Was it you that night?
Chapter 197 - 195: Qinghe is Not Allowed to Call Him Uncle Master

Chapter 197: Chapter 195: Qinghe is Not Allowed to Call Him Uncle Master

Shen Qinghe confirmed that Shen Zhiyao had returned to normal and asked her what had happened; Zhiyao then recounted the event.

After listening, Meng Yun made a judgement, "It must be a love trap that Nan Sheng set for Wu Ke, but unexpectedly, you blindly stumbled into it."

"I don’t think so; it’s possible that Nan Sheng set the trap for elder sister," Shen Qinghe disagreed.

Meng Yun and Shen Zhiyao both looked at her, and she continued, "Elder Wu has a tarnished reputation. If Elder Wu were to compromise elder sister’s innocence, would not elder sister suffer without being able to speak out? If elder sister were to end up together with Elder Wu because of this, and once elder sister developed feelings for Elder Wu, Nan Sheng could then step in and steal Elder Wu from elder sister’s hands. To kill and to wound the heart at the same time, now that would be a truly vicious plan!"

Meng Yun and Shen Zhiyao listened with their eyes wide and their mouths agape, staring at Shen Qinghe in disbelief.

Seeing their incredulous expressions, Shen Qinghe smiled wryly, "I think Nan Sheng is capable of such malicious deeds."

Meng Yun muttered to himself, "Nan Sheng looks so beautiful, can she really be that poisonous?"

Shen Qinghe outright recounted the things Nan Sheng had done, and then said to Meng Yun, "Lord Meng Yun, you should keep an eye out for Nan Sheng in the future, lest she sells you out and you end up counting the money for her."

Meng Yun said earnestly, "I am well aware."

It was unfortunate that he had taken a liking to Nan Sheng when he first met her, not expecting her to be a femme fatale. Qinghe had experience, and heeding her advice was never wrong.

After returning to the Guest Courtyard, Wu Ke activated his spiritual energy to force out the aphrodisiac from his body. Although the aphrodisiac was powerful, with his cultivation base, it was easy to cleanse.

However, he had other intentions for Shen Zhiyao and had decided to let nature take its course. What a pity that Shen Qinghe had given the Black and White Rope to Shen Zhiyao; otherwise, this would have been an excellent opportunity for him to have Shen Zhiyao.

Meanwhile, after returning to the Guest Courtyard, Shen Zhiyao was still frightened by the night’s events, "Thank goodness you left your Life-bound Magic Treasure with me, otherwise I could have very well lost my virginity to Elder Wu... Qinghe, what are you looking at?"

Shen Qinghe was on the lookout, afraid that Dongfang Wuya might suddenly burst in and try to kill her.

She composed herself and casually replied, "Nothing. I’m entering the second round of the competition tomorrow; don’t wander off. You saw earlier, too, Shu Xiu was clearly unharmed. It’s very likely that Nan Sheng set this all up. Tomorrow, during the competition, elder sister should stay with the other brothers and sisters, and not be alone."

"I am well aware. If it comes to it, I can just stick with Lord Meng Yun. You’re his benefactor now; having him protect me should be as simple as you asking." Shen Zhiyao was playing her own convenient little game.

Shen Qinghe was distracted, glancing out the window from time to time.

Even the slow-witted Zhiyao noticed something amiss with Shen Qinghe and asked with concern, "Are you troubled by something?"

With a soft sigh, Shen Qinghe felt that some things were still unspeakable and lied on the spot, "I’m just worried that Nan Sheng might set another trap for me tomorrow."

"Her cultivation base isn’t as high as yours; you have no reason to fear her. But she is indeed cunning and full of schemes; you do need to be cautious. It’s getting late; you should rest and preserve your energy for tomorrow’s competition." Shen Zhiyao didn’t second-guess, and, still nervous and scared after such a long time, decided to sleep first.

But Shen Qinghe couldn’t sleep; she envied her elder sister’s ability to let things go. Today, she almost lost her virginity without warning, yet her elder sister was able to sleep soundly in bed.

She wondered if Mr. Wuya still wanted her life; she had no confidence at all.

On the eve of the grand competition the next day, Shen Qinghe did not see Dongfang Wuya’s figure anywhere. While she breathed a sigh of relief, she also felt a bit of disappointment.

Before the first round of the competition, Mr. Wuya had given her lots of instructions, but this time he didn’t show up at all. Had he started to see her as an enemy?

Just as she was lost in thought, a figure in red silently appeared beside her.

She looked at him with surprise and delight, having already forgotten that last night he had wanted her life.

Dongfang Wuya slapped his hand down firmly on her shoulder, his smile sinister, "Shen Qinghe, perform well in the competition and take first place for me to see. By doing so, I’ll spare your life."

Shen Qinghe immediately perked up with full attention, "Yes, I will definitely win first place and not disgrace Uncle-Master!"

"Who allowed you to call me Uncle-Master?!" Dongfang Wuya’s face grew even darker.

Shen Qinghe: ...

Hadn’t she always called him Uncle-Master before? Why wasn’t she allowed to do so now?

As she was still puzzled, she heard Dongfang Wuya say again, "I permit you to call me by my name."

"Mr. Wuya?" Shen Qinghe was not quite sure.

"You can omit the last word," Dongfang Wuya patiently coaxed.

Shen Qinghe pondered; the last word was ’Jun’, so did Mr. Wuya mean for her to call him—Wuya?

Her expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly said, "Disciple dares not show disrespect to Mr. Wuya!"

"Shen Qinghe, listen well, this is a privilege I grant you. If you dare disobey, you will have no need for a tongue," Dongfang Wuya said indifferently, looking at Shen Qinghe’s red lips.

Fearing he would really pull out her tongue, Shen Qinghe nodded like pounding garlic: "Yes, I will listen to you... your instruction."

Although she found it strange to call Mr. Wuya by his name, for the sake of her tongue, it wouldn’t hurt to do so once. Fortunately, she didn’t have to deal with him often, so it wasn’t a big problem.

Having so consoled herself, she felt she could manage again.

"Now, call it out and let me hear it," Dongfang Wuya said in a softer tone, but his attitude remained forceful.

Shen Qinghe, her eyes meeting Dongfang Wuya’s through the veil hat, wondered what he was up to.

With a crowd around them watching the excitement and the competition about to start, she murmured, "I need to participate in the competition..."

"Shen Qinghe, I have no patience!" said Dongfang Wuya, his expression indifferent.

"Wuya," Shen Qinghe’s voice was so low that only she could hear.

Only then did Dongfang Wuya appear satisfied, patting her shoulder heavily: "Good."

At that moment, Shen Qinghe was just glad she was wearing a veil hat; otherwise, she would have had no face to face anyone.

Shen Zhiyao, standing aside, saw the whole process of her sister being "coerced" by Dongfang Wuya and was petrified.

If Dongfang Wuya wasn’t still present, she really would have liked to ask Qinghe what on earth was going on.

Dongfang Wuya had once told Qinghe not to indulge in romantic affairs, so Qinghe respected him as an elder. Now she was not allowed to call him Uncle-Master but had to call him by his personal name; his ulterior motives were clear for all to see.

Shen Qinghe was about to join the other five cultivators who had advanced to the second round when Shen Zhiyao was still pinching her wrist, clearly eager to know what had happened between her and Dongfang Wuya.

"Elder sister, let me finish the competition and then I’ll tell you. Stay put and don’t wander around," Shen Qinghe whispered instructions to Shen Zhiyao.

"Don’t worry about me, focus on the competition and bring back first place," Shen Zhiyao said caringly.

"I will!" Shen Qinghe said confidently.