Chapter 212: Bathhouse Cuckoldry, Master Don't Turn Around, I'm Your Aunt! (4)
After Gu Hanyan finished recovering, she instinctively checked on her nephew's whereabouts.
Then, she saw that particularly spicy scene.
With her powerful cultivation, she could naturally see everything clearly.
Catching the exchange between the two and the Demoness's little scheme, she clicked her tongue.
The former Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect suddenly felt a bit out of touch with the times.
Typical of demonic folk, no taboos, nothing off-limits.
Did that disciple not realize how wildly inappropriate her actions were?
Not much anger, though.
The Demoness's little provocation was clearly a form of petty revenge.
Choosing to imitate her voice—wasn't that just payback for the intense training?
Totally fine. There'd be plenty of time to pay it back during future sessions.
The blonde beauty didn't stop watching. In fact, she got into a more comfortable position.
What she focused on wasn't the physical contact, but the dialogue.
Su Qing's shift from resistance to passive enjoyment—she noticed everything.
Clearly, her nephew held some fascination with her.
The former Holy Maiden couldn't help but feel a hint of pride.
Even if she wasn't young anymore, her looks and aura still held immense appeal.
Charming this young man truly was a delightful feeling!
But that pride soon turned into guilt.
Even if they weren't related by blood, he was still her nephew!
This... really shouldn't be happening...
Thinking that far, Gu Hanyan's face flushed with shame.
Would her thoughts corrupt his pure soul?
Technically, Su Qing was the one offending her, fantasizing about her.
He should be the one ashamed.
But with her high affection for him, she started imagining all kinds of things.
After spending time with him, she knew her nephew wasn't some innocent boy.
He had many female companions, flirted with lots of women.
But when it came to family, he never crossed the line and always cared deeply.
What did that show?
That his indulgence in romance had a root cause.
Raised by the Empress, he developed a strong possessive streak.
And due to his looks and identity, plenty of women threw themselves at him.
No one had guided him properly about relationships or right and wrong.
So whether it was his chaotic love life or this moment of offense, it all had reasons.
He was a good kid!
His environment made him this way. How could she blame him?
More and more pleased with Su Qing, the blonde beauty started mentally excusing all his faults.
Sigh... no one had ever educated him about men and women.
As his aunt, shouldn't she correct his path and lead him toward what's proper?
Especially since he respected her so much. It was her duty as an elder.
Prison cell.
Tang Xuan stared blankly out the window, lifeless.
Life as a prisoner wasn't great. His mindset had shifted multiple times.
When he was first captured, he lost all confidence.
After some time, he came to terms with it and comforted himself.
There were many strange techniques in the world. Surely something could restore him.
He was fired up then, determined to get stronger and seek revenge.
When Su Qing visited and he held his composure, he imagined it made Su Qing nervous.
And then... nothing. No contact. He was totally left hanging.
He thought he was valuable, that Su Qing didn't kill him because of his secrets.
But since being captured, not once had Su Qing visited.
Over time, Tang Xuan shifted from hopeful to hopeless.
Even dark thoughts crept in.
Was he not as important as he thought?
Would he be stuck here forever, never to escape?
The more he thought, the more bitter he felt.
At least come curse at me! Say something!
Not even looking his way—was he just some roadside weed?
He thought he mattered, but he was being treated like dirt.
The emotional whiplash was torture.
How much longer must he endure...?
The broken prisoner mumbled endlessly in his head.
He didn't want to stay a prisoner. He'd thought of many ways to escape.
But his cultivation was sealed, his body frail, and he couldn't meet anyone.
Well, except one woman who brought him food.
But she looked like an old hag and always wore a deadpan expression.
As a warrior willing to do whatever it took, he even tried seducing her.
The result?
A look of pure disgust. Plan failed completely.
It wasn't that he wanted to give up. He'd simply exhausted all options.
What else could he do but wait?
Then, just as he was hitting rock bottom, a mysterious voice echoed in his ear.
"I'll get you out. But first, you need to behave. Make that bastard lower his guard."
"Once his attention shifts, I can carry out the plan."
The androgynous voice revealed nothing. No gender, no familiarity.
Tang Xuan instinctively looked around but saw no one.
He hesitated, skeptical, but eventually chose to cooperate.
He didn't know who the voice belonged to, but he had no better options.
Being a man of action, he only thought for a moment before getting started.
Even if Su Qing never visited, they were still close in distance.
If he shouted provocations loud enough, Su Qing would hear.
Meanwhile...
A chibi avatar of the Heavenly Dao Master watched the Su residence, eyes glinting.
One of her reasons for manifesting was to rescue Tang Xuan—to settle a favor.
Of course, this wasn't purely out of kindness.
She also wanted to drag her friend into the mess.
In today's world, neutrality was dead.
No one could stay above it all.
The Heavenly Dao Master aimed to use Tang Xuan to force that lady ruler to make a choice.
Su residence.
Ten minutes after the commotion, Tang Xuan learned what it meant to beg for a beating.
Two strong guards gave him a thorough lesson.
For noisy types like him, it was the best solution.
Naturally, there were no visible injuries. The guards were "very careful."
Tang Xuan strode proudly up to Su Qing, hoping to act calm and unyielding.
Then Shenyue stepped from the shadows and kicked the back of his knees.
He collapsed face-first into the floor.
Tang Xuan even heard the sound of his own nose breaking.
"A mere prisoner dares face our master like that!"
Shenyue's voice was icy, her gaze full of murderous intent.
If the master hadn't said he still had value, she would've ended him already.
Su Qing watched the scene, nodding in satisfaction.