Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

In a row of small rooms, three factions had already gathered. On the far right was Yu Yao’s father, in the middle were Yuchi and the others, and on the left was Bu Huoran.

Yu Yao’s father, seizing the moment Yuchi and the others didn’t notice, had his old servant take him flying over rooftops and escaping, as there was no need for him to appear in the following situation. Yuchi’s performance had completely reassured him, with each of the young man’s steps being precise and neat.

Really well done.

Bu Huoran also left immediately, having similar thoughts to Yu Yao’s father, feeling a sense of helplessness. If only he had been born twenty years earlier, he thought, he would be just a year or two younger than Yuchi now.

What a pity.

In this room, Yuchi was already leisurely pouring tea for himself. His intention was simple: to turn the recent match into a mere performance, ensuring no one would lose face over it.

Leave a bit of room when doing things to meet again pleasantly later.

Though, at this moment, he had to take this chance to give a good talking-to. After all, Yuchi didn’t believe no one was watching in the shadows. Since neither Yu Yao’s father nor anyone from the Celestial Craft Workshop had appeared, it meant his actions had no issues.

Yes, he successfully integrated into Cuncha City.

But he was indeed going to make Yu Yao understand her recklessness this time. This 500,000 silver tuition wasn’t considered expensive, right?

Yuchi deliberately said, ”Thank you, little sister Yu Yao, for the two million taels of silver. Wishing you well.”

Yu Yao cried without a reply.

Yuchi continued, ”Sister Tingyue, since that’s the case, I won’t head back to our Celestial Craft Workshop for dinner today. I’ll go find a courtesan in Cuncha City to chat.”

Using my money to find a courtesan? And you even say it right in front of me... Yuchi, where is your conscience!? Did a dog eat your conscience?

Bu Tingyue, of course, understood what Yuchi meant. She nodded and casually said, ”It’s perfect, Yuchi, you have a few courtesans to support, and originally you were short on cash. But now, thanks to the two million taels from sister Yu Yao, you can support a few more.”

Scoundrel!

Yu Yao, wiping her tears, stood up, leaning on the table: ”Then I’ll leave. You all stay here.”

With emotions growing more sorrowful, had she really miscalculated this time? Was it true that she’d been reckless? Just like her father said, was this two million merely tuition?

But this tuition was way too expensive.

Boo hoo.

Yu Yao didn’t know how to explain it all to her father later, as she walked out somewhat lost. Then she met Yuchi’s gentle smile as he appeared before her.

”What’s up...” she asked through tears.

”Giving you change.”

Yuchi handed over the remaining 1.5 million, and while Yu Yao stood there dumbfounded, trying to understand the situation, he laughed and said, ”If I took the full two million, I’d have to marry you. But I only took 500,000, so I don’t have to marry you, hahaha.”

Laughing without a trace of guilt, as he left the room with Bu Tingyue, it gave off a rascal-like vibe of leaving after pulling up his pants. Yet, Yu Yao’s heart was deeply touched.

I...

Did I just see ghosts?