Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

The room is gloomy, sealed tightly, while outside is daylight, inside, however, one can barely see anything.

This is a room at the headquarters of Qianhua Pavilion specifically designed to exhibit top-level goods. There’s a strong light source on the ceiling that casts a conical beam upon the items, drawing everyone’s gaze.

At this moment, a young girl stands quietly in the center of the stage, bathed in light, seemingly becoming one with it. The familiar Jade Rabbit Mask is sacred and cannot be directly looked at.

Yet, before she lifted the veil, her demeanor was like an exhibit there for people to see.

Venerable Qianhua adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, looking somewhat displeased but still spoke to calm the crowd:

"Everyone, please be patient, Wangshu Fairy is about to remove her mask..."

The crowd was enlightened upon hearing this, though curious about this redundant act—who wears both a mask and a veil?

"Venerable Qianhua, I’m sorry, I don’t want to remove it."

Wangshu looked at Venerable Qianhua, her clear blue eyes unwavering.

This left Venerable Qianhua somewhat surprised, "Is Wangshu Fairy jesting? Is there a difficulty? If not prepared today, then tomorrow or the day after... we can all wait for you."

Although these artists each have their own pride, it’s hard to say what could bring them together to paint collectively. Having come, no one wants to miss this moment in the spotlight, waiting a few more days is no issue.

"Wangshu Fairy need not feel pressured; we can all wait."

Xv Yan put down her brush and said amicably.

The crowd also nodded in agreement.

These individuals entered the path through painting; crafting more profound works allows them to advance further in painting, and they are unwilling to pass up the chance to witness Wangshu Fairy’s unveiling.

Wangshu suddenly turned, looked at the people surrounding her, meeting their gazes one by one, making these artists feel rather flattered.

"Still not accustomed to it..."

The crowd, all sharp-eared cultivators, heard the young girl’s mutter, though unclear as to the meaning.

Little did they know, from beginning to end, Wangshu disliked the focus others brought.

Earlier, seated, external and internal pressure made her feel as if on pins and needles.

Every child who errs regrets; she wanted a face for her junior brother, not for them, why should she show them?

After Xiaohua brought back her junior brother’s appraisal, she suddenly awakened, realizing she could not continue erring.

"No need to wait, I won’t remove it."

Upon these words, the artists’ faces soured, and Venerable Qianhua furrowed his brows deeply:

"Wangshu Fairy, everyone is waiting, you suddenly refuse, disappointing everyone... isn’t that improper?"

Venerable Qianhua never expected, having spent effort and money to invite these proud artists, to record this moment from every angle.

But this naive Wangshu Fairy changed her mind at the last minute! What face remains for her? She was confident Wangshu Fairy would remove her mask!

"I’m sorry."

Wangshu understood the principle of not going back on one’s word, "But you promised my junior brother would love it, yet he doesn’t, so I don’t want it."

"Is this something you can take or not at will?"

Venerable Qianhua’s tone was irate, oppressive with her dignified hairstyle and black-gold cheongsam.

"This is my face; Venerable Qianhua can let them paint like this."

Wangshu calmly offered what she thought was a compensatory solution.

"But they came to paint you unveiled! If you don’t show your face, why don’t I go myself?"

Venerable Qianhua’s words were true; she was also a longstanding renowned fairy, alone, Wangshu Fairy’s influence could not compare.

But as a pavilion master, how could she lower herself?

"But this is my face. You didn’t help me, but I’m still willing to compensate you, how could you not appreciate it?"

Wangshu’s tone was naive, seemingly genuinely confused.

Upon these words, the crowd’s expressions grew dubious, some were puzzled by their conversation.

Has Wangshu Fairy gone mad? Who considers a mask as one’s face?

They sensed a failed transaction between the two, yet how did removing a mask relate to whether one wanted it or not?

Venerable Qianhua caught the crowd’s strange looks and exhaled slowly.

She realized this Jade Rabbit Mask wasn’t the previous mask, but transformed by Thousand-Faced Spot! That’s why Wangshu claimed this was her face under the veil!

Yet Venerable Qianhua couldn’t comprehend; she struggled to mold Thousand-Faced Spot into desired shapes, how did Wangshu Fairy make it change by itself?!

Venerable Qianhua privately regretted her hasty public confrontation with a junior; if continued, someone might decipher something.

She wished to leverage Wangshu Fairy’s association with the sinister as her handle, yet didn’t want to expose her own dealings.

At this moment, a commotion sounded outside the door.

"Mr. You, you can’t enter!"

"Move aside!"

Upon hearing, Wangshu’s blue eyes brightened, her junior brother has arrived! She was about to break through the encirclement to greet You Su at the door.

Yet Venerable Qianhua stepped out, blocking before her.