"What is he doing?" Zheng Qingye said, looking from Wu Ling to her friends Su Yao and Su Xiang. "I thought he was a gentleman," she continued, thinking of the way he'd stepped in boldly to divert Xiong Dahuo and Liu Mingtao from harassing them in the waiting room earlier. Had he really been bold then? It seemed like he was about to repeat the same move, offering up women from his sect to appease powerful men. "Is he really just treating the women of his sect like goods to be bartered?"
Not far from her, Su Jixin frowned as well. Both he and Zou Suyin had been happy to see the way Wu Ling supported their daughter, encouraging her to use calligraphy and helping her to showcase her talents. Now, however, he was even less certain that he understood the young man. Truly, someone who successfully concealed his gender for years while attending a school for young ladies must hide his real face under multiple layers. What the young man's real intentions were was anyone's guess.
