"This condition is impossible. Change it."
Meng Qingxue's beautiful eyes flashed with anger, her cold aura sharp enough to cut through the air.
Who does he think he is?
In all of Great Xia, few would dare speak to her like this. Yet this boy—this nobody from the foreign palace—had just demanded that she become his maid.
It was beyond arrogance. It was an insult.
But Jiang Chen?
He didn't flinch. He didn't even blink.
"Agree or don't. It's up to you."
His tone was maddeningly calm as he turned to leave.
"Stop!"
Meng Qingxue's voice cracked like ice as she moved. Her figure blurred, closing the distance between them in an instant, hand outstretched to seize him.
But Jiang Chen's body flickered—like a phantom—and in the blink of an eye, he had already repositioned several steps away.
What…?
Meng Qingxue's eyes widened slightly.
"Profound-Grade Body Technique… at the Perfection Realm?"
This boy was full of surprises.
Jiang Chen chuckled, his voice carrying across the tense silence."As expected of the second-ranked genius on the Lingyun List. Keen eyes."
And then, with infuriating composure, he added:
"Meng Qingxue, I'll say it again—I'm short one maid to serve tea and water. If you're willing, follow me. Don't feel wronged."
His next words were like a slap to everyone listening.
"Stay by my side, and I guarantee you endless benefits. Perhaps one day… you'll be grateful you became my maid."
Pfft!
The crowd nearly erupted.
"This kid—does he even hear himself?!"
"He actually wants Meng Qingxue to be his maid?!"
"Hahaha! He thinks that because he beat Meng Dongxing once, he's invincible? This is lunacy!"
"I can't tell if he's fearless or just brainless."
Dozens of mocking voices filled the air. To them, Jiang Chen had just signed his own death sentence.
And yet…
Meng Qingxue didn't attack.
She just stood there, staring at him. The crowd's laughter began to fade, confusion replacing it.
Then, softly but clearly, she said:
"Fine. I agree. But you'd better keep your word."
The world went silent.
What?!
The onlookers gawked like they'd just watched the heavens collapse.
The goddess of Lingyun Wufu. The second-ranked genius. The untouchable Meng Qingxue… had just agreed to become his maid.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly, as if this was the outcome he expected all along.
"Don't worry," he said lightly. "Stay by my side, and I'll free you from the shackles of your Taiyin Destiny Body. You'll break through your limits… and soar."
Meng Qingxue's expression didn't change, but her silence was an answer in itself.
She stepped behind Jiang Chen. Not beside him—behind him.
Like a maid.
The crowd's collective gasp was deafening.
She actually did it…
The top beauty of Lingyun Wufu, the icy genius of the Lingyun List, willingly lowering herself to serve a student from the foreign palace.
It was madness. It was unprecedented.
But it was real.
And in that moment, one thought echoed in everyone's mind:
This Jiang Chen… is the most terrifying golden student in Lingyun Wufu's history.