The Way of Spiritual Journey

Chapter 72, The Women's Battle Begins

"Heaven has been kind to me! I've finally found this person." Nalan Mingyue's body was still trembling slightly, her excited heart unable to calm down for a long time.

"Miss, we didn't misjudge Young Master Lang." Rou'er's eyes were also filled with tears, and she was extremely excited.

She understood the value of these two contracts; Li Lang must have paid a huge price to obtain them.

"Rou'er, there will be no more Miss from now on. Just call me Sister. You are my own sister." Nalan Mingyue's mood calmed down a bit, and she looked at Rou'er gently.

She knew that Li Lang was most likely willing to redeem her because of Rou'er's relationship with him. Having such a younger sister was truly a blessing.

"Sister," Rou'er called out obediently without any affectation.

"Oh." Nalan Mingyue smiled.

"From now on, we are rightfully the young master's women. After we've washed up, we'll go out to meet people." Finally, the hardship was over, and Nalan Mingyue felt refreshed, her noble lady demeanor returning naturally.

"Huh? What are you doing?" A woman's voice came from outside the door.

A woman's voice asked, but no one answered. For a moment, an eerie silence seemed to fall outside the door.

A moment later, Nalan Mingyue and Rou'er finished washing up. Rou'er pushed open the door, and a gentle breeze rushed in, while bright sunlight shone in, making the two women squint.

The two women simultaneously took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, sweeping away the stale air of the past years. Their bodies felt incredibly comfortable; this was the true feeling of freedom!

"Huh? Who's this? Why is he popping out of the young master's room?" a very impolite voice rang out.

At the same time, more than a dozen pairs of eyes turned to the two women.

Chunyan led the questioning, followed by maids, and then the group of men who had returned from the Cloud Pavilion.

When Chunyan woke up in the morning, she saw a group of men squatting at Li Lang's door. She asked them questions, but no one answered her.

Whether anyone paid attention to her or not, Chunyan didn't really care. She keenly noticed that the group of people had bloodshot eyes and were staring intently at Li Lang's door, with the Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix among them looking particularly indignant.

This is what it means to be in a situation; this is what it feels like to set up a stage for a performance.

Excitement shone in Chunyan's eyes. Adhering to the cultural tradition of not refusing to eat melons when they are available, she found a place to sit down and quietly waited for the grand show to begin.

When the door opened and Nalan Mingyue and Rou'er came out, Chunyan was struck dumb.

It's been said that Li Lang is a womanizer. When the princess kept her here, she made it clear that she wanted to warm his bed and claim his place.

Unexpectedly, in less than a day, her bed was warmed by someone else, and her couch was occupied by someone else. This scene made Chunyan furious.

Chunyan was furious, but she hadn't completely lost her temper. She knew she needed to find out the details before taking any action.

Upon hearing Chunyan's rude question, the two women were taken aback, with Nalan Mingyue frowning. She was from a prestigious family and had seen the world; even when she was a courtesan, no one had dared to be so disrespectful to her.

Nalan Mingyue was also angry, but she was more measured. She subtly gave Rou'er a wink, which Rou'er instantly understood.

"And who are you? Where did you come from?" Rou'er raised her head, puffed out her chest, and stared directly at Chunyan, her words showing no sign of backing down.

"Hey, great, this is an unexpected surprise!" The group of men were also taken aback when they saw this, and then they all became excited.

We can put the matter of settling scores with Li Lang aside for now; that's fine. In any case, we have to watch this unexpected drama unfold before us.

Upon seeing Rou'er puff out her chest, Chunyan's expression changed drastically, and the two maids behind her turned pale with shame.

It's often said that men are combative and might start a fight at the slightest disagreement. When men fight, they usually use force, and strength is the most important factor in determining who is superior or who wins.

Women are different; they can be combative too, just more subtly. Skills in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, along with an elegant demeanor, are certainly valuable assets, but they are not fundamental.

A woman's essence lies in her body, including her appearance, skin, figure, and so on.

Beauty can be categorized by appearance; beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In a lover's eye, everyone is like Xi Shi (a legendary beauty), so it's difficult to definitively say who is superior.

Skin color also matters; fair skin is pleasing to the eye, tan skin is healthier, and even black skin can shine like a black pearl. It's not a simple matter to generalize.

As for body shape, it's simple. It's immediately apparent, and men and women have their own judgment, leaving no room for deception.

Rou'er's seemingly casual gesture of puffing out her chest actually contained a deep sense of provocation.

This move is quite clear: if you have the strength, then accept the challenge; if you don't, then back down. Nobody has to put up with anyone else.

Rou'er held her head high and chest out, a natural asset. She stood tall and proud, as proud as a peacock, looking down at Chunyan with disdain.

Nalan Mingyue smiled and looked at Rou'er with admiration in her eyes.

Seeing this disdainful look, Chunyan's face turned even more ashen, and her trembling lips were almost bitten until they bled. But she was helpless; she dared not accept this challenge, for doing so would only make him lose even more face.

"Where did this little hussy come from, daring to act so wantonly here?" Chunyan said angrily, then turned to glance at the group of men watching the show, "Are you all dead? Why don't you kick this unknown hussy out of here?"

The men looked at each other, wondering what this had to do with them. They were just innocent bystanders and had absolutely no reason to meddle.

So, all the men lowered their heads in unison and ignored each other.

"Fine, fine. A bunch of cowards." Chunyan was so angry she almost laughed. She spat, then rolled up her sleeves and said angrily, "Watch me teach you how to behave!"

When Rou'er saw Chunyan's stance, she panicked. It was obvious that she couldn't win a verbal battle and her opponent wanted to switch to a physical one.

"What, what are you going to do?" Rou'er stammered. Even the most beautiful peacock is afraid of being touched and having its feathers pulled by bad people.

"What? You can't win with words, so you want to resort to violence? Have you considered the consequences?" At this moment, Nalan stepped forward. A lady from a prestigious family is indeed different. Her appearance made the men opposite her even more excited.

"Heh heh, scared? Scared but still so stubborn?" Chunyan grinned maliciously. This time she had finally turned the tables. "Let me tell you, I will bear any consequences. No one can show their teeth in front of me."

Chunyan's attitude was assertive, and the two maids behind her straightened their backs and followed closely, looking eager to try.

"We want a peaceful debate, not a violent one." At this moment, a weak voice rang out from among the men.