Chapter 155
Chapter 155: The Empty-Handed White Wolf Scheme
Looking at Ye He Qi’s embarrassed, bashful, and somewhat despairing expression, Shi Zi Chu couldn’t help but laugh.
The great Clan Chief Ye, and yet he has such a thin skin?
Logically speaking, in this situation, one should avoid the topic to spare Ye He Qi from feeling so uncomfortable, but was Shi Zi Chu the kind of person to be so considerate?
Clearly, she was not.
She lazily swept a lock of hair from her face, revealing the faint red marks on her snow-white neck.
Shi Zi Chu curved her lips into a smile, her voice light and teasing, “Clan Chief Ye, would you care to look again?”
Ye He Qi lifted his gaze at her words. The red marks on her pale skin were too striking, and his eyes seemed to burn as he quickly averted them, looking elsewhere.
“Daoist Shi, I… I sincerely apologize!” His attempt to explain was abruptly cut off, and Ye He Qi quickly apologized again, this time more earnestly.
“Repaying kindness with harm,” Shi Zi Chu said as she rested her chin in her hand, clearly amused by the situation.
Ye He Qi didn’t dare raise his head.
The man who was known for his silver tongue, always charming and eloquent, now felt utterly speechless.
Seeing Ye He Qi’s awkwardness, Shi Zi Chu couldn’t resist a teasing smile, “Clan Chief Ye, it almost seems like I’ve forced you into this.”
In his current state, Ye He Qi had completely lost his rationality, but how should one describe it? He was like a cat, and Shi Zi Chu was like catnip.
There wasn’t much desire, but he simply couldn’t let go.
Ye He Qi surrendered, “Daoist Shi, please, spare me. Let me go.”
He hadn’t even managed to gather his thoughts, and if Shi Zi Chu continued, he would probably have no choice but to flee in disgrace.
Shi Zi Chu, in a show of unexpected mercy, stopped teasing him and instead extended her hand. “What about the azure luan tail feathers you promised?”
Ye He Qi shifted his gaze slightly.
Given the urgency of the situation, he knew Shi Zi Chu well enough to recognize that she was a person who never acted without gain. Therefore, he decided to play his trump card—the Empty-Handed White Wolf Scheme.
Shi Zi Chu squinted her eyes.
Oh, what a heartless trick!
She couldn’t help but laugh at the audacity, “The Empty-Handed White Wolf Scheme?”
With the topic shifted, Ye He Qi regained his calm demeanor.
Seeing Shi Zi Chu’s angry expression, he showed no signs of guilt. In fact, he even smiled gently and reminded her, “Cold jade cup.”
It wasn’t fair for Shi Zi Chu to play the Empty-Handed White Wolf Scheme while he couldn’t do the same, was it?
Shi Zi Chu placed Xue Gu on the table, then stood up and walked around it to stand in front of Ye He Qi.
The sweet, light fragrance of jasmine filled the air, and suddenly, Ye He Qi felt a bit uncomfortable.
Noticing his discomfort, Shi Zi Chu laughed lightly.
As Ye He Qi was about to stand and create some space between them, Shi Zi Chu’s delicate hand, like a feather, pressed down on his shoulder.
The light touch felt as though it weighed a thousand pounds to him, and Ye He Qi stiffened, afraid to move.
But then, a memory flashed through his mind, and for some inexplicable reason, he had let Shi Zi Chu sit on him earlier instead of throwing her to the ground.
His instinct told him that Shi Zi Chu was fragile. If he caused her any harm, it would be him who suffered in the long run.
Ye He Qi froze.
Was he afraid?
No, it wasn’t fear—just a desire to avoid trouble.
“Clan Chief Ye, what are you afraid of? I won’t bite you,” Shi Zi Chu’s voice was full of playful mockery.
Ye He Qi took a deep breath and then looked at her with serious eyes. “No matter what, I’ve offended Daoist Shi. Would an immortal rank magic artifact suffice as compensation?”
Upon hearing this, Shi Zi Chu removed her hand and stood upright.
“Of course, it will do.” She answered without hesitation, though a suspicious look flickered in her eyes as she scrutinized him.
Ye He Qi promptly took out a sandalwood box and handed it to her.
Shi Zi Chu opened the box with a flick of her fingers.
Inside was an immortal rank defensive magic artifact shaped like a jeweled necklace.
She picked it up, her fingers caressing the blue firestone, a gleam of fondness in her eyes. “I really like this.”
Ye He Qi set the box on the table.
With the compensation made, the matter was now settled.
Shi Zi Chu returned to her seat, and Xue Gu lightly hopped onto her lap and curled up.
She absentmindedly stroked the cat before suddenly remembering, “By the way, Master asked you to go to the main peak to see him later.”
Hearing this, Ye He Qi pinched the bridge of his nose.
It was undeniable that he had overstepped boundaries with Shi Zi Chu, but the Venerable Xing Lan had an extraordinary fondness for her.
Given Venerable Xing Lan’s strength, Ye He Qi couldn’t help but wonder—would he even leave Jade Void Sect alive?
“Clan Chief Ye, this is the second time you’ve been poisoned,” Shi Zi Chu’s words were tinged with sympathy, but her eyes gleamed with wicked delight.
Ye He Qi sighed deeply.
Lately, it had felt like everything was going wrong.
“Kill the father, kill the mother, kill the brother,” Shi Zi Chu said, her face filled with amusement, “Clan Chief Ye, are you really so ruthless?”
Ye He Qi was momentarily distracted by the sudden shift in the conversation, which lifted his spirits. He smiled playfully, “It’s mutual.”
If he were some kind of great benevolent person, how could he be on the same level as Shi Zi Chu?
“The Master already knows about Ye Qing Zi’s schemes,” Shi Zi Chu continued, running her fingers through Xue Gu’s soft white fur. “I wouldn’t mind if Clan Chief Ye used my name to discuss things with Master.”
Ye He Qi let out a low sigh, “Don’t try to dig holes for me.”
He knew that his actions had definitely put him on Venerable Xing Lan’s bad side. Using Shi Zi Chu’s name to speak with Venerable Xing Lan? That would only add fuel to the fire!
“Then there’s Young Master Jiang,” Ye He Qi couldn’t help but sigh again. “Your Master may have some sense, but Young Master Jiang is a madman.”
It wasn’t that he was stirring trouble; it was just that Jiang Wan Sheng was truly hard to handle when he went crazy.
Looking at Shi Zi Chu’s harmless, smiling face, Ye He Qi suddenly became curious. “How did you tame Young Master Jiang?”
Without exaggeration, Shi Zi Chu could get Jiang Wan Sheng to behave with just a glance, without him daring to disobey.
“It’s hard to believe, but at first, I just wanted to please him so I could eat and stay warm,” Shi Zi Chu laughed, explaining.
In simple terms, she had gone overboard with her efforts to please him as a child, and through that excessive attention, she had completely tamed Jiang Wan Sheng.
Ye He Qi understood.
While absentmindedly petting the cat, Shi Zi Chu regarded Ye He Qi with sharp, discerning eyes.
A great ascension early-stage Ye Chi Wei, and a half-step tribulation crossing Elder Ye Cheng.
The position of Clan Chief Ye wasn’t as secure as he thought.
“Daoist Shi could consider defecting to Ye Chi Wei,” Ye He Qi suggested with a gentle smile, his calm and elegant demeanor almost like he was offering Shi Zi Chu a path to freedom.
Shi Zi Chu playfully frowned, “What do you take me for, Clan Chief Ye?”
Ye Chi Wei’s background was unclear, which meant he might harbor great risks. As for Ye He Qi, he wasn’t likely to remain the Clan Chief for much longer.
The current situation appeared unfavorable for Ye He Qi, leaving him with limited options, but was it really as bad as it seemed?
One was a known and promising Clan Chief, while the other was an unknown young master who suddenly returned to claim his roots. Anyone with a brain would know how to choose.
With this thought, Shi Zi Chu casually asked Ye He Qi, “A half-step tribulation crossing Venerable shouldn’t be so foolish. What’s he hoping to gain by letting Ye Qing Zi do this?”
To be honest, Shi Zi Chu admired Ye Qing Zi to some extent.
In this situation, putting a love gu on Ye He Qi, regardless of whether it succeeded, would ultimately hurt Ye Clans’ reputation if it did.
Harming others without gaining any benefit.
Mentioning Ye Qing Zi, a coldness flickered in Ye He Qi’s eyes. His gentle smile faded into a mocking grin, “The position of Clan Madam.”