Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 618: Young Master Huo: I Fear Pain More than Losing Face

Chapter 618: Chapter 618: Young Master Huo: I Fear Pain More than Losing Face

Under the scrutiny of Huo Yunjiao’s gaze, Qin Ruan began to feel uneasy.

Whenever she saw him, images of suggestive scenes from before which made her heart race would emerge in her mind.

The discomfort on her face was fully visible to Huo Yunjiao.

His lips curled into a charming smile as he spoke softly, "Huo Qiang is waiting for me in the study, I’ll go there first."

"Okay!" Qin Ruan immediately answered.

As if she couldn’t wait for him to leave quickly.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yunjiao couldn’t help but chuckle.

What a silly girl. She treated him as if he were a dangerous beast.

It was only after a while that Qin Ruan realized the tone she had used was inappropriate.

Veiling her eyes, she fixated on the carpet in front of her, remaining silent.

Without making things difficult for her, Huo Yunjiao turned and walked away, heading to the study to see Huo Qiang.

After he left, Qin Ruan relaxed against the edge of the bed, her heart in chaos.

Neither the gentle voice nor the doting gaze of the third master put her at ease as before.

Within just a few hours, something seemed to have changed between them.

No longer were they merely teacher and student, but rather some ambiguous relationship had emerged.

Qin Ruan held her chest, trying to calm her chaotic heart.

How could anyone have anticipated that the aloof and noble third master of the Huo family would actually lower his noble head, submitting to her will.

Qin Ruan slowly closed her eyes, attempting to dispel the chaotic images in her mind.

In the short term, her relationship with the third master left her at a loss. She needed to find something to do.

Not to avoid the situation, but to let it happen naturally.

After all, they were to spend a lifetime together. Time would gradually bring them closer.

Someday, she would completely master a day like today.

In the study.

As Huo Yunjiao entered the study, Huo Qiang had already been waiting inside for some time.

Huo Qiang looked respectfully at the steady man walking into the study. "My lord."

Huo Yunjiao gave him a quick glance without stopping as he entered the room.

"What did uncle Jiushu say?"

Huo Qiang replied, "Uncle Jiushu will come to pay you a visit tomorrow himself. He also asked me to bring back a pot of his favorite tea. He said that after so many years, he has got used to the taste of this tea and would not fancy a change."

Huo Yunjiao sat down at the table, his hand brushing the finely crafted tea pot on the table, his face donning a meaningful smile.

His thin lips drew into a frown, "Uncle Jiushu is bent on keeping Ruanruan away from the Punishment Hall."

It’s not about the taste of the tea but rather his reluctance to let outsiders get involved in the Punishment Hall.

For many years, the Punishment Hall has been under the control of the Family Head; this is a centuries-old institution.

Huo Qiang kept his expression subtle and silent.

Uncle Jiushu’s words had a hidden message; seemingly, who could continue drinking the same tea for a lifetime?

What he actually wants to tell the third master is that the Punishment Hall has always been under the control of the Family Head, and there can’t be an exception.

Huo Yunjiao’s slender fingers traced the surface of the tea pot thoughtfully.

After a while, he lifted his gaze and asked Huo Qiang, "Which day is the public execution in the Punishment Hall by my second brother?"

Huo Qiang’s gaze flickered slightly, "Seven days from now."

Huo Yunjiao laughed lightly and pushed the tea pot away without giving it another glance.

His face was as noble and elegant as a deity, and his smile as refreshing as a spring breeze, his eyes filled with pity for human life and suffering.

Yet, his words exuded a chill and authority that could not be denied.

"Run around a bit more these next few days, send invitations to all the elders, make sure they attend my second brother’s public execution. No attendance will mean they can retire early and enjoy their old age."

Huo Qiang blinked. "What does the master mean?"

As if he understood something but was not quite sure.

Huo Yunjiao’s inky black eyes stared at Huo Qiang. "Let the second brother help set the stage for your mistress’s takeover of the Punishment Hall. If in ten years’ time, your young master is still not up to the task, your mistress will need to have the ability to protect them."

"Master!"

Huo Qiang’s eyes were wide open, his ordinary features revealing a slight hint of anger.

Huo Yunjiao waved his hand, "I know you don’t like hearing this, but it’s the truth, isn’t it? If I don’t pave the way for those three, won’t they be bullied to death in the future?"

This ’you’ was his respect for Huo Qiang, after all, he was an old man who had accompanied three generations of leaders in the Huo Family.

Those elders in the Huo Family, relying on their seniority, always wanted to dictate the family’s affairs.

The master thinks, the earlier Qin Ruan gets involved in the Huo family affairs, the better.

Huo Qiang’s fists were tightly clenched, his voice emotional, "I will inform them one by one. The master doesn’t need to be so pessimistic. The Madam has deep feelings and loyalty towards you. She will never let anything happen to you."

In his eyes, the Madam could deal with the Puppet God, she must have a way to save the master.

Huo Yunjiao smiled faintly without saying a word.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Qin Ruan, but that he didn’t trust his own body.

For nearly thirty years, his life had been on a countdown.

Qin Ruan might be part of the Mysterious Studies World, but how could she possibly be capable of changing one’s fate.

Huo Yunjiao rubbed his forehead, "Go on, make the invitation look a bit more festive, let those old fellows know that the Huo family has a female head."

"Yes sir!"

Huo Qiang backed away two steps and turned to leave the study.

Before leaving, he looked at Master Huo sitting at the desk, his eyes filled with worry.

The study door was gently closed by the departing Huo Qiang.

In the vast study, only Huo Yunjiao was left sitting in the chair.

He reached out to the phone on the table and dialed a number with practiced ease.

"Third brother?"

The call was answered, and Huo Yirong’s familiar voice came from the other end of the line.

Huo Yunjiao’s foot tapped on the floor and the chair beneath him swivelled.

He faced the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, looking out at the night view outside, his voice slightly deep: "It’s me."

"Calling me at this hour, what’s up?"

True to being siblings, the guess was right on target.

Huo Yunjiao’s lips curved into a faint smile, his voice playful, "Second brother, in seven days, you will be publicly executed in the Punishment Hall."

"...You called me this hour to say this?"

Huo Yirong’s tone changed, his voice resentful.

Master Huo seemed untouched by his resentment, chuckling, "I have invited the elders of the Huo family to watch that day."

"No!" Huo Yirong exploded, "Third brother, do you think I haven’t been humiliated enough, so you’re trying to let those people watch me like a monkey?"

Master Huo attempted to soothe him, "How can that be."

"All those old folks will be there, who knows how they will ridicule me."

Talking about the Huo Family’s elders, Second Master Huo’s tone was full of disdain and disgust.

Master Huo let out a light laugh, "Second brother, I’m going to charge them admission."

Huo Yirong fell silent for a moment, his tone slightly elevated, "Did sister agree to take over the Punishment Hall?"

"Not yet."

"Then what’s the meaning of this performance?"

Huo Yunjiao rose to his feet and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his fingeřs, well-defined at the joints, pressed against the glass.

His voice, slightly lowered, exuded a hint of confidence, "I will have Ruanruan performing the execution personally that day, Second brother, can you bear it for now?"

Huo Yirong didn’t object to Qin Ruan executing him that day; what he cared about was another matter.

"So, as we agreed, you have to go easy on me, right?"

Knowing that he agreed, Huo Yunjiao’s elegant eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Will second brother feel wronged?"

Huo Yirong laughed, his laughter carrying a sense of relief, "What’s there to feel wronged about, how many family heads haven’t been publicly tried in the Punishment Hall? Even our grandfather was not spared.

Going back two more predecessors, including our grandfather, three successive family heads were tried in the Punishment Hall. What do I have to feel wronged about? You know, I fear pain more than losing face."

Huo Yunjiao’s eyebrows relaxed, "I will arrange everything for the day of the public trial."

As the person in charge of the Punishment Hall, Master Huo had promised to go easy on his cousin.

Huo Yirong was satisfied with this, but soon began to worry again.

"Third brother, is sister proficient in her moves? Don’t let her ruin my face."

Huo Yunjiao laughed, "Second brother, rest assured, Ruanruan is skilled with the whip."