The main customers of Chunfenglou were mostly young men who considered themselves romantic or from wealthy families.
This group of people are eloquent, but often lack practical skills.
Seeing that Chu Fan and another person had achieved a score of "eight" to "two" in the arena, a group of people couldn't sit still.
"Nonsense! They're clearly evenly matched, why are they being scored like this? This bias is too obvious!"
"Brother Liu, don't panic, we will uphold justice for you."
"Exactly, even in defeat, you should lose with understanding!"
Liu Kaixiong, the loser, looked embarrassed and said, "Anyway, I've lost. Let's not worry about the score."
The group of people were shouting loudly, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.
Chu Fan returned to his seat, feeling a bit strange.
"Xiaoxiao, this Chunfeng Tower is not simple. I deliberately held back and pretended to win by a small margin against Liu Kaixiong, but I didn't expect that everyone would see through it."
Chu Xiaoxiao pointed to the viewing platform and smiled, "Brother, don't always underestimate Yin Jingwu. This is the capital of Daqi, after all; it's only natural that there are many hidden talents here."
Chu Fan's eyes lit up. "That's right! Du Yinyun is Du Lie's daughter. She was born into a family that practices martial arts and has been exposed to it since childhood. It's not surprising that she can see through me."
Du Yinyun!
A sweet smile remained on Chu Xiaoxiao's face, but under the table where no one was watching, her two fair and delicate fingers rubbed together effortlessly, crushing a glass wine cup into powder.
"Brother! It's not her!" Chu Xiaoxiao said coquettishly.
Chu Fan then realized that there were not only five young ladies sitting on the viewing platform, but also a famous playboy—the young master of the Marquis of Wuqing, He Yunxiao.
"Could it be He Yunxiao?"
Chu Xiaoxiao's eyebrows curved into a smile as she poked her chin with her finger and tilted her head slightly.
"Hmm...it should be him. I heard that this marquis's son has the strength of a seventh-rank official."
"A seventh-grade strength is not bad."
Out of his natural affinity for "generals" and "warriors," Chu Fan became more and more certain of his suspicions about He Yunxiao's behavior the more he thought about it.
He couldn't help but whisper, "Xiaoxiao, do you think it's possible that He Yunxiao isn't actually such a spoiled brat, but only acts arrogantly to hide his true abilities and protect the Marquis of Wuqing's mansion?"
Chu Xiaoxiao placed her hands on her lap and obediently shook her head gently.
"Xiaoxiao doesn't know, but Xiaoxiao trusts her brother's judgment."
Chu Fan changed his question.
"So, do you dislike He Yunxiao?"
Chu Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"I don't dislike it."
Chu Fan nodded, thinking to himself: Xiao Xiao's intuition is usually very accurate. If she says she doesn't dislike him, He Yunxiao is probably not a bad person. However, this He Yunxiao seems to be the first man Xiao Xiao doesn't dislike? Moreover, this guy spoke rudely to Xiao Xiao and even touched her inappropriately, yet Xiao Xiao doesn't dislike him?
Xiao Xiao is sixteen years old this year, the perfect age for a young girl to fall in love. Just now, when she went to buy candied hawthorns, He Yunxiao even helped her out...
The more Chu Fan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
"Xiaoxiao, do you hate me?"
Chu Xiaoxiao blushed at the question, her eyes darting around, and she spoke hastily, "Brother, why are you suddenly asking this for no reason?"
Seeing that his sister didn't want to answer, Chu Fan could only laugh awkwardly and stop the conversation.
However, even he himself did not know that his gaze toward He Yunxiao on the viewing platform had become inexplicably dangerous.
...
He Yunxiao had no idea how much of a mental journey the protagonist Chu Fan had gone through. He was now Chu Xiaoxiao's underling, and he only did one thing for Boss Xiao: to drive away Du Yinyun, this "bad woman," from Chu Fan's side.
While serving Sister Jiang wine and dishes, he couldn't help but steal glances at the courtesan in green to his right.
Unlike most women who would lean back in their chairs, Du Yinyun always sat upright with her back straight, her close-fitting clothes outlining her hourglass figure.
His face was expressionless, but upon closer inspection, there was a faint sorrow in his eyes and brows, a sorrow that was most endearing.
A 55% favorability rating should be pretty high, I wonder how much favorability this girl has towards Chu Fan.
As He Yunxiao was thinking this, a notification suddenly popped up from the system.
[Tip: To check a target's favorability towards others, both individuals must be within the target's field of vision simultaneously.]
Are they both within the field of view?
He Yunxiao had a sudden inspiration and quickly stood up.
"Sister, are your shoulders sore?"
Jiang Wuyou had no idea what kind of trouble He Yunxiao was planning to cause this time, so she quickly advised, "The next match is about to start. Since you're going to score for your sister, just watch carefully."
"What's so interesting about a few men fighting? My shoulders are sore, that's the most important thing."
He Yunxiao stood behind Jiang Wuyou and began massaging her shoulders without saying a word.
This action, which is commonplace for modern people, was of great significance in the ancient Qi state, which had a backward level of productivity.
Children massaging their mother's shoulders is a sign of filial piety; wives massaging their husbands' shoulders is a sign of virtue; husbands massaging their wives' shoulders is a sign of affection. Apart from these three, due to the difference between men and women, let alone massaging shoulders, even couples on dates may not necessarily hold hands even once.
Moreover, He Yunxiao is no ordinary man, but the son of a marquis!
In the Great Qi Dynasty, titles were hereditary, and He Yunxiao, being the eldest son, was the undisputed next Marquis of Wuqing. Although his reputation was terrible, his apparent status was extraordinary. Even if others didn't care about He Yunxiao, they still had to care about his father, a powerful general who held military power.
Therefore, although He Yunxiao was always arrogant and disrespectful, it was still too shocking for a marquis's son to massage the shoulders and back of a courtesan.
Not only Du Yinyun and a few other girls, but also some diners downstairs who didn't care about the martial arts competition started to stir.
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