's as if I can hear the painful cries for help from my parents, relatives, and countless ordinary people, with wails echoing everywhere.
His initial worry vanished instantly, and he nodded solemnly, "Alright, let's discuss this further!"
"But it's strange, how could there be ferocious beasts here? And why are they imprisoned here?" Bai Yuheng was completely puzzled.
This place is neither a secluded forest nor a bitterly cold land, but a bustling city center with a constant flow of people and traffic. No one has ever been heard of hiding a ferocious beast here.
Pei Yuan frowned and said, "Judging from its smell and odor, can you smell any fresh human blood or flesh?"
Upon hearing his words, Cui Mingcan shuddered instantly: "Uncle-Master, what you're saying sounds rather creepy!"
Pei Yuan glanced at him and said, "The smell of blood is faint, but the emotions of fear, horror, and grief permeate the air, even more so than any sense of pleasure."
"You mean the people they arrested were all arrested here..." Bai Yuheng moved her hand back and forth on her neck.
“Hmm.” Pei Yuan was quite certain that the Yihong Courtyard was their secret location for dealing with those people.
"How did you know, Uncle-Master?!" Cui Mingcan was shocked. Recalling his words, he asked, "Can you sense people's emotions?"
Pei Yuan glanced quickly at Bai Yuheng and nodded, "You could say that."
"Humans have seven emotions: joy, anger, worry, thought, grief, fear, and shock," Pei Yuan explained calmly. "Each emotion can be sensed, but this is a superficial level of perception. Only..." Pei Yuan's hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly clenched, trembling slightly, "...can perceive the deepest and most hidden emotions, and through sensing emotions, manipulate people's hearts..."
Cui Mingcan and Cen Ying exclaimed in surprise, "It can be like this? What sect's technique is this! It's so powerful!"
Pei Yuan pursed his lips, a hint of darkness flashing in his eyes.
It was as if a series of sharp, piercing curses were ringing in my ears again:
"Pei Yuan! You're a born evil spirit! A wicked devil!"
Those curses and the ferocious look on his face made him seem like a demon crawling out of hell, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.
"You motherless slut! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"
"Pei Yuan, you'll die a horrible death!!"
...
"Pei Yuan, make your move." The old voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but to those around him it felt like a mountain pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe.
He had to grip the razor blade, which an adult could easily lift with one hand, with both hands as he walked over, raising the blade. The cold glint of the blade stung the eyes of those who had just been cursing him, causing them to beg for mercy.
"Pei Yuan, please spare us! Please, please!"
"We'll never steal your food again! We'll never bully you again! Let me go, let me go!"
"Aaaaaaah!"
The blade swung up and down, scalding blood spraying onto him. His cries of agony were like a drumbeat, making his eyes bloodshot and his scalp tingle.
"Can you feel it, Pei Yuan? This is hatred, resentment, and sorrow..."
That aged voice was like the accompaniment and harmony of a drum dance, both frenzied and exhilarating.
"What a wonderful feeling..."
"Hahahahaha!"
The blade pierced through the air and embedded itself in the flesh.
"This is joy, isn't it?"
He walked barefoot, stepping on the sticky, stench-filled ground, from the shadows.
A cold, stern face fell into his fading pupils.
"You, you, you..."
"This is……"
He tilted his head slightly, as if puzzled; he was guessing.
"Is it regret?"
He smiled radiantly, like the blazing sun that melts icebergs, pure and innocent.
"Am I right, teacher?"
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"...!"
Pei Yuan moved his hand and found that he was holding a smooth and soft object.
He looked down, seemingly in disbelief, his phoenix eyes slightly open.
Bai Yuheng hadn't seen him look so dazed and silly in a long time; his eyes were wide open, like a shocked and agitated kitten.
"Are you alright?" she asked silently.
Pei Yuan's heart was suddenly stirred by the wind, instantly creating a turbulent storm, but he remained calm on the surface.
"No... um, I feel a little uncomfortable." Pei Yuan gripped her hand tightly, afraid she would let go.
He rubbed his forehead, met the other two pairs of eyes, and explained, "Too much perception can damage the heart and deplete the spirit."
Cui Mingcan and Cen Ying suddenly realized, and Cen Ying said, "Then you should rest more, Uncle-Master. Things that consume mental energy are most likely to shorten your lifespan, so you must take good care of yourself."
Bai Yuheng's heart tightened, and she frowned as she asked, "Is there any way to treat this?"
Her hand was gripped tightly. Bai Yuheng looked at the culprit, tried to pull away, but couldn't.
"It needs to be rested. I have some medicine here that can help, but the main thing is that you, Uncle Master, don't strain your mind and senses. I believe it will get better in a while."
Pei Yuan nodded: "Thank you."
The four of them left the brothel.
No sooner had the person left than another person arrived and stood there for a long time, observing.
"Hmph, they beat us to it!"
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"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Bai Yuheng had just come out of Cen Ying's house when she saw a person standing in the courtyard.
Clad in flowing white robes, he stood in the courtyard, bathed in moonlight, like a celestial being in the moon, seemingly about to fly away in the blink of an eye.
The moonlight was cold and clear, casting a faint shadow of loneliness over him.
Bai Yuheng's heart tightened, and she stepped forward to ask.
"I haven't been sleeping much lately. What about you? Why are you still outside?" Pei Yuan frowned slightly as he looked at the room she had come from.
"I want to talk to Xiaoying."
Bai Yuheng said.
Pei Yuan lowered his head and lowered his brows, his lips almost parting, but he still couldn't say anything.
He seems to have reached a dead end.
He knew she didn't want to reveal her identity. If she did, they would still be master and disciple. But even if she didn't, they would still be master and disciple and could never take things any further.
The forbidden love between master and disciple could push her into the limelight and even overshadow her past achievements.
When others mention her, they don't think of how divine or selfless she was, but rather of her private affairs and her scandalous history.
Even though Pei Yuan is fearless and can kill his own blood relatives without batting an eye, he is not afraid of what the world will say.
But he was afraid, and the only thing he was afraid of was her.
He didn't want her to be tainted.
He didn't want to become a stain on her reputation.
At this moment, he was beside her, and his desire grew wildly. He wanted to be by her side every moment, every second, to possess her, and even... devour her.
He wanted to be in a different identity.
A legitimate identity.
"What's wrong?" Bai Yuheng asked, puzzled, seeing his hesitant and barely able-bodied expression.
Pei Yuan shook his head and asked in return, "You two have a very good relationship."
Bai Yuheng seemed to smell a hint of jealousy, shook her head, and laughed at herself for overthinking things.
"Xiaoying is a very nice person, I like her very much."
"oh."
Pei Yuan remained calm.
"You get along well with everyone."
Bai Yuheng laughed: "Because they are very good to me too."
"..." Pei Yuan pursed his lips, his thin lips turning white.
Bai Yuheng smiled mischievously and winked at him: "Master, you are very good to me too. You are very good to me, and I want to be good to you too."
Pei Yuan's eyes were as deep as ink, his tone unreadable: "Oh? How do you intend to treat me well?"
Pei Yuan carefully brushed against the back of her hand, and seeing that she didn't react, he hooked her little finger and slowly but quickly clenched it, as if afraid she would run away.
His gaze was deep and intense, looking straight into her eyes, as if he could penetrate her heart and see her innermost desires and longings.
He's seducing her!
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