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Chapter 60 Wang Zhiwei: I've never been interested in women.

Wang Zhiwei did not rush to respond.

He leaned back on the cushion, his eyes, which had been slightly drunk just moments before, now unusually clear.

The lazy smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a playful expression.

The air in the hall suddenly became quiet.

The two girls instinctively stopped what they were doing and looked at Wang Zhiwei.

Yao Ye also sensed the subtle change in the atmosphere, and his heart sank slightly, but he dared not show it on his face and maintained his bowing posture.

Wang Zhiwei slowly sat up from the cushion.

He glanced at the almond-eyed girl on his left, then at the girl in green on his right, and suddenly sighed. He grabbed the girl's shoulder with his right hand and gently pushed her toward Yao Ye.

"Junior Brother Yao."

Wang Zhiwei spoke up, his tone unusually calm, "I am actually not fond of women."

Yao Ye was taken aback.

Wang Zhiwei continued, his gaze falling on the two girls, a faint smile in his eyes, yet chilling to the bone: "I only accepted it because I saw your sincerity and didn't want to offend my junior brother."

I was just thinking that since Junior Brother Yao has gone to such lengths, it would seem unreasonable for me not to gladly accept it.

He paused, then changed the subject, "But I never expected that behind my junior brother's warm hospitality, there was actually a request."

In that case, it seems I am the one who is in the wrong—

I feel ashamed for drinking that glass of wine just now.

These two women weren't serving me willingly either. Since the rightful owner is here, let them be returned to their rightful owner.

After saying that, he pushed the two girls together toward Yao Ye.

Yao Ye's smile froze instantly.

He stood there frozen like a petrified statue.

Yao Ye felt as if a fire was burning inside her.

These two girls—

She was his personal maid who had served him since childhood, and she was still a virgin.

He originally planned to take them as concubines when they were a little older.

Today, in order to entertain Wang Zhiwei, he struggled several times before finally deciding to take it out, fully believing that this sincerity would be enough to move the other party.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhiwei not only failed to appreciate the gesture, but also pushed the person back and uttered such hurtful words.

Not interested in women?

Yao Ye clearly remembered that there had long been rumors in the sect that Wang Zhenchuan was fond of women and had very discerning tastes.

He doesn't care about ordinary girls, but he prefers girls with special identities, and the more taboo something is, the more it suits his taste.

It is said that he secretly kept a mother and daughter in his private residence.

He almost let out a cold laugh.

Yao Ye's facial muscles twitched twice, and then, as if by magic, the frozen smile came back to life.

He bowed even lower: "Junior brother was too presumptuous!"

Senior brother's lesson is correct; junior brother was judging a gentleman by the standards of a petty person.

I wasted my time, thinking these mundane things would please you, Senior Brother. My vision was truly shallow; please forgive me, Senior Brother.

Wang Zhiwei hummed in agreement, remaining noncommittal.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Yao Ye became increasingly anxious.

He knew that if the event ended like this tonight, he wouldn't even have the chance to meet the next disciple, let alone advance to the next level.

He gritted his teeth, put aside the matter of advancing to the next level, and brought up another matter instead.

"Senior Brother has made outstanding contributions in leading the people to wipe out the beast tide, and everyone in the sect admires him."

Although the beast tide has receded, several remaining monsters still linger in some areas. If they are not completely eradicated, they will eventually become a problem.

Right now, the sect is selecting personnel to choose a group of inner disciples to go and wipe out the strongholds of monsters. I would also like to sign up.

Firstly, I wanted to help my senior brother fight bandits; secondly, I wanted to hone my swordsmanship; and thirdly, I wanted to share my senior brother's burdens.

Those words sound sincere.

Wang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Yao Ye's face as if he were weighing something.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed. That laugh was completely different from the playful expression he had given earlier—

It's the kind of smile you get when you spot your prey and the prey walks right into the trap.

"The list of strongholds to be wiped out is indeed something the elders are discussing."

He picked up the jade cup, took a small sip, and said leisurely, "There are only ten spots for inner disciples, and quite a few people are eyeing them."

Yao Ye immediately understood and without hesitation took out a storage pouch that he had prepared beforehand from his sleeve, and presented it with both hands: "This is a small token of my appreciation, if you don't mind, Senior Brother..."

Wang Zhiwei took the brocade pouch and scanned it with his spiritual sense.

After a moment, he put the brocade pouch into his sleeve, and a genuine sense of satisfaction finally appeared on his face.

"Since Junior Brother Yao is so sincere, I will put in a good word for you with the elders regarding the list."

Upon hearing this, Yao Ye felt the huge weight that had been hanging over her heart all night finally lift off her feet.

He bowed deeply and repeatedly expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, Senior Brother! I will remember your kindness forever. I will do my best to serve you in the future."

"There's no need to be willing to die for it."

Wang Zhiwei waved his hand, put his arm around the two girls again, tilted his head back and drank the rest of his wine in one gulp, then laughed loudly, "Drink tonight, for tomorrow we may die. Junior Brother Yao, please join me for three more rounds of drinks."

The sounds of string and wind instruments resumed.

Wang Zhiwei's laughter mingled with the noise, echoing unrestrainedly throughout the hall.

After finishing the last round of drinks, Yao Ye claimed to be feeling unwell, left the banquet to Wang Zhiwei, and left the flower hall alone, walking to the corridor.

The cold moon was like frost, and the night wind whistled through the bamboo forest.

He stood there, listening to the lewd sounds coming from the hall behind him, without saying a word.

That face, which had just been full of obsequious smiles, now turned completely cold when no one was around.

He paid a price far exceeding his plan, but what he got in return was not what he wanted most.

The only saving grace was that we finally secured a spot to eliminate the stronghold.

"As for the two maids..."

He closed his eyes and clenched his back teeth.

The next day.

By mid-morning, the courtyard hall was already a mess.

The wine pot on the table overturned, and leftover food was scattered all over the floor.

One of the two girls was huddled on a cushion, her thin gauze disheveled, with tear stains still visible at the corners of her eyes; the other was silently tidying up the scattered cups and saucers, her movements stiff and numb.

Wang Zhiwei had already left, leaving only the words, "I remember the list, brother," without any further pleasantries.

Yao Ye stood in the hall, his face ashen as he surveyed everything.

He shifted his gaze from the two girls, remained silent for a long time, and then waved to his entourage behind him.

"Send them to Wang Zhenchuan's residence and settle them in properly."

The attendant responded in a low voice and stepped forward to help the two girls up.

As the girls walked past Yao Ye, one of them looked up, tears welling in her eyes, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something.

Yao Ye didn't look at her.

I don't want to hear it either.

Once he was alone in the hall, Yao Ye slowly walked to the table, looked down at the stain left by the wine, and suddenly slammed his hand on the table.

With a muffled "bang," the wine jug jumped up and overturned, splashing the remaining wine all over his sleeve.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and suppressed the anger that threatened to burst his chest.

After a long silence, he opened his eyes, which had regained their usual gloom and calmness.

Yao Ye clapped his hands, and soon a person walked in from outside.