67 - The Cannon Fodder is Prepared to Divorce

This fox spirit doesn’t seem to be as Yuan Yang previously described. “That young lady…” Su Yang hesitated when she spoke to Meng Sheng about these two, “seems to have many concerns about Yue Bai. On the day Yue Bai appeared, I noticed a change in her demeanor.” She had originally been calm and composed, appearing unruffled and in control even in front of Su Yang. When Su Yang slipped something into her drink, she remained unbothered as if she was aware of it all along. Yet somehow, the moment Yue Bai appeared, she grew agitated and uneasy. “It seems she cares more about Yue Bai than herself,” Su Yang added with a helpless smile. “When she came to see me the next day, she was troubled, more self-reproachful than happy...” Su Yang shook her head. “Who knows who is really deceiving whom?” Yue Bai seemed to go with the flow, enjoying a night of passion. That young lady, on the other hand, was left with mixed feelings, looking as though she would be tormented for quite some time. But according to Meng Sheng’s observation at that moment, if this fox spirit was indeed that person from the other day, then the two must have resolved their issues. As for deceiving each other, it now appeared the fox spirit held the upper hand. After all, the previously composed and cold Yue Bai would always pause her drink at the phrase “Master Yue Bai" uttered by the fox spirit and glance her way. Jiu Yi: "Serves her right." Since she insisted on being called that, Yue Bai had to endure the embarrassment. “Master Yue Bai asked me to learn from Master Meng Sheng,” Ji Wu Nian said, holding a small cup in both hands, putting on the pretense of an innocent white rabbit despite being an alluring fox spirit. “Please instruct me.” She leaned slightly forward, the drink slipping past her red lips, adding a touch of color. Meng Sheng enjoyed drinking with the straightforward little fox and downed a cup herself. “What did she ask you to learn from me? Business?” “She asked me to learn…” A tail wrapped into a hand. Ji Wu Nian glanced aside while holding the cup, her face still retaining the smile from their previous conversation, glowing crimson. The observer smiled too, though not as widely, with eyes showing layers of depth. Yue Bai is quite jealous and might seek revenge if provoked. “Yue Bai, let her speak,” Meng Sheng waved towards Yue Bai, maintaining her adorable girl-like appearance, “Jiang Chou, just say it, what did she ask you to learn?” Ji Wu Nian blinked. “Learn to dote on Miss Su like you do.” Yue Bai couldn’t discern if it was better to speak the truth or not, but upon receiving Meng Sheng's gaze, she felt it’s probably best for Ji Wu Nian to remain silent. ...What were they really here for? Regardless, Jiu Yi found amusement in their situation. “Who knows?” “Yuan Yang spoils me,” Meng Sheng smiled when talking about Su Yang. “She gives me all the money she earns.” A shallow dimple and a warm radiance, exuding innocent charm. Who could have imagined this girl was once a ruthless demon general responsible for countless deaths? Ji Wu Nian was momentarily stunned then joined in their joy. “But Yue Bai is quite troublesome, fickle, and quickly bored with everything...” “You don’t even dislike her,” Jiu Yi clicked his tongue. “How come she dislikes you first?” The neglected Yue Bai took a bite of her side dish, watching Ji Wu Nian and Meng Sheng, who seemed like long-lost friends, ignoring her existence. She had noticed the resemblance before, and meeting face-to-face, they indeed shared a mutual chemistry. Late and still outside, Su Yang heard from a servant that Meng Sheng was in a good mood today, having sent in several rounds of wine. Seeing another servant heading in, Su Yang took the wine tray from them, knocked, and entered. “Yuan Yang!” Meng Sheng called her over, pulling the red fox along, “Come here, this is Jiang Chou.” With a slight flush on her cheeks from the wine, Meng Sheng looked even younger. In contrast, the six-tailed fox spirit beside her was taller and looked less childlike, with long, delicate features and tails that swayed with an unintentional allure. At the table, Yue Bai paused her chopsticks and offered a gentle smile. Su Yang closed the door behind her and greeted, “Miss Yue Bai, Miss Jiang Chou?” The red fox straightened her clothing and stood tall, gathering away any previously shown flirtatious demeanor. “Miss Su, we meet again.” It’s her. “I didn’t expect you to be from the fox clan…” “Not every fox spirit is alluring,” Ji Wu Nian laughed lightly, “I can’t seem to enchant Master Yue Bai.” Su Yang placed the tray of wine on the table, noticing Yue Bai’s indifferent glance and understanding the dynamics between the two. She poured a drink for Yue Bai, smiling, “Miss Yue Bai, how have you been lately?” “Not bad.” Yue Bai, feeling invisible, was glad to have a familiar face, addressing Su Yang, “Thanks for coming so late.” “Either Yuan Yang comes or I go looking for her,” Meng Sheng released Jiang Chou and jumped into Su Yang’s arms, her head at chest level, smiling towards Yue Bai, “It doesn’t make much difference.” “…A big display of affection.” Jiu Yi commented. Ji Wu Nian moved behind Yue Bai, embracing her shoulders and smiling silently, joining the scene of joy between Meng Sheng and Su Yang. “…Stop being naughty,” Su Yang said but didn’t push her away. She gently touched Meng Sheng’s nose and gave a soft smile. Remembering the presence of the other two, she pulled back slightly, “My apologies, you must find this a bit much.” “It’s lovely,” Ji Wu Nian leaned closer to Yue Bai, laughing playfully, “It’s enviable seeing you two like this.” “Isn’t it?” Meng Sheng seemed more cheerful, pulling Su Yang to sit down, “Yuan Yang is the best deal I’ve ever made.” Whether that was a compliment remained unclear. Yue Bai pulled Ji Wu Nian's hand, making her sit nearby Meng Sheng. The two soon started chirping about their matters, leaving Su Yang and Yue Bai to pick up another conversation to avoid the chatter. “You don’t normally get along with people this well,” Su Yang commented, feeling more at peace with Meng Sheng than their first meeting’s seductive nature, “This Miss Jiang Chou is intriguing as well.” “She doesn’t usually have such cheerful moments,” Yue Bai responded softly, recalling Ji Wu Nian often drinking alone, “She truly gets along with Meng Sheng.” Given their rapport, why did they disguise identities and avoid each other before? “Miss Yue Bai, your purpose tonight isn’t just to introduce Jiang Chou to us, right?” Su Yang lowered her voice, their voices blending into the laughter. Yue Bai shook her head. She initially intended to ask Meng Sheng about demonic cultivators and check on Su Yang's progress in soul power cultivation. “Matters for tomorrow,” Yue Bai decided, given the pleasant evening, “No need for troubling topics tonight.” “…Yuan Yang, stop whispering,” Meng Sheng, swayed by Jiang Chou’s charm, reached over to touch her fluffy tail, “Come feel this. Jiang Chou’s fox tail is so soft…” “…There are many fox spirits in the manor,” Su Yang freed the tail from Meng Sheng’s hold, “Why favor Jiang Chou’s so much?” “How is it the same?” Meng Sheng clung to Su Yang’s clothes, looking mischievously at Yue Bai, “’Master Yue Bai’s’ fox can’t be compared to ordinary ones.” Yue Bai’s brow twitched; the jab stung. “My lady,” Ji Wu Nian naturally played along, pressing her chin against the table, pouting her red lips, “Why only teach Yuan Yang soul power and not me?” Her words tearful and plaintive, drawing three pairs of eyes to Yue Bai. Not wanting to drink, Yue Bai sipped her tea. “You lack talent.” Ji Wu Nian blinked, processing the harsh evaluation. Lack. Talent. From birth to now, no one had ever told Ji Wu Nian she lacked talent. Her fox ears and tail drooped, defeated. “I can work harder…” It wasn’t about effort; Yue Bai refrained from explaining. The former demon general was moved by the little fox’s sorrow, leaning closer to scratch her fluffy ears, “Jiang Chou, don’t cry. You still have me. Can’t be ‘Master Yue Bai’s’ fox? You can be mine. I don’t mind the lack of talent…” “Ah, Meng Sheng…” The fox spirit teared up, “If ‘Master Yue Bai’ discards me, I'll dance here to make a living…” “Great idea,” Meng Sheng held her fox paw, “I’ll make you a star, find you many patrons…” Yue Bai couldn’t take it anymore. Smiling, strikingly beautiful, Yue Bai’s allure rivaled the fox spirits. She stepped closer, pulling a fox ear up, whispering in the soft fur. Meng Sheng and Su Yang couldn’t catch Yue Bai’s words but saw the fox spirit stop crying and blush. “Alright…” In the end, Yue Bai’s fox still obeyed her.