Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 476 The Holy Monk Seeks Marriage (78)

"Where did this beauty come from? Her plight is truly pitiful." "No matter her circumstances, once she meets our Second Master, she'll live a life of luxury." "Yes, Second Master, why don't you take this little girl in? Having her as a companion would be quite an elegant affair."... Shen Yun stood there, bewildered, looking at the group of young men surrounding her. They were fair-skinned, with dark circles under their eyes, and seemed unsteady on their feet. And... there was the little girl they were talking about kneeling before her. Beside her was a sign: "Selling myself to bury my father." Oh my god. Couldn't they give her a moment to process this? Wait a minute, could the Second Master they're talking about be her? Shen Yun's trembling gaze quickly scanned herself. Men's clothing, or rather, men dressed as women. But the original owner of this body was quite bold, seeking out women—no, going out to play and having so much fun. This little girl... Shen Yun looked her up and down. She wasn't small at all... She had a shapely figure, fair skin, a beautiful face, and long legs. He couldn't help but drool.

wrong!

Shen Yun then realized why she had acted so lewdly.

"Does Second Master wish to keep this humble woman?" The woman kneeling on the ground half-covered her face with a handkerchief, obscuring her features, yet she appeared to be a beautiful woman.

This is probably what beauty in a hazy, dreamlike state is like.

But even if she were a beautiful woman, or even a celestial being descended to earth, it wouldn't matter to her.

"No, thank you," Shen Yun said.

Everyone was shocked by these words.

"Does Second Master think that my looks are not good enough for the Jing family's inner courtyard?" She removed the sleeve that was covering half of her face, revealing a beautiful face with eyes that seemed to shimmer like waves, looking pitiful.

Her skin was as white as putty, so smooth and dewy that it seemed like you could squeeze water out of it if you pinched it.

Shen Yun raised his chin high, his face full of arrogance, "That's not it. Are you sure you come from a poor family? That you need to sell yourself to bury your father, or that someone is using you as a raft to deliberately scheme against me?"

The woman paused in wiping away her tears, then continued, "If you dislike me, Second Master, just say so. Why humiliate me like this? Although I sold myself to bury my father, I still have my own dignity."

The appearance of the word "若" is somewhat illogical.

Wasn't her tone obvious enough?

"Second Master, a beauty's tears are beautiful, but isn't a beauty's smile even more so?"

"If a beauty is like this, why not take her into your arms sooner?"

"Tsk, I'm afraid it's because the eldest master of the Jing family is too strict that the second master doesn't dare to do it."

……

Shen Yun: ...

Who is this Mr. Jing?
Why does her body tremble involuntarily when she hears those four words?

"If you like it, then this time I'll give you a chance to be heroes." Shen Yun looked at the woman's hands without showing any emotion. They were fair and tender, with calluses on them, but only in a few fixed places, as if they were from holding a knife.

The young men exchanged bewildered glances. "Well... a gentleman doesn't take what others like. Although we sympathize with this girl, what the Second Master likes, how can we possibly take it from him?"

"That's right, Second Master really makes us all extremely envious."

Shen Yun: ...You're crazy.

Does she need to resort to classical Chinese phrases to subdue this group of demons and monsters?

"No need to be envious, you can do it too. Just reach out your hands, take the money pouches at your waist, and it'll be a piece of cake."

"Besides, I can't afford a girl like that. She wears and uses only the finest things. Even the jade hairpin in her hair is of the highest quality. Why would she need to sell herself to bury her father? That's really something I find strange. Could it be that you guys deliberately put this up to fool me?"

"Enough, enough. Whether it's true or false, I have no interest in it today." Shen Yun took out a folding fan from his waist, held the tip of the fan against her chin, and lifted it slightly, revealing her jade-like skin, which was extremely alluring.

"Clouds yearn for her clothes, flowers for her face; spring breezes caress the balustrade, dew is heavy." With a slight smile, Shen Yun approached her, "Next time you want to fool me, you'd better learn to be more clever. Selling yourself to bury your father isn't like this."

"If you came here on someone's behalf, I'll let it go this time. But if there's a next time, I'll make you pay the price."

"Alright, enough talk. I'm tired too. Let's head back for today." With that, Shen Yun tapped a servant-like man on the head and said, "Lead the way."

The man remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Second Master, I am a servant of the Liu family."

Damn it, I've got the wrong person.

But don't worry, the most important thing at this time is to stay calm.

"What's wrong with the Liu family? Can't we even send them to the master?" Shen Yun looked at him with a sly smile.

When servants seek help, they usually look to their young master.

“It’s your honor to see Second Master off.” Liu Zi bowed slightly and nodded.

Although he dressed like a scholar, he gave off the feeling of a fox spirit.

Shen Yun thought to himself silently.

As she walked back, Shen Yun felt like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

(End of this chapter)