As if she didn't hear the uncertainty that coated each of Yuan Chuanli's words, Zhi Ruo tilted her head. "Didn't you hear me? I already said that grandfather's words are most likely to be excuses." Zhi Ruo waved her hands dismissively. Yuan Chuanli watched Zhi Ruo's careless actions and wanted to sigh. It was his luck to face such a indifferent and free willed heiress. He had finally decided to trust the rumors, that the true blooded Ye clan members are an eccentric bunch, more eccentric than the ancient cultivators that decided to live out of the current society. Yuan Chuanli thought that Ye Gu Shi was a weird one. He soon followed that thought with; that was because he hadn't met Zhi Ruo yet. "Even if the patriarch's words are excuses, I plan to follow his words exactly at face value." The guy said, causing Zhi Ruo to frown. Who knew that Yuan Chuanli was such a good law abider th

It has already been day since the talk with Yuan Chuanli. And unfortunately for the young genius, Zhi Ruo saw through her words efficiently and without any waste of time. Because not even an hour later, Yuan Chuanli who was enjoying his alone time in his 'own' pavilion, directly received a scroll from Ravel. And again without him noticing that damn butler's presence ;Or so he grumbles under his breath. He was torn in between considering Ravel's actions, rude, or considerate, because the moment he handed the scroll to him (without even a greeting) the butler had disappeared instantly without a word. The young genius was certainly glad he didn't have to spend time with idle chatter (as his etiquette calls him to do) and fake pleasantries, but he won't deny that Ravel's appearance 'who was without greetings' irked him a bit. Well, not really a bit. Yuan Chuanli just find it beneath him to get

As if he doesn't know what was running through Yang Meixiang's head, Alberu turned his head and was heading straight towards the seat that was meant for the owner of the room. Which mind you, wasn't him.The owner could not help but break her expression upon seeing Alberu's audacity. It was clear to her that the masked man never put her in his eyes. But she could only open and close her mouth, knowing that she cannot afford to step on the toes of this young man. The fan on her hand fluttered quickly for a split second before Yang Meixiang chose to quietly regain her bearings. "Indeed I am busy these days..." The masked man crossed his legs as he made himself comfortable in Yang Meixiang's seat. "I hear you sell information?" He promptly changed the topic, his head tilting towards Yang Meixiang's direction. Even without seeing his eyes, Yang Meixiang knew that the young master wasn't in the mood for joking or beating around