"Since you all hold such sincerity, does it an you are willing to agree to any demand I make?"
The graceful Mu Yunye smiled slightly and said, "As long as it does not violate the Heavenly Dao, if the Third Miss has any need, I shall comply."
Fang Geyu downed the cup of wine in her hand in one go, looking at him with bright eyes and said with a smile, "So, does it an you won’t mind even if I keep a male concubine?"
The words were shocking!
Such a straightforward and audacious request, not to ntion the change in color among the suitors at the table.
Even Fang You began to twitch at the corners of his mouth, unable to resist the urge to flick her forehead.
"What nonsense are you spouting! It seems Father has spoiled you too much over the years!!"
Before Fang You could lose face, one must know that other than Ji Xinnian, all present were sons of Immortals from the Upper Pure Immortal Realm.
If they weren’t sincerely intending to marry into Shifang City, how could these proud individuals lower themselves to step into this mortal realm?
Now, before a husband is chosen, she demands to keep a male concubine.
Isn’t this like pressing the faces of these noble immortal offspring into the ground and trampling them hard?
How could there be such rudeness!
Sure enough, the previously calm atmosphere at the table began to stir unrestfully. Those noble suitors furrowed their brows, as if greatly humiliated, their expressions gradually darkening.
They ca here to propose, and marrying into Shifang City was already a gracious gesture.
Who could have expected such a brazen demand?
This is not the Demon World, so does she fancy herself a lofty female lord of the Demon World, needing three thousand royal consorts and concubines to satisfy her?
Utterly presumptuous!
They, born of noble immortals, could not allow themselves to be humiliated like so re concubines.
Compared to those sons of Daoist Immortals, who were simring with anger, Mu Yunye’s handso face remained calm, his eyes as tranquil as a lake.
He smiled without a hint of emotion, bowed slightly, and said, "The Third Miss is the one I seek. If I am fortunate enough to gain the Third Miss’s favor to fulfill my heart’s desire. I am willing to offer my wholehearted devotion, whatever Third Miss desires in life, Yunye shall fulfill them for you one by one."
The table cald instantly due to this statent.
Even the most unruly Situ Ye seed as if a ghost strangled his throat, swallowing all words of resentnt.
This genius of the Immortal World, the son of a Golden Immortal, Mu Yunye, showed such sincerity and tolerance.
Noble as he is, he showed not a trace of resentnt or anger.
How could they continue to act out?
Situ Ye was full of repressed anger and frustration, thinking to himself that he had ultimately been too rash.
Perhaps just now, he beca a springboard for Mu Yunye along with those fools.
Not to ntion whether that Fang family’s Third Miss would truly keep male concubines after marrying a noble immortal’s offspring.
Just Mu Yunye’s heartfelt confession was enough to win Fang Geyu’s favor.
If this continues, if anyone were to stand out and take the lead, it would undoubtedly be Mu Yunye.
In response to Mu Yunye’s astonishingly indulgent speech, Fang Geyu’s face remained without any noticeable emotion.
She smiled calmly, her fingers lightly holding the empty wine cup, letting it slide silently from her delicate white fingertips, crashing silently onto the plush, expensive carpet.
"I’ve seen Immortal Lord Mu’s sincerity, but to marry , sincerity alone is not enough."
Mu Yunye’s gaze was composed yet confident, "Willing to accept any test from the Third Miss."
Seeing this, Situ Ye, hidden in the shadows, could not help but clench his fist nervously.
Given the atmosphere between the two, it was apparent that this Fang Third Miss was gradually developing feelings for Mu Yunye.
During the whole day that the feast was open, Mu Yunye seed silent and rarely spoke, yet when he did, it captivated the lady beyond asure.
And this Fang Third Miss too, during the feast, was whimsical in thought and spoke shockingly.
But Situ Ye saw clearly that this seemingly aloof Fang Third Miss genuinely never held anyone in her regard from beginning to end.
Even if she catered to a conversation, it was all according to her mood, and she certainly never exchanged more than three sentences with anyone in genuine dialogue.
Stingy yet fair to a tight extent.
But she had already exchanged far more than three sentences with Mu Yunye.
It seems, the status of the son of a Golden Immortal is incredibly alluring even for Shifang City.
The handso-looking ’Rong Lijun’ had already moved to Baili An’s table not long after the feast had started, dropping the peeled walnut kernels into his palm and eating them one by one.
"I say, stupid cat, your beloved eldest young miss is about to be taken in and cooked in soone’s pot, yet here you are, leisurely peeling walnuts, not afraid she’ll put a big green hat on you?"
Baili An shot her a sideways glance, "Can’t even walnuts shut your mouth."
Ning Feiyan shook her head and said, "From my many years of experience conquering won, next, that eldest young miss will surely have Mu Yunye pick up the fallen wine cup for her.
Mu Yunye will comply to everything, thoughtfully picking it up, displaying a gentleman’s deanor and poise.
The eldest young miss will smile faintly, push the wine cup forward, mirroring a token of goodwill.
With such a stage set, the relationship between the two will undoubtedly beco subtle, and Mu Yunye will be the only one able to get close to the eldest young miss tonight.
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