What if, just like in the novels, the Saint Heir is bewitched so deeply that he loses his soul to that group of seductive foxes?
"But..." Watching Pei Wanyu rising, Dong Han quickly followed her steps: "The Fox Clan has plenty of tricks, what if the Saint Heir gets lost in them..."
"Don't worry, he knows what he's doing."
Pei Wanyu raised her hand to interrupt her: "That little fox can't stir up much trouble."
Seeing Pei Wanyu's assured expression, Dong Han eased her inner worries.
"Oh, and by the way." Pei Wanyu tilted her head to glance at Dong Han: "Why don't you help out at the shop for now, the war hasn't ended and there's still much need for Spirit Crystals."
Dong Han promptly agreed.
Pei Wanyu nodded slightly, saying no more.
The four Little Monsters she brought back are still lacking in cultivation; Qiu Qingtang can easily sway them. Though she doesn't think Qingtang would dare, it's wise to prevent any mishaps.
Strolling to the stone steps outside the hall, Pei Wanyu looked toward Yun ng Cliff, a faint smile gracing her lips: "Playing quite a tune..."
She was naturally unworried; ever since she caught him and Yinruo red-handed, her good disciple discussed everything with her.
Thus, she was completely unworried.
Let him play with those foxes, as long as they keep their boundaries besides Qiu Qingtang... The Lu Family will need maids in the future anyway.
Retracting her gaze, Pei Wanyu looked up at the night sky, curious about what older sister had said to her good disciple back then.
It even stirred such a big reaction from Jin'an...
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Silver Moon hung high.
Inside the main hall of Yun ng Cliff, lights blazed while music, dance, and laughter thrived unstopped.
Inside the hall.
Various tones of laughter either blissful, bashful, or coy...
It was because Lu Jin'an held a pipa, stepping onto a table, playing a vibrant tune.
Certain fox spirits danced to the rhythm, so surrounded him, while Qiu Qingtang thoughtfully fed him wine and fruit.
Her shoulders trembled with joy, and her pink eyes grew more luminous and moist.
Sweeping a glance over the other fox spirits, Qiu Qingtang couldn't help but chuckle softly.
If there were any prior reservations, they disappeared after Lu Jin'an taught that vigorous music and dance; everyone loosened up essentially.
Silver verse exchanges, drinking gas, flower passing...
The liberated Lu Jin'an amazed them, who would have thought the dignified Saint Lu had such a wild side?
Who doesn't like this striking contrast?
Anyway, Qiu Qingtang certainly liked it; it was apparent Yun Duo, Miao Tong and the others grew much fonder of Lu Jin'an, not only playing more lavishly, but their actions grew bolder.
But fortunately, they understood to keep proper limits in regard to their master.
Qiu Qingtang withdrew her gaze, looking back at the singing Lu Jin'an, feeling slightly shy but her heart pounded clearly.
This man, who could grace the halls and the bed, possessing such elegance, was precisely her type.
"Alright, stop singing~" Qiu Qingtang tugged his arm, feigning jealousy: "Look at how they're bewitched, any longer and they might offer themselves to you."
"Hehe... Qingtang is getting jealous~"
Qiu Qingtang imdiately glared at Yun Duo: "Stop talking nonsense!"
"Did she say sothing wrong?" Lu Jin'an grinned at Qiu Qingtang.
Qiu Qingtang snorted, hastily pulling him off the table: "Why are you even singing mountain songs?"
Lu Jin'an settled back onto the cushion: "It's just about enjoying it."
"Yes, Saint Lu's singing is beautiful."
"Oh co on, it hardly stayed on tune..."
Qiu Qingtang said, while refilling his cup.
Lu Jin'an took the golden cup, downed it, his vision wandered over the hall, with quite a few fox spirits having let their sheer coats drop, scattered on the floor.
Breathing in casually carried a thick yet soothing seductive fragrance.
After sipping his drink, Qiu Qingtang followed his gaze with a teasing remark: "It's a bit chaotic, but such a scene easily reminds one of sothing, doesn't it?"
"Hmm?"
"Imagine, when intimate garnts are strewn about, it's hard to tell if a girl just took them off or if a man used them... isn't it?"
What a spontaneous lewd joke...
Lu Jin'an chuckled: "You really know how to ruin any conversation."
"Mm-hmm~" Qiu Qingtang kneeled behind him, gently massaging his shoulders: "You've been accompanying them in frolics, haven't had a proper pause, how about a vigorous show just for you?
Right at that mont, Miao Tong got inspired by what you taught and created a piece on the spot."
"Oh?" Lu Jin'an looked slightly surprised towards Miao Tong; this shy fox spirit was even more reserved than Qiu Qingtang, yet unexpectedly talented.
"Alright then, show your dance."
"Sure~" Qiu Qingtang grinned charmingly: "It'll surely please Young Master Lu... Just wait a mont~"
Saying that, she retreated with the other foxes.
Sitting by the table, Lu Jin'an sipped his drink, feeling slightly warm, casually removing his outer shirt. Though he knew Qiu Qingtang was enticing him... well, letting loose like this truly was enjoyable.
With a thoughtful smile, the next second saw all lights inside the hall fade.
Lu Jin'an instinctively clenched a fist, his body tensing slightly, but soon the five dazzling lights illuminated him easing once more.
Followed by the vigorous rhythm, his sight fell on the thirteen mbers of the 'Qingqiu Dance Troupe' led by Qiu Qingtang.
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