Chapter 59 - Girls in a Matriarchal World Are Just Too Scary

"Early or late, why come at this exact moment?" Su Yan felt a bit exasperated. And his senior sister's gaze, how should he put it? It was too strange... Is Junior Brother a good person or a bad one? A virtuous young man or a lecherous scoundrel? Let me take a closer look and figure it out! Ling Ling's eyes bore into him intensely, making Su Yan feel quite uncomfortable. He was a bit apprehensive about standing together with her. If Ling Ling were to act out again, what would he do if he couldn’t stop her? "How did things turn out like this when everything was fine before?" Su Yan was deeply puzzled, but now wasn't the time to dwell on it. He needed to leave quickly. "Senior Sister, is there something you need? If not, I should go; I have things to attend to." Su Yan spoke coolly. "What do you have to do, carrying clothes?" Ling Ling asked curiously. As a guest here, he shouldn't have much to be busy with. "Of course, if I'm holding clothes, I'm going to wash them. Is there a problem with that?" Su Yan’s eyes darted around, his voice a bit stammering. Ling Ling hadn't thought it strange, but seeing him like this suddenly made her suspicious. If she remembered correctly, didn't Junior Brother already change his clothes yesterday? Is he changing them every day? At first glance, it seemed unremarkable; after all, some people with a cleanliness obsession need to ensure their clothes are spotless. However, combined with his obviously evasive gaze, the situation didn't seem so simple anymore. "Something's up, Junior Brother is hiding something from me." Watching Su Yan’s hurried retreat, Ling Ling narrowed her eyes, deep in thought. Once he was out of her gaze, no longer feeling her scorching stare, Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "Why did Senior Sister come find me so early?" She had been indifferent to him yesterday, but today she suddenly took the initiative to visit him. It was so strange that Su Yan couldn't understand his senior sister at all, nor could he guess her intentions. "Could it be those few days of the month? Is that why she's acting so irrationally?" Su Yan speculated internally, pondering if female cultivators also faced this common issue faced by ordinary women. "It's quite curious." Yet, no matter how curious, he wouldn't seek the answer. He couldn’t just ask; if he asked the master, she'd probably hit him. If he asked Senior Sister... "Third Senior Sister might not tell me, but First Senior Sister..." Considering his close relationship with her in the original storyline and thinking back to last night's dream, Su Yan felt momentarily dazed. Meanwhile, Ling Ling sensed something amiss and stealthily followed Su Yan. With her Golden Core stage strength, she couldn't be discovered. Ling Ling watched as Su Yan entered the laundry, placed the clothes, and left, preoccupied. "What's going on with Junior Brother?" Ling Ling was intrigued and only emerged from the shadows after Su Yan had left. "These are the clothes Junior Brother just changed out of." Picking up the laundry basket, Ling Ling examined it carefully, not expecting to find anything. Yet, something was awry upon her inspection. Wherever her fingers touched felt damp and sticky, and she detected a peculiar scent with a slight twitch of her nose. "What is this?" Ling Ling moved closer to identify it just as— "Miss, what brings you here?" The maid, responsible for chores, entered and asked in surprise. Ling Ling was startled by the sudden voice as she processed her discovery. On reflex, she hid the clothing behind her back, adopting a cold demeanor, "I'm just looking around. You carry on; don't mind me." With that, Ling Ling dashed away in a flash. Seeing her mistress scurry off, the maid felt puzzled. If she hadn't been mistaken, her lady seemed rather uneasy earlier. Here, in her own home, with the privilege of a lady, she shouldn't be feeling uneasy, right? "Everyone’s been acting so strange, the lady this way, and the visiting cultivator too." Wait, the cultivator? The maid suddenly realized something. The mistress never visits this place. However, after the charming young cultivator was here yesterday, she appeared. Could there be a link between the two? Thinking of this, the maid quickly inspected the clothes. Indeed, a piece of the young cultivator's clothing was missing. "His undergarment is gone." Seeing this, the maid's eyes widened. How could the young cultivator’s undergarment just vanish? Clothes don't simply disappear into thin air! Recalling the lady's evasive manner and what seemed to be hidden behind her, the situation was becoming increasingly clear. "I've heard of people collecting clothes worn by handsome youths; I never thought the lady would be one of those people!" What would someone do with a man's intimate apparel, if not that? "Looks like I’ll be washing the lady's clothes tomorrow, too." Sighing at the thought, the maid felt resigned. Ling Ling fled hurriedly from the room, stopping only after having run some distance. "What on earth am I doing!?" Looking at the clothes in her hand, Ling Ling's face flushed red. She had taken away Su Yan’s clothing; tomorrow when he returns and finds something missing, a simple inquiry would likely lead the suspicion to her, making it impossible to explain. "Should I return the clothes?" The moment this thought arose, Ling Ling shook her head, extinguishing it immediately. This garment was extremely peculiar, marked with unseemly traces, not something she'd want any other woman to see. "Why am I even concerned with something like this?" Ling Ling was baffled by her own mindset. She had clearly given up on him, yet found herself instinctively protecting his privacy, feeling a strong sense of possessiveness. "I truly am despicable!" Ling Ling cursed herself through gritted teeth, her resentment towards Su Yan deepening. How could he, at his age, still do such things? Wasn't he aware of what might be on his clothes? Delivering them to the laundry, discovered by a maid, what would they think? "Such clothing should be dealt with personally!" Ling Ling gritted her teeth and took a deep breath, looking at the garment in hand with a sharp gaze. Earlier, she was preoccupied with embarrassment. But now, thinking it over, the appearance of these stains was highly coincidental. He’d refused her advances the day before and had even hit her. Then this happens today. It was clear; he couldn’t stand it the night before, tossing and turning, resorting to... that. He was indeed a depraved character! She hadn’t misunderstood him! "Fantasizing about me while self-soothing—exactly as imagined. It's simply vile!" At this thought, Ling Ling felt a flush of both shame and anger as her impression of him deteriorated. Her memories hadn't failed her—Su Yan was indeed depraved. His refusal yesterday was likely just an act of holding out for more, unwilling to surrender easily. This realization angered Ling Ling immensely; what enraged her even more was having to clean up after him to keep him from finding out.