Chapter 167: Failure to Recognize Quality

Mo Changxing’s handsome eyes carried a hint of the night’s chill. He looked somewhat displeased at Yuejian’s hesitation and said coldly, “If you have something to say, just say it!”

Yuejian lowered his head and, not daring to hesitate further, replied respectfully, “Master, you haven’t returned to the clan recently. Little Mistress Sisi has been clamoring to see you every day, practically turning the entire clan upside down!”

“Let her make a scene if she wants! From now on, don’t bother me with her trivial matters unless absolutely necessary.” Mo Changxing frowned, his voice icy with displeasure. As for that girl Sisi, who always clung to him, he was utterly fed up.

If Yun Sisi weren’t still useful, he would have long since thrown her as far away as possible—preferably to the ends of the earth, just to be rid of the nuisance!

Yuejian’s voice trembled slightly. “Young Master, the entire clan is nearly in chaos because of Little Mistress Sisi.”

Wasn’t this already a major issue? Did they have to wait until their clan was torn apart by her before it counted as serious?

“Let her make as much noise as she wants! In any case, don’t report her matters to me anymore!” Mo Changxing’s expression grew even colder.

Seeing Mo Changxing’s impatience, Yuejian wisely held his tongue and refrained from mentioning Yun Sisi again. Instead, he shifted the conversation to other pending matters awaiting Mo Changxing’s decision.

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After a long journey, Yun Qingxue now had an extra person by her side—someone she had “picked up” along the way. This person had been sticking close to her, even staying in her room, making it impossible for her to sleep peacefully.

On her wrist, Adai was still sulking over the incident earlier that day when she had thrown him into the water at the tavern.

Yun Qingxue sighed softly and reached out to stroke Adai’s smooth body.

Adai wriggled uncomfortably.

“Hiss~” Stop harassing me, you brute!

“Adai,” Yun Qingxue called gently.

Adai turned his head away stubbornly.

“Little Adai?” Yun Qingxue tapped his cute little head.

“Hiss~” Adai flicked his tongue.

Leave me alone! I’m angry and annoyed!

“Little Adai~” Yun Qingxue persisted, touching his head again.

Adai suddenly turned back, baring his tiny, sharp fangs at her. I’ll bite if you keep this up!

To his surprise, Yun Qingxue shamelessly extended her index finger toward his mouth. “If biting me will make you feel better, go ahead. Here, take a bite…”

Adai pouted, his small eyes shimmering with what seemed like tears. His owner was such a scoundrel…

How could he ever bring himself to bite her? But the thought of her sending him away to safety without considering his feelings during danger made his little heart ache unbearably.

“Alright, Adai.”

Adai’s pitiful expression warmed Yun Qingxue’s heart. She explained gently, “In situations like that, even if you stayed, we’d both end up dead. Think about it—wouldn’t it be a waste if both of us perished…?”

“Hiss~ Hiss~”

As Yun Qingxue spoke, Adai only grew more agitated, his round eyes glaring and his tiny body swaying restlessly.

“Hiss~ Hiss~”

I want to live and die with you! If one of us has to die, why can’t it be me protecting you?

Uh-oh…

Adai was really upset this time.

Yun Qingxue had no choice but to continue apologizing. “Alright, next time there’s danger, you go first, and I’ll run. How’s that?”

“Hiss~”

Yun Qingxue had said it casually, but to her surprise, Adai nodded solemnly.

Instantly, her eyes reddened. She gently kissed his little head and murmured, “Silly little thing.”

Having reconciled with Adai, Yun Qingxue closed her eyes but still couldn’t fall into a peaceful slumber.

In the corner of the room, Daise watched the bed with a puzzled expression. Was the Flower King talking to herself?

“Disciple! Disciple!”

At the first light of dawn, someone began pounding on Yun Qingxue’s door.

Daise glanced at Yun Qingxue on the bed and quietly opened the door. Bowing slightly to the person outside, she asked, “The young mistress is still resting. May I ask what you need?”

“Aiya!” Purple Melody Sage clapped his hands dramatically and deftly slipped past Daise into the room.

“This is a lady’s chamber—you can’t just barge in!” Daise hurried after him, exasperated by the sage’s lack of decorum.

Purple Melody Sage ignored her completely, striding toward the inner room while shouting, “Disciple, rise and shine! The sun’s up—sleeping in is a bad habit!”

Yun Qingxue had slept fitfully all night and had already gotten up when Daise went to answer the door. As Purple Melody Sage barged in, he found her sitting by the bed.

Her glass-like eyes regarded him coolly as he intruded without permission.

Purple Melody Sage halted mid-step, suddenly awkward under her aloof gaze. He waved sheepishly. “G-good morning, disciple!”

Yun Qingxue smiled faintly and replied with a single, icy word: “Morning.”

The scene made Purple Melody Sage frown. Why did it feel like he was the disciple here?

No, he had to reclaim his authority as the master!

“Ahem!” He cleared his throat and said pompously, “Disciple, now that you’ve entered my sect, it’s my duty to teach you properly. Come with me.”

With that, he turned and strode out.

After a few steps, realizing Yun Qingxue hadn’t followed, he stopped and spun around, looking utterly ridiculous. “You agreed to be my disciple, didn’t you?”

Yun Qingxue…

“Master, may I freshen up first?”

Purple Melody Sage immediately brightened. “What a hassle!”

With a wave of his hand, Yun Qingxue was instantly groomed and dressed.

Pleased with his handiwork, he smirked proudly and turned again. “Follow me, disciple.”

Yun Qingxue stood and followed, with Daise trailing closely behind.

After walking for about half an hour under Purple Melody Sage’s lead, they arrived at a dilapidated thatched hut.

“Disciple, look! What is that?” Purple Melody Sage pointed excitedly at the hut, his eyes practically sparkling as he awaited her answer.

Yun Qingxue answered truthfully: “A thatched hut.”

“And?” Clearly dissatisfied, Purple Melody Sage pressed, “Look closer, dear disciple. What else?”

Yun Qingxue studied it carefully, then shook her head.

“Look even closer!” Purple Melody Sage refused to give up.

So, Yun Qingxue tried adding an adjective to “thatched hut.” She replied, “A ‘shabby’ thatched hut!”

Purple Melody…

Was there truly no one in this world who could recognize true value?