Inherited 100 Million - Chapter 9

As soon as that thought popped into her head, Xue Yizhuo felt a strange sense of responsibility.

But in reality, she stood in the shadow of the wall, tiptoeing to peek out, refusing to leave her hiding spot.

Logically, with her family background, she should have seen plenty of things… But Xue Yizhuo was a lazy slacker, a “salted fish” who spent all her time lounging around. She didn’t have many close friends, and whenever she got tired from learning different things, she would just play dead in bed.

This scene was truly something Xue Yizhuo had never seen before.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too suggestive, as the blush on Xue Yizhuo’s face never faded. She carefully used her round fan to cover most of her face, leaving only her eyes to peek out.

When she saw some things that were not suitable for children, the fan couldn’t help but move up, covering her eyes as well.

I am a decent person, Xue Yizhuo thought to herself.

But when she put the fan down, she saw a person who was even more decent and should not have been there at all.

Xue Yizhuo saw a disciple of the Shiwai Pavilion who was trapped between two women, her face flushed and her body wanting to shrink into the ground.

It was summer, and in such a place, the two women were dressed quite revealingly. They had sharp eyes and immediately noticed that the “boy” caught between them was actually a girl in disguise. This made teasing her even more fun.

The girl had just dodged one woman’s arm when the other hugged her slim waist. A dignified cultivator from the Shiwai Pavilion was being so flustered by two mortal women that she was on the verge of fleeing in disgrace.

Tsk, tsk. How embarrassing.

Thinking this, Xue Yizhuo’s body instinctively shrunk back even further.

But as soon as she moved, the flustered girl’s eyes lit up. She broke free from the two women, ran toward her, and reached out her hand, shouting, “Miss—”

Xue Yizhuo was startled.

She looked around, then pointed at herself in confusion.

The girl nodded hard, as if she had seen her savior.

Xue Yizhuo was dumbfounded. When did her invisibility spell wear off?

Xue Yizhuo suddenly realized that she was probably one of the few properly dressed, respectable people there. Even the girl’s clothes were a mess, and she was missing an outer robe—not because the two women had taken it, but because she had accidentally dropped it while trying to escape in a panic.

To the girl, Xue Yizhuo was a lifesaver.

Before Xue Yizhuo could react, her arm was grabbed. The girl practically clung to her. “Please stop here, ladies. I’d like to have her accompany me instead!”

The woman in the blue dress covered her mouth and laughed. “Young master, this sister is not from Yangliu Alley.”

“Huh?” The girl was stunned.

“I didn’t expect so many young ladies to be interested in our place,” the other woman in a pink dress stepped forward, gently taking Xue Yizhuo’s hand. “Little sister, this is not a good place. It’s not safe to come here alone.”

Xue Yizhuo wished she could completely hide her face.

It was one thing to be here unnoticed with an invisibility spell… but how had she been found?

Now she couldn’t even sneak away.

“Drunk men often come to the back courtyard, little sister, be careful not to be harassed,” the woman in pink said. “Why don’t you two sisters come to my room for now? When we’re free, we’ll escort you out of Yangliu Alley.”

Xue Yizhuo nodded, still covering her face with her fan.

The silly girl clinging to her looked around dumbly. “Where are the two sisters?”

Xue Yizhuo wanted to hit her with her fan and tell her to stop embarrassing herself.

The girl didn’t get hit on the head, but the woman in blue pinched her cheek. “‘Young master,’ if you’re going to dress as a man in the future, remember to do something to your face. Don’t just put on men’s clothes and come to a place like this.”

The girl was shocked by the news that her disguise was a total failure and froze on the spot.

Xue Yizhuo practically dragged her to the pink-dressed woman’s room.

The two women were busy that night. After leading them to the room, they left.

This left Xue Yizhuo and the girl sitting on opposite sides of a table, staring at each other.

The atmosphere was too awkward. The girl couldn’t bear it and cleared her throat. “Miss, why did you come to a place like this alone? It’s too dangerous.”

Xue Yizhuo said expressionlessly, “What gives you the right to lecture me?”

“I’m… I’m different!” The girl’s face turned red. “I’m a…”

The rest of her words got stuck in her throat.

The girl wanted to say she was a cultivator, but as the words were about to come out, she remembered that this was something you shouldn’t casually tell mortals.

The Liduan River divided the world of cultivators and mortals. There were many unwritten rules between the two worlds, a very important one being that cultivators should not interfere with the lives of mortals.

In fact, even without this rule, most cultivators didn’t want to get involved with mortals, as it would affect their cultivation.

When they had to travel in the Eastern Continent for some reason, cultivators would always hide their identities.

Xue Yizhuo knew what the girl wanted to say, but she still remembered how pathetic the girl looked when the two women surrounded her. She couldn’t help but look at her with sympathy.

Girl: “…”

What a infuriating look.

The girl finally thought of a comeback and said loudly, “I didn’t come here alone!”

Xue Yizhuo was taken aback.

Cultivators come to this kind of place in groups?

Although she knew the Shiwai Pavilion cultivators were not here to do that kind of thing, the idea of a group of cultivators coming to a pleasure house still felt very strange.

The girl didn’t come alone… so… did Jun Yu come too?

Xue Yizhuo shook her head, forcing this ridiculous thought out of her mind.

Even if they had to come to Yangliu Alley for some business, they would have sent the disciples. Jun Yu was noble and untainted; she would never come here herself.

Seeing Xue Yizhuo shake her head, the girl’s eyes widened. “You don’t believe me?”

Xue Yizhuo shook her head again. “I didn’t say I don’t believe you…”

Before Xue Yizhuo could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a shrill scream from outside. She had no idea what happened, but chaos broke out. In her confusion, she heard a woman scream—

“Help! Someone’s dead!!”

The girl’s face changed. She jumped up and rushed out of the room, leaving Xue Yizhuo with no chance to grab her sleeve.

Xue Yizhuo listened to the commotion outside, held her skirt, and quickly ran out of the pink-dressed woman’s room.

••••

Figures swayed in front of her.

“Excuse me—”

Screams, gasps, and various panicked questions drowned out Xue Yizhuo’s voice.

The narrow path in front of her was completely blocked. She couldn’t get to where the body was.

Xue Yizhuo, relying on her small size, managed to squeeze through a gap in the human wall. She didn’t realize that her hairpin had been knocked off until her hair, which was only held in place by that one pin, came loose.

A strand of her hair got caught on something. Xue Yizhuo only felt the pain when it was pulled and broke.

“Ouch…”

Xue Yizhuo sucked in a breath. Before she knew it, she was knocked down by another drunk man.

She stumbled and fell forward.

The world, which had been filled with the stench of alcohol, was suddenly enveloped by a faint, elegant scent of wood. Xue Yizhuo couldn’t identify the fragrance.

She fell into a soft embrace.

She apologized and tried to get up in a panic, but she stepped on her skirt and fell again.

…How clumsy.

Xue Yizhuo felt a little hopeless.

She had just fallen on the girl in front of her twice.

Xue Yizhuo felt a hand gently pat her back. Then she heard a familiar voice above her. “Don’t be in a hurry. Be careful.”

…It’s Jun Yu’s voice.

Xue Yizhuo completely froze, a motionless “salted fish.”