Chapter 5: Can You Be a Bit More Reliable?

Inside a private room of the teahouse, Dongfang Xuanyin suddenly let out a sneeze. He rubbed his nose; could someone be thinking of him? If it were that little girl, then... though he knew it was impossible!

"Xuanyin, what are you spacing out about? If there is a problem, speak up and let me help you." The man at the same table took a light sip of tea, looking at Dongfang Xuanyin with growing interest.

"Could it be that the Second Miss of the Tao family still hasn't taken an interest in you? That shouldn't be right. Since when did Dongfang Xuanyin's charm become so lacking?"

"Wushuang, do you believe that in a moment, this young master will make it so you cannot leave this door?"

With a sinister tone, he looked at Wenren Wushuang with an unfriendly expression. This fellow usually acted so lofty and untouchable, like a man from another world. Only he knew that beneath that appearance, clad in enchanting red robes and bearing the title of the 'Gentleman on the Path,' Dongfang Xuanyin held two of the positions among the Empire's Four Great Young Masters, with him right behind. *A man like jade on the path, a gentleman without peer*—he lived up to the beautiful reputation perfectly. Ever since he had known about Dongfang Xuanyin pursuing Tao Qianning, the man had seized every opportunity to tease him, and yet everything he said was true. Rather than wasting time arguing with Wushuang, it was better to use their brainpower together to research how to win Tao Qianning's favor. The people of the Tao Family Fortress Villa were not easily bribed, making it difficult to gather useful intelligence.

Little did he know that the Young Miss Tao had already ordered that no information regarding the Second Miss Tao be disclosed. Oh, Dongfang Xuanyin, Dongfang Xuanyin, you want to play the game of pulling the firewood from under the cauldron, but with Tao Qianyu around, the more you try, the more you'll fail.

"It seems you've really hit a snag this time, Xuanyin, and it's a thorny one at that. You turn a blind eye to all the other women lining up at your door, yet you've become so devoted to that Tao Qianning. I just don't understand—while she is indeed beautiful and comes from a good family, she isn't unique. Aren't all the women who like you either wealthy or noble? Why are you so obsessed with her?"

Well, Wenren Wushuang could not understand Dongfang Xuanyin's romantic problems; every time he saw those women frantically chasing after him, he got a headache.

"If you have any ideas, share them. I can temporarily overlook your jealousy. Once you meet the right person, you'll understand this state of mind." When that time comes, heh, just watch how I deal with you.

Wenren Wushuang hurriedly waved his hands, asking him to let him off. Playing in the mortal world with carefree freedom was the life he yearned for; having no attachments and coming and going as one pleased was the true path.

*Knock, knock.*

"Enter." Dongfang Xuanyin glanced at Wenren Wushuang and saw that he had returned to his usual indifferent state.

"Young Master." As soon as Qing Ying entered, he stood straight. His eyes flickered toward Wenren Wushuang, appearing as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.

Just as Wenren Wushuang was about to stand up and leave, Dongfang Xuanyin cast a calm glance at the man in black.

"Qing Ying, there is no need to hold back."

"Yes, Young Master. This subordinate has just received news that Zhangsun Yichen left the Supreme Sect with only one subordinate several days ago."

Wenren Wushuang understood his intention. This fox—knowing that he had some dealings with Zhangsun Yichen, he was deliberately preventing him from leaving. He really chose his friends poorly!

"Continue investigating. See what he is actually up to."

"Yes, this subordinate understands." With a leap, he shot out through the window.

Wenren Wushuang was speechless for a moment.

"Xuanyin, your subordinate is quite interesting."

Dongfang Xuanyin was already used to this. There was no doubt about Qing Ying's ability to get things done; it was just that his way of entering and exiting was a bit strange, always avoiding the door. Perhaps this was what that little girl called a 'professional habit.'

"What do you think about this Zhangsun Yichen matter? Where did he go after leaving the Supreme Sect?" In all these years, he had never truly understood this opponent—the number one gentleman on the Four Great Young Masters list. There were too many rumors about him, and no one had seen his true face. The more they clashed, the more he felt a sense of trepidation.

Wenren Wushuang frowned, lost in thought.

"As far as I know, Zhangsun Yichen rarely leaves the Supreme Sect. Unless it is something of vital importance, there is nothing that would make him do such a thing."

"Then what do you think it is?"

"It should be something important." Hmm, Wenren Wushuang replied with a look of certainty.

"..." Fine, I'll just pretend I never asked. Can you be a bit more reliable?