Chapter 112: You Still Have a Master, You Know

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Cabbage on clearance, selling for just a penny each!
Is there anything more humiliating than this?
To actually compare Young Master Chu to discounted cabbage!
Chu Yu was almost infuriated to death, yet he couldn’t utter a single rebuttal.
Ji Yin’s words were venomous beyond measure.
Du Wei glanced at Chu Yu and shook his head helplessly.
Couldn’t Chu Yu just keep quiet?!
“Xiao Qi!” Ji Yun called out sharply, fearing Ji Yin would say something even more malicious.
Ji Yin approached Mo Chuan, raising an eyebrow in a manner that resembled a wayward scoundrel teasing a respectable woman.
Ji Yun’s temples throbbed painfully once again.
Where on earth had she learned to be so frivolous?
Fortunately, Mo Chuan didn’t respond like Xuan Yuan Ji, who had actually smiled at Ji Yin.
“Chu Yu, Du Wei, you two take a few men ahead to scout the path. The rest of you get ready.” Ji Yun instructed the group.
“Yes!” The group responded in unison.
Ji Yin scrutinized Mo Chuan carefully. Though he lacked the overwhelming beauty of Xuan Yuan Ji, he appeared clean and pleasant, gentle in demeanor. His skin, perhaps due to his frail health, was extremely pale—not a ghastly pallor, but porcelain white, exquisitely delicate, almost translucent.
If he coughed again, looking so fragile… oh, how heartbreaking that would be.

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The Demon Cauldron: …
“Young Master Mo, how old are you this year?”
“Twenty-one.”
Ji Yun: …
“Have you ever been betrothed?”
“My parents passed away early; I have never been promised to anyone.”
Ji Yun: …!
“Have you ever liked someone before?”
“No, never.”
Ji Yun couldn’t bear it any longer; he directly lifted Ji Yin up. “Young Master Mo, my son and I have something to discuss. Please excuse us.”
Ji Yun took Ji Yin aside. Backed against a stone wall, facing Ji Yun’s furious expression, Ji Yin looked small and helpless.
“What were you trying to do just now? Find a husband for yourself?”
“Is that not allowed?”
“Of course not! If you want to get Young Master Mo killed, go right ahead with your recklessness!”
Ji Yin’s tiny spark of hope was mercilessly extinguished by Ji Yun.
She had already made plans—one day, when she returned to the peak of her power, she would take Young Master Mo to see the magnificent landscapes and taste all the delicacies. How wonderful that would be!

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Young Master Mo was the real long-term meal ticket—a man who could cook, and cook so well. Such a man was truly rare! Having found one, she naturally couldn’t let him go!
“Xiao Qi, do you really like Young Master Mo?” Ji Yun seemed to be seriously considering.
If Ji Yin truly liked him, he wouldn’t let his daughter suffer unrequited love. At the very least, he would try every means to fight for her happiness!
Ji Yin was startled by the seriousness in Ji Yun’s eyes.
She quickly raised her small hands and poked Ji Yun’s chest twice. “Dad, don’t be angry. I just think it’s fun. It’s so boring here; I’m simply looking for some amusement. Really!”
“Is that so?” Ji Yun suddenly sighed in relief.
“Mm-hmm!” Ji Yin nodded immediately.
“Xiao Qi, you’re a girl and will marry someday. Your father won’t interfere too much in whom you like, but don’t forget—you still have a master.”
“I understand that parents decide the big matters in life, but does the master have the right to decide, too?” Ji Yin asked, confused.
Ji Yun: …
Was his hint not clear enough?!
“No, it’s not that your master must decide.”
“Then if I really want to marry, I’ll just invite him to the wedding banquet, or have him officiate the ceremony. I get it—once a teacher, always a father.”
Ji Yun: Why is this getting more and more confusing!