I Am In A Hurry . . .
Cha-Eun Xiao let out a quiet sigh of relief, his inner thoughts flowing as he observed Bing Xin-Yue's transformation. "You've finally come to a decision. Had you remained stubborn and chosen to reject my treatment, your fate would have been sealed. If such an unfortunate outcome had occurred, when I reunite with Lian-Lian, despite maintaining my moral integrity, I would have carried a heavy burden of guilt."
Bing Xin-Yue's blush deepened as she offered her gratitude. Her eyes now held a spark of renewed hope and determination. She replied, "Thank you."
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu, who had been quietly observing the unfolding events, couldn't help but burst into genuine laughter. Her happiness was palpable. However, beneath her cheerful exterior, a hint of worry gnawed at her.
Unlike Bing Xin-Yue, she possessed a deeper understanding of the complexities of human emotions, having grown up as a princess in a royal palace. She was acutely aware of the intricate dynamics that often played out in the realm of romantic attraction. Bing Xin-Yue's purity and innocence, combined with her breathtaking beauty, made her irresistibly alluring to men.
As she contemplated the situation, Wen-Ren Chu-Chu couldn't help but wonder if Cha-Eun Xiao would be immune to Bing Xin-Yue's charms.
In the midst of her thoughts, Cha-Eun Xiao broke the silence, his tone practical and businesslike. "Given the circumstances, it would be best to proceed as swiftly as possible. My auction is scheduled for tomorrow, and I cannot afford any delays."
Bing Xin-Yue nodded in agreement. "You're right. Let's begin without further delay."
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu's heart raced as she grasped the urgency of the situation. She quickly offered her assistance. "I'll arrange a room immediately."
Cha-Eun Xiao, emphasizing the need for utmost privacy, urged her further. "We cannot be interrupted, Chu-Chu."
With a solemn nod, Wen-Ren Chu-Chu assured him, "I understand. You won't be disturbed."
The room they entered was familiar to both Cha-Eun Xiao and Wen-Ren Chu-Chu, the same room where they had shared a bed during their previous stay. Cha-Eun Xiao took the lead, stepping into the room, followed by Bing Xin-Yue, who kept her gaze lowered.
As the door closed with a faint squeak, the simultaneous trembling of Bing Xin-Yue inside the room and Wen-Ren Chu-Chu outside was a testament to the gravity of the moment.
Unaware of their inner turmoil, Cha-Eun Xiao settled into a cross-legged position within the room, drawing several deep breaths as he began to gather the spiritual energy within his body. Suddenly, he sensed a resonating surge within his mind, a sensation akin to the thundering hooves of ten thousand horses echoing across the world. It was an exhilarating feeling, one that filled him with boundless confidence.
It was the sensation of being invincible, a feeling that could easily lead to arrogance if unchecked. Cha-Eun Xiao understood the importance of tempering this newfound confidence. He didn't want to become reckless, and he certainly didn't want to risk his life due to overconfidence.
Instead, he sought to harness this surge of confidence gradually, using it to bolster his self-assuredness while discarding any arrogance. He aimed to maintain a reservoir of concealed confidence within himself, nurturing it until the day he could return to his rightful position as a monarch. At that moment, the concealed confidence would erupt into a world-altering, universe-shaking force, a unique vigor that would grant him unparalleled superiority.
This hidden reserve of confidence would ultimately prove instrumental in his quest to conquer his enemies without the need for actual combat, ensuring his safety while securing his dominance.
In the presence of successful individuals, ordinary people often found themselves overwhelmed by a sense of inferiority. It wasn't necessarily due to any deliberate arrogance on the part of the successful; it was simply the result of the natural aura of strength and accomplishment that emanated from such individuals.
For Bing Xin-Yue, standing before Cha-Eun Xiao, this sensation was particularly pronounced. As she gazed at him, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. Her mind was preoccupied with just three words: "skin to skin."
Cha-Eun Xiao, having opened his eyes, maintained an outwardly indifferent demeanor as he calmly addressed the situation. In reality, however, he harbored a sense of anticipation and desire within. Recalling his previous treatment of Wen-Ren Chu-Chu, he knew that there was potential for substantial gains in assisting Bing Xin-Yue. Her cultivation was purer and more advanced, suggesting that the treatment might be a lengthy process. Yet, for him, the longer it took, the greater the potential benefits.
While his countenance remained calm, a subtle, longing smile tugged at the corners of Cha-Eun Xiao's lips, revealing his inner thoughts. Little did he realize that if others were privy to his musings, it would leave ninety-nine percent of men worldwide both outraged and astounded. They would likely deem his thoughts not befitting a true man and condemn his perceived lack of appreciation for the situation.
In the presence of an exquisitely beautiful woman, as she gradually undressed, revealing her flawless and delicate skin, Cha-Eun Xiao's primary concern seemed to be his personal advancement. Such a notion would undoubtedly leave most people incredulous, exclaiming, "Are you truly a man? How can you entertain such foolish thoughts?"
Bing Xin-Yue, overhearing Cha-Eun Xiao's remark, trembled once more, her face now completely aflame. Even her neck bore the telltale signs of her embarrassment as she anxiously inquired, "Now?"
In the heart of the Chu-Chu's estate, a sense of urgency hung thick in the air as Cha-Eun Xiao voiced his surprise, "If not now, then when? Do you truly believe that time is a boundless resource? I find myself in a rush as well. Why not confront this predicament head-on and swiftly untangle this mess?"
Bing Xin-Yue, a member of the Misty Cloud Sect, felt her cheeks redden in response. "I... I must admit, I'm feeling rather self-conscious," she stammered, struggling to find the right words.
Cha-Eun Xiao was taken aback by her response. "I had always perceived you as a broad-minded individual," he remarked, his tone colored by his confusion. "Are you suggesting that your openness is merely a façade? Why should this situation embarrass you? It's a simple matter of removing your skirt to reveal your dantian and your back. I'll only need to place my hands on those areas. What's there to be embarrassed about?"
Bing Xin-Yue's face flushed even deeper as her internal turmoil intensified. She silently mused, "Did those words really just slip out so easily? Expose my dantian and back? Not embarrassing at all?"
She hesitated, locked in an internal struggle, and lowered her head in silence. Fingers nervously twisting the edge of her clothing, she found herself overwhelmed by an inexplicable fear. Despite her superior cultivation compared to the man before her, a mere flick of her finger could end his life, yet she was inexplicably paralyzed by fear.
"Come on. Remove them quickly. What are you waiting for? Time is of the essence," Cha-Eun Xiao urged, a perplexed look on his face.
The moments passed in a heavy silence as Bing Xin-Yue grappled with her emotions, her internal monologue raging on. "Well... whatever remains are things I don't need to reveal to you," she finally thought, her inner turmoil palpable. "And you had the audacity to say 'only need to'... How can you question how embarrassing this should be? It's beyond embarrassing! Humph..."
The tension in the room was palpable, and the seconds ticked away as Bing Xin-Yue continued to wrestle with her apprehensions and fears.