Chapter 122.1 : Duty (Part 1)
"You insolent disciple—then what exactly do you want?"
Luo Huangjun frowned slightly, staring at Chu Ge, who was wearing an unrestrained, wicked smile. She had the distinct feeling that he was brewing some bad idea.
"Master, do you know? A mouth isn't only used for speaking…"
Chu Ge leaned close to Luo Huangjun's ear, whispering those words—and then murmured a few more things softly.
As she listened, Luo Huangjun's face flushed bright red.
Almost instinctively, her gaze dropped downward, only to snap back up again at once. She pointed at her lips and said,
"How could that possibly work?"
She shook her head as she spoke. The method Chu Ge suggested was simply too embarrassing to say out loud.
"Master, if you don't try it, how will you know whether it works or not?"
"You wouldn't want your disciple to go back with a chaotic mind and restless thoughts, delaying his cultivation, would you?"
Chu Ge grinned mischievously. Having already thoroughly understood Luo Huangjun's temperament, he wasn't worried in the slightest that she would truly refuse.
Such a strong reaction now was nothing more than her sense of shame acting up.
"You insolent disciple! To think you'd come up with such a vulgar method! Only this once—there will not be a next time!"
Luo Huangjun pressed her thin lips together, then finally shot Chu Ge a fierce glare before agreeing. In truth, she also wanted to make it up to him.
So although Chu Ge's proposal made her unbearably embarrassed, she had never truly intended to reject it.
Chu Ge smiled and nodded, feeling utterly pleased with himself.
Being able to make his normally aloof Master assume such a submissive, accommodating posture filled him with an indescribable sense of achievement.
Naturally, Luo Huangjun knew nothing about this sort of thing and had no technique to speak of—fortunately, Chu Ge was there to guide her.
Setting other matters aside, although Luo Huangjun was not good with words and appeared rather clumsy when trading verbal barbs with Chu Ge…
In this regard, she displayed an obvious and astonishing talent.
With Chu Ge's guidance, she quickly mastered many techniques.
Chu Ge, of course, enjoyed it immensely, and the atmosphere was rather harmonious—so long as one ignored the occasional irritated glances Luo Huangjun shot at him.
Neither of them noticed—nor did they particularly care—that a pair of eyes had been watching the scene inside the room all along through a narrow crack in the door.
Su Lingyuan covered her mouth, her eyes opened wide as she stared at the somewhat indecent scene unfolding inside, her heart filled with shock.
She had never imagined that her cold, noble Master would one day lower her proud head before a man, bowing and accommodating him.
Yet when she realized that this man was Chu Ge, it suddenly didn't feel quite so unacceptable.
If she were honest with herself—if Chu Ge were to make the same request of her, asking her to assume the same posture her Master had right now—she might very well agree in the end.
"Is it not done yet?"
Soft rustling sounds came from inside the room, followed by Luo Huangjun's voice, tinged with a hint of complaint.
"Uh—almost, almost done, Master…"
Su Lingyuan watched with a flushed face as her Master's movements gradually quickened. While overwhelmed with embarrassment, she was also filled with curiosity, her eyes wide as she refused to miss a single detail.
And as a satisfied breath sounded from within the room, the noises inside gradually subsided.
"Outrageous! How did you get my hair all dirty?"
Luo Huangjun scolded angrily, her speech somewhat indistinct, as though something were still caught in her mouth.
"Master, you didn't catch it properly—your disciple really can't be blamed."
"You insolent disciple! You twist every word to your advantage. Truly a vulgar wretch. Now that it's over, hurry and go cultivate!"
"Master… I really wanted to agree, but it doesn't seem willing to agree at all."
Listening to the exchange inside, Su Lingyuan peeked through the crack and saw where Chu Ge was pointing. Her body instantly felt hot and restless.
"You—you insolent disciple! How can you still be so energetic? Didn't you just—"
Luo Huangjun's voice carried unmistakable surprise.