Chapter 22: Young Master?

Chapter 22: Young Master?

Shen Yu sipped the tea while closing his eyes. His hand rested on the wooden table as the chattering on the upper floor of the restaurant reached his ears. He heard everyone talking, but he wasn't really interested in that.

He was still thinking about that girl and was surprised at the fact that seeing slavery had affected him so much. He had really gotten angry but didn't allow it to overpower his reasoning.

It wasn't the first time he had done that, anyway. In the outskirts, one had to learn to endure, and he had learned it well. RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only

'Hmm, Well, it isn't a bad thing. Getting angry about something I hate is normal, as long as I don't let it overpower me.'

He looked at Ying Yue, who was silently sitting in her seat with her eyes closed. It was as if she was a statue.

"Let's go; it's time for the auction."

Shen Yu stood up, signaling to Ying Yue, who also stood up. She smiled and nodded at him.

They were going to leave the upper floor when a group of young men passed through the corridor. Shen Yu didn't mind and let them pass; however, they suddenly stopped.

Shen Yu's lips twitched, having a foreboding. Didn't the situation clearly look similar to the restaurant face-slapping trope he had read so much?

And indeed it was.

The leading young man turned around and smiled at Ying Yue. He closed his hand fan and walked closer to them. Shen Yu rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. He was thinking about whether he should kick the young directly out or just simply beat them enough.

After all, he wouldn't wait for him to make a move on Ying Yue and then do something. He didn't like those MCs who only retaliated when their partner was too much touched. They would let the young master talk so much and all.

Bai Chen raised his hand to stop his Lackey and said to Shen Yu.

"Listen, man. I'm a peaceful man and would suggest you know your limits. You're just an ugly crow trying to swallow a swan. You should just leave her before things get South for you."

'At least say the idiom properly. Well, what am I expecting from a young master?'

Shen Yu shook his head and raised his hand, not really in the mood to argue with a dumb man like Bai Chen. Arguing with a fool only proves there are two, so he would just throw him aside like a bug he was.

After all, Shen Yu was never afraid of showing his power; he was just too lazy to use them.

But before he could do anything, a voice sounded on the upper floor of the restaurant, making everything stop. The voice carried authority and made everyone listen to it.

"I will advise Young Master Bai to remember where he is. This isn't the territory of Seven Stars Sect, so it'll be better if you don't cause trouble. After all, it wouldn't be good if Wind Flower Sect hears about this."

Shen Yu stopped his hand and turned his head to look at the source of the voice.

It was a beautiful woman. Her hair, a captivating blend of soft pink hues, flowed down her back like a cascading waterfall, accentuated by strands of pristine white. Golden eyes, sharp and unyielding, scanned her surroundings with an air of confidence and grace.

She wore a meticulously crafted white dress, which hugged her form and flared out at the skirt, revealing a glimpse of her thighs above her black thigh-high stockings adorned with intricate lace patterns.

A black and red robe with ornate designs draped elegantly over her dress, adding an aura of authority and mystique. At her side, she carried a slender, crimson-bladed sword, its presence a silent testament to her strength and skill.

Bai Chen's face turned ugly, and he scoffed.