Chapter Six, Male Beauty Also Captivates People

Yang Lan was left dumbfounded, finding it extremely amusing. In her eyes, the woman's charm and beauty were simply not up to par, as they were overly affected and vulgar, showcasing a lower-class allure. What intrigued her was the reaction of the crowd; seeing the men drooling, Yang Lan immediately thought of her own reaction upon seeing chicken. She couldn't help but chuckle softly, quickly covering her mouth.

Li Ji stamped her foot in anger and turned to rush downstairs. As she passed by Yang Lan, a gaze filled with extreme resentment shot towards her. At that moment, Yang Lan had already regretted it: her rationality could not control the actions of this body. Offending such an unknown woman for no reason was nothing but asking for trouble

She asked earnestly, while the onlookers all wore extremely strange expressions, and Li Ji was even more furious, her face alternating between green and white. However, Chang Yu couldn't help but glance at her a few times, a smile slowly appearing at the corners of his mouth

Chang Yu turned his head and said, "You hide well ~ ~ " Before he could finish his sentence, it got stuck in his throat. It turned out that Yang Lan had already hidden in a corner far across the room. He did not expect her lightness of foot to be so remarkable, and Chang Yu felt a sense of shock. Then, thinking about how adeptly she had escaped, he found it somewhat amusing.

Young Master Wang gently poured her a little tea and softly said: "She is a well-known figure in the martial world, nicknamed 'Charming Fox.'" Upon hearing this, Yang Lan pouted. Young Master Wang continued: "This woman is quite mysterious. Although she is exceedingly alluring, there are no rumors in the martial world of her being involved with any man." He glanced at the expressionless Chang Yu, smirked, and added: "Of course, except for him." Young Master Wang continued: "This woman is quite mysterious. Although she is exceedingly alluring, there are no rumors in the martial world of her being involved with any man." He glanced at the expressionless Chang Yu, smirked, and added: "Of course, except for him."

As soon as she moved, Chang Yu swiftly drew his long sword, the gleaming blade pointing ominously at the woman. He said coldly: "Liji! If you take one more step closer, do not blame me for being merciless with my sword."

At that moment, Young Master Wang walked up to her side and gently said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you from now on." Yang Lan responded with a soft "mm" and said no more.

Liji looked at him with great sadness, her beautiful face filled with grievance. She reached out to touch her chest, directing the gazes of the crowd to her snow-white, ample bosom. With tears in her eyes, Liji said: "Changlang, how could you treat me this way? Ever since that day we parted, I have been unable to eat or drink, and after much difficulty, I finally learned of your whereabouts and hurried here. Yet you, my tormentor, have treated me like this. You, you are too much." Ever since that day we parted, I have been unable to eat or drink, and after much difficulty, I finally learned of your whereabouts and hurried here. Yet you, my tormentor, have treated me like this. You, you are too much.

The performance concluded, and everyone returned to their seats. The people downstairs frequently discussed the events that had just transpired. The topic of greatest interest, of course, remained the breathtaking figure of Li Ji

Yang Lan answered honestly: "I have seen it. However, I did not understand it. What method did you use for your tears to flow so quickly? Did you rub chili in your palm? Or pepper? Or perhaps, ginger?"

At this moment, she finally walked upstairs. Yang Lan glanced at Chang Yu, noticing his extremely indifferent expression, with a pair of eyes that clearly displayed intense disdain

She moved swiftly; although the woman heard someone laughing and glanced up, she could not find anyone.

She spoke with utmost seriousness, her demeanor could be described as earnest and heartfelt. Liji was so furious that her face turned green. She raised her arm, and several streaks of cold light flew towards Yang Lan.

At that moment, Chang Yu suddenly pointed his sword at her, the cold light piercing into her eyes. One could only hear Chang Yu enunciating each word clearly: "Get lost! Do not make me say it a second time!"

At that moment, Dao Shi Changyu turned his gaze towards her and muttered softly, "Ignorant woman!" Yang Lan blinked her eyes, and after confirming that he was indeed cursing at her, she couldn't help but pout her lips and glare at him fiercely for a few moments.

Li Ji is now in great pain. She bites her lower lip, looking at Chang Yu with tear-filled eyes. In her heart, she feels both regret and anger: after all this time, she has pretended in every possible way in front of Chang Yu, yet she never expected that this little girl could undo all her efforts with just a few words. Now, the way he looks at her is so cold and filled with disdain. It seems he must have regarded her as a ruthless woman.

Li Ji was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and her bosom swayed violently. The men watching were utterly captivated. Yang Lan also glanced at her chest along with the crowd and suddenly said: "Sister, you cannot dress like this. Without support, your bosom will sag."

She was watching intently, not realizing that her head had stretched out too far, almost reaching in front of Liji. Liji glanced sideways and said to her with a tone of disdain, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beauty cry?"

Yang Lan tilted her body slightly, and before she could make any move, Chang Yu dashed in front of her like lightning. With a wave of her long sleeves, in the blink of an eye, she collected all the countless needles that Yang Lan had released into her sleeves.

Yang Lan sat in her chair and softly asked, "What kind of person is that Li Ji?"

Chang Yu coldly stared at Li Ji, and upon seeing the tears in her eyes, he felt even more disgusted. His thoughts were clearly reflected on his face without any concealment. Noticing that Li Ji was still looking at him, Chang Yu coldly said: "Have you finished your performance? Li Ji, I believe we should keep our distance from each other, so you should return now"

Yang Lan pondered: The former Yang Lan undoubtedly had a grudge against Li Ji. However, what kind of grudge could it be? Furthermore, could the person who ruined her appearance and killed her be related to this Li Ji?

The woman caught sight of him and smiled sweetly, softly saying, "Chang Lang, I have missed you to death." After saying this, she pretended to lean towards him.

Ke Changyu did not put her heart into receiving it at all; she saw the poisonous thread that passed through the veil. After speaking about her, she turned her head and never looked back at her again. Yang Lan, infuriated, gritted her teeth and did not even listen to the tender words that Young Master Wang was incessantly saying beside her.

That expression was truly one of utmost sincerity. However, Yang Lan did not know why she felt a bit like laughing. With her brows and eyes curved in a smile, she said, "Alright. Thank you, Young Master Wang." Facing his increasingly excited face, Yang Lan's smile filled her eyes.

Yang Lan just thought: jokingly, how could I not handle this woman, so why would I provoke her? As for why I would provoke this Li Ji for no reason, Yang Lan could not explain it either. In any case, from the moment she appeared, there was a faint sense of hatred in the consciousness hidden within this body, yearning to make her embarrassed and to make her suffer

Yang Lan nodded. When Young Master Wang reached this point, his voice lowered slightly, and his eyes became incredibly gentle and full of deep affection. One could only hear him say in a deep, magnetic voice: "Miss Yuan, I, Wang, will risk my life to protect you completely"

Young Master Wang listened attentively to Yang Lan, and his expression became even more joyful: "She does not appear often, and the martial world does not know much about her."

Li Ji bit her lower lip, looking at him with a pitiful expression. Softly she pleaded, "Chang Yu, I!"

At this point, a pair of clear tears streamed down her jade-like face. Yang Lan immediately leaned forward, trying to see her face closely, wanting to know what method she had used, as these tears flowed down effortlessly, even more powerful than her own.