Wei Chen, on the other hand, was stunned. Why was this girl here? No, more importantly, were those people dancing in midair wearing such scanty outfits? Were they not the girls from the Immortal Dream Garden? Was this so kind of world tour or sothing? Wei Chen wondered inwardly.
The ship quickly drew the attention of everyone in the stadium to Dream Butterfly. Many cultivators had keen eyesight, and they all focused on her. Her long white and red robe, decorated with butterfly and night sky patterns, made her the center of attention for both n and won.
So looked at her with admiration, others with interest, curiosity, and awe. So gazed at her with envy and jealousy. Most n held strong lust and desire in their eyes, while most won were filled with jealousy and envy.
Dream Butterfly’s gaze lingered on Wei Chen before she smiled and nodded at him. Her deanor was like a heavenly orchid, pure and untouched by the mundane world.
She nodded at Wei Chen with a clear trace of longing and admiration in her eyes before she withdrew her gaze, afraid it would bring trouble to her lord.
She had already experienced such trouble before. It was no joke. In her early days, there was once a ti at a restaurant within the Immortal Dream Garden’s confines when she smiled and greeted a young master who had given her one of his business deeds, an exchange shop. The young master greeted her back, smiled, and even spoke with her for five minutes.
After that day, she heard that the young master was challenged by other young masters daily. Eventually, he was beaten to a pulp, and his family had to invite a physician and an alchemy master from the Golden Cauldron Sect.
The young master’s family was furious and went to the Immortal Dream Garden to demand compensation. However, the matron soothed their anger and paid part of the compensation with the diation of the city lord.
After that incident, she was strictly confined to the top of the Immortal Dream Tower by the matron, afraid that her charm would cause even more trouble. Since then, to prevent such accidents, the identities of the people who received her service were kept as top secrets by the Immortal Dream Garden.
Wei Chen did not know how to react to this situation, but with professionalism in mind, he diverted the cara to focus on this unexpected visit from the Immortal Dream Garden.
.... Within the Chat Room ....
Little Wealthy Demon: [Ugh... Why is she there? I did not know she could leave her gilded cage like this.]
Handso Tall and Rich: [It is because she ca along with her cage. Do you not see that the entire flying ark is decorated, with won dancing as if it were still the Immortal Dream Garden? This is the Immortal Dream Ark. It is a special trip planned by the Immortal Dream Garden Matron herself.]
Handso Tall and Rich: [And since Dream Butterfly is here, the matron should be nearby. Maybe she is on that ship. One of my friends in Azure River Capital City told that the Immortal Dream Garden seems to have lost much of its brilliance lately. No wonder, it is because the matron planned this trip and brought Dream Butterfly out for a performance.]
Handso Tall and Rich: [Co to think of it, the Immortal Dream Garden has planned several trips since its founding. But this is the first ti the matron has brought out the Jewel of the Immortal Dream Garden. I wonder if this...]
Little Wealthy Demon: [ You seem to know a lot about the Immortal Dream Garden. Were you a regular there?]
Handso Tall and Rich: [ I only visited a few tis. Most of what I know cos from my friend.]
Little Wealthy Demon: [Oh really?]
Drinking Till Dawn: [I have taken a look at the visiting guest records. I must say... it is very interesting.]
Handso Tall and Rich: [ Do not lie to . Those records are top secrets of the Immortal Dream Garden. There is no way an outsider like you could have a chance to see them.]
Drinking Till Dawn: [ But I am a new protector of the Immortal Dream Garden, and I only took a quick look.]
Handso Tall and Rich: [ I will buy your mory of that quick look for ten thousand spirit stones.]
Drinking Till Dawn: [ Co on, my mory is not that bad.]
Handso Tall and Rich: [ One hundred thousand spirit stones.]
Drinking Till Dawn: [ What was I saying? I already forgot!]
The Pillar of Wealth: [ We need to have a talk, son]
Handso Tall and Rich: [...]
....
At this ti, one of the withdrawing flying arks stopped in midair and slowly descended, while the others continued to withdraw and flew on their way. Specifically, the one that stopped was the flying ark of the Murong Clan.
Wei Chen’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the flying ark that suddenly canceled its departure.
"Do not tell ... it is that guy Murong Wen... the horny one..." he muttered under his breath.
As if foretold, Murong Wen flew out of the flying ark along with two of his Dao Protectors. He flew toward the Immortal Dream Ark and slowly descended onto it.
The warm smile on his face was the very image of a gentle scholar and righteous cultivator. His white robes were the epito of elegance and nobility, seemingly unblemished and refined.
Wei Chen deliberately focused the cara on the scene. At this mont, as if on cue, all comntary and the tournant itself were paused.
No one wanted to offend the young master of the Murong Clan.
Murong Wen walked toward Dream Butterfly, who was playing the zither with her eyes closed, as if intoxicated by the music.
"As always, your song is very beautiful. But your beauty is even more so. Looking into your eyes is like gazing upon priceless treasure. It draws in and intoxicates , making drown under your charm" Murong Wen said with a smile he believed to be his most handso.
Wei Chen pursed his lips in disgust. What kind of line was that? Were won in this world really moved by such cringeworthy lines? And what kind of smile was that? Just looking at it made his skin crawl. He shuddered inwardly.
He then looked at Dream Butterfly, who only smiled. Her hands stopped playing, and the dancers who had been performing for her also stopped and unhurriedly moved to stand behind her.
Dream Butterfly looked up. Her eyes briefly glanced at Wei Chen, who was staring at Murong Wen as if he were the king of cringe, while rubbing his arms to suppress the discomfort.
However, Dream Butterfly misunderstood the situation. She thought that the look of disgust was directed at her, and her heart sank to her stomach. This would not do. She could not allow Lord Wei to misunderstand her relationship with Young Master Murong.
To her, Young Master Murong was strictly business and professional, nothing more than that.
But she also could not say it bluntly and shatter the jade, as that would surely bring trouble to the matron who had raised her.
Dream Butterfly smiled at Young Master Murong.
"Young Master Murong must be joking. How could this lowly girl’s charm be enough to entice you? All kinds of saintesses and geniuses from various sects adore you, Young Master Murong. This lowly girl would not dare to compete," Dream Butterfly said in a demure manner, trying her best to keep her distance from Murong Wen.
But Murong Wen did not care and pressed on. "Hahaha, if you say that you are not worthy of this young master, then heaven truly has no eyes. To , you are always number one in my heart."
{God, sobody take away from this place, or sobody shut that guy up. The cringe!} Wei Chen scrubbed his face as if he could not bear to watch anymore.
Seeing Wei Chen in the middle of a cringe attack, Dream Butterfly thought that Lord Wei no longer wanted to watch. This set off an alarm in her heart. Now she no longer cared if this would bring trouble to the matron. She needed to clearly distance her relationship with Young Master Murong.
"Young Master Murong, please mind your manners. If others see and hear what you say, it may affect your esteed status. I am rely a lowly courtesan, not worth your ti. This is a public place, so I ask Young Master Murong to watch his manners," Dream Butterfly said as she steeled herself.
If she were to be killed right then and there, she would have no regrets. She had already done her best to reduce the backlash toward the matron.
"Huh? What did you say?" Murong Wen’s face turned cold as he looked at Dream Butterfly, as if he had just heard an ant dare to insult him.
A mortal dared to advise him about manners? Truly, a newborn calf did not fear a tiger.
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