“Please don’t, Young Master, I was just joking. The one who’s truly unreasonable is me.” Yueya looked flustered and quickly tried to explain.
As the Saintess of the Moonshade Sect, her status was even more exalted than the son of a regional governor.
For someone like Ye Feng to deal with a courtesan like her was as easy as crushing an ant. At the same time, Yueya couldn’t help but feel a faint fear toward Ye Feng. He seemed harmless, but in truth, he was insidious—always setting traps for others like a sly schemer.
Ye Feng said nothing and turned to walk into the small courtyard.
Just as Yueya stood frozen in panic, unsure what to do, Ye Feng’s voice rang out, “You’ll be my maid.” He added, “If you behave, I naturally won’t speak a word about today’s incident.”
Yueya’s face turned ghastly.
If she had known it would end up like this, she would have just accepted one of those seventy- or eighty-year-old old men and become their concubine.
Disgusting as that might have been, it would still be better than being someone’s servant!
At the very least, following someone like Zhou Changshu would’ve led to a better situation than now. But with Ye Feng’s words, how could she dare refuse?
She could only follow him.
Meanwhile, the very Zhou Changshu that Yueya had been thinking of was already hurrying toward the Ye Family residence, looking quite grim. “
System, no matter what, I must teach Ye Feng a lesson and take Yueya back!” Zhou Changshu’s face darkened as he communicated with the golden finger in his mind.
At the same time, he felt some dissatisfaction with it. If the system hadn’t suddenly issued a mission, he would’ve already been living in bliss with Yueya by now.
Though he had successfully stepped into the path of literature and advanced to the mid-stage Martial Warrior Realm after completing the mission, Zhou Changshu felt no joy at all.
Thinking about Yueya possibly falling into the hands of Ye Family’s old man Ye Nanshan made his heart ache.
This time, the golden finger didn’t object. It clearly understood what Yueya meant to Zhou Changshu.
However, if it had let him agree to Ye Feng back then, Zhou Changshu would’ve been forever trapped in pleasure, never again having the will to fight.
Helplessly, the golden finger issued a mission with failure punishment being obliteration. Now that Zhou Changshu had reached the mid-stage Martial Warrior Realm, it was time to teach the son of fate a lesson and regain his confidence.
[Host triggered mission—teach a lesson to the son of fate and take back the Drunken Immortal Tavern courtesan.
“Hahaha, heaven is truly helping me!” At the moment he saw the system mission, Zhou Changshu’s face lit up with joy, laughing to the sky. “Ye Feng, it’s one thing that you took Yueya, but to give her to your old godfather? Today, I’ll make the Ye Family lose all face!”
Thinking about his grand entrance later, descending like a deity to rescue Yueya from her suffering, Zhou Changshu imagined her bursting into grateful tears. His steps involuntarily quickened.
But what Zhou Changshu didn’t notice was that after he left, a figure silently appeared at the place he had just stood—it was Yue Wu, who had stormed off from the Ye Family. “Could I have misunderstood Ye Feng?” she murmured.
“Was that girl actually given to Ye Nanshan?”
She had wanted to return to the Ye Family to confirm it, but then remembered the message just sent by Sect Master Yuehua.
So instead, she turned toward Moonshade Sect. Lately, over a hundred disciples from the various sects in the Martial Refinement Commandery had mysteriously disappeared. This was no trivial matter.
As the Saintess of Moonshade Sect, she had to return immediately to stabilize the situation.
Zhou Changshu arrived confidently at the gate of the Ye Family and shouted with all his might,
“Zhou Changshu of the literary path is here to challenge Ye Feng of the Ye Family!” His loud voice instantly drew the attention of many passersby. Martial Apprentices nearby gathered one after another to spectate.
In no time, over a hundred people had crowded around.
Seeing this, Zhou Changshu revealed a satisfied smile.
These people wouldn’t just witness him defeating Ye Feng and help diminish his fate, they would also prevent the Ye Family from doing anything underhanded.
After all, under the watchful eyes of the public, the Ye Family still needed to maintain appearances.
But just as Zhou Changshu was enjoying the attention, the crowd’s murmurs began to rise.
“Who is this guy? So shameless! He knows Young Master Ye Feng is stuck at peak Martial Apprentice Realm, yet comes with mid-stage Martial Warrior strength to challenge him?”
“When a man has no shame, he becomes invincible. He’s probably another nobody trying to step on Ye Feng’s name to rise.”
“Ye Feng has worked much harder than these shortcut-taking clowns, yet still can’t break through… the heavens are truly blind!”
Hearing the crowd’s words, Zhou Changshu’s face darkened.
He had come to slap Ye Feng’s face, but hadn’t even started and was already nailed to the pillar of shame by the onlookers. If he hadn’t yet saved Yueya, Zhou Changshu would’ve turned and fled right there.
Outsiders might not know, but they were well aware that Ye Feng had broken through two realms in a single day and reached the Martial Spirit Realm.
This guy, a mid-stage Martial Warrior, actually had the nerve to challenge Ye Feng?
Wasn’t that just asking for a beating?
A few helpful guards quickly went to inform Ye Feng.
Zhou Changshu stood proudly outside the Ye Family gate, waiting quietly.
Before long, Ye Feng came out yawning, followed by a disheveled Yueya limping behind him. Her face was flushed with anger as she glared at Ye Feng’s back.
She had thought being Ye Feng’s maid would just mean cleaning and maybe warming his bed at worst.
But she hadn’t expected this weirdo to teach her how to bungee jump!
As a Martial Spirit cultivator, Ye Feng leapt down from a 3-meter-tall tree without a scratch. But she, an ordinary woman, landed face first into the ground like a dog eating dirt and even twisted her right ankle.
Ye Feng didn’t show a hint of sympathy and instead laughed at her outright.
Even worse, after hearing the guard say Zhou Changshu had come to challenge him, Ye Feng dragged her out before she could even apply medicine—claiming exercise would help the injury heal. Now every step she took was agonizing.
But to Zhou Changshu watching from nearby, Yueya’s expression took on a completely different meaning.
“Yueya, how could you…” he said, trembling as he pointed at her, too furious to finish.
The moment Yueya saw Zhou Changshu, her eyes lit up.
Though she didn’t say anything, her pitiful gaze instantly made Zhou Changshu understand her unspoken plea—she was asking him to save her!
Their eyes met, and Zhou Changshu’s fury quickly faded, replaced by pure heartache.
“Yueya, don’t worry. I’ll never abandon you!” he declared. Without waiting for Yueya’s stunned reaction, he pointed at Ye Feng and shouted righteously, “Ye Feng, do you dare to fight me today?”
“If you win, I’ll turn around and leave, never appearing before you again. But if you lose, hand over Yueya’s contract and let us go!”
After speaking, Zhou Changshu looked at Yueya smugly.
But to his confusion, instead of showing gratitude, her face only grew more complicated, and she silently lowered her head.