Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

The people were already finding it difficult to understand the development of the situation, all looking towards Master Qianhua.

The sound of commotion coming from outside was incessant, making Master Qianhua’s heart burn with anxiety.

"Honored guests, there is a slight emergency, please allow me to handle it. For now, please return to your rooms to rest, or feel free to wander around the Qianhua Pavilion and let the maids know if you find any clothing you like."

Master Qianhua wore a faint smile, resorting to this delaying tactic.

The painters exchanged glances, knowing something was amiss, but they had no choice but to rise and take their leave.

"Master Qianhua!"

A shout filled with anger suddenly rang out, and at the same time the door flung open, allowing a large sheet of light to flood in, and a shadow was extended long on the ground.

The crowd focused their eyes and saw that the person blocking the doorway was, unexpectedly, a young man.

His left arm hung limply as if dislocated, his clothes were torn and tattered, and he exuded a strong scent of blood.

"This is..."

The people looked at each other in dismay, unable to imagine seeing such a young man in the headquarters of Qianhua Pavilion.

This young man was remarkably handsome and stood tall; could it be... that he was kept here by Master Qianhua for her amusement?

Among them, a female painter suddenly had a flash of realization and exclaimed, "It’s You Su! You Su from Lotus Peak!"

You Su’s face was quite well-known in Henggao City, and after recognizing him, the people were even more astonished.

"Mr. You, you have arrived."

Master Qianhua responded with a calm smile, as composed as ever.

"It seems Mr. You has urgent business with me, so honored guests, please go and rest."

With that, the maids entered in single file, escorting these renowned painters out the door.

Although the people wanted to continue watching the spectacle, they did not dare act recklessly on Master Qianhua’s territory, especially since the most powerful among them had not even reached the Void Realm.

As the door was closed again, only the three remaining people faced each other in the dim room.

Wangshu angrily glared at the graceful back of Master Qianhua before running to You Su’s side.

Seeing You Su’s body marked by bloody bruises and his almost necrotic left hand, the girl’s blue eyes were filled with self-blame.

"Junior Brother, I’m sorry..."

"I’ll teach you a lesson later."

You Su spoke sternly, and Wangshu softly replied with an ’oh,’ standing next to You Su with her head bowed, like a child waiting for punishment after angering a parent.

However, You Su used his still-functioning right hand to take something from his bosom, which turned out to be the Jade Rabbit Mask originally belonging to Senior Sister, brought by Xiaohua, and handed it over.

Wangshu obediently took it, her eyes blinking with a pitiful expression.

Master Qianhua watched the two, her emotions unreadable:

"Mr. You is indeed daring, actually breaking free at the cost of an arm; it seems you really want to witness the moment your senior sister removes her mask."

"So it’s you who did this!"

Wangshu turned and glared angrily at Master Qianhua, her treasured sword instantly retrieved from the Qiankun Bag, ready to draw it against her.

But You Su held her hand down; the opponent was a Void Realm Venerable, and a forceful confrontation was clearly unwise. Not to mention, there were many influential people within the pavilion, and causing too much commotion could easily lead to uncontrollable chaos.

"I really don’t understand; don’t you wish your senior sister had an exquisite face? Why is your reaction so intense?"

Master Qianhua glanced at the young man covered in welts, her expression puzzled.

"You know very well what you want to do with my senior sister. Once this mask is removed, it can never be put back on."

"Are you sure you’re not misunderstanding my intentions?" Master Qianhua crossed her arms, enhancing her luscious appearance, her tone carrying a hint of grievance.

You Su, disregarding his own injuries, shook his head with a smile:

"You’re worse than I thought."

"Exactly, you are a bad person."

Seeing her always-trusted Junior Brother speak this way, Wangshu promptly agreed with a determined nod.

"My Qianhua Pavilion pays a large annual tax to the Divine Mountain to fend off malevolence along the coastline; I also donate many clothes to impoverished cities. They all call me a great altruist, yet you call me a bad person?"

"Doing good deeds doesn’t necessarily make one a good person, and doing bad deeds doesn’t necessarily make one a bad person. People are complex; sometimes they’re good, sometimes they’re bad. Master Qianhua should understand this."

You Su’s words were dizzying to Wangshu, who could not grasp such deep concepts, yet she still resolutely stood protectively in front of You Su.

"I just want to fulfill your senior sister’s wishes, and in the process, spare your Bihua Pavilion. All it costs is for your senior sister to show her face; aren’t you being ungrateful?"

Master Qianhua squinted her eyes, carefully observing You Su’s demeanor.

She wanted to see if this young man was merely bluffing.

"As you said, you have many ways to take down Bihua Pavilion. Qianhua Pavilion has suppressed other clothing pavilions for hundreds of years and can do the same to Bihua Pavilion. But you didn’t use conventional means; instead, you chose to turn my senior sister against us.

To cover your malicious intentions, you put on an act of generosity, claiming you can spare Bihua Pavilion. But you even severely punished a maid for taking a few extra steps with me; how could such a person truly spare Bihua Pavilion? It’s laughably hypocritical."

You Su did not say everything, as he knew there was no need to overstate his words.

Now it may seem simple to have Senior Sister show her face to lend support to Qianhua Pavilion. But once Senior Sister is bound to Qianhua Pavilion, and Qianhua Pavilion becomes powerful enough to economically sanction Bihua Pavilion, when Bihua Pavilion’s people have their dreams shattered, will they blame Senior Sister or thank her?