News from this place quickly reached Xue Qinghe's ears.
She felt as if she was paying too much attention to Jiang Yunzhou.
But she couldn't help but want to know everything about Jiang Yunzhou, his past... Now, all of Jiang Yunzhou's information had been compiled into a stack and placed on her desk.
Whenever she got tired of reading memorials, she would repeatedly look at his material.
"Suspected of wanting to poach talented students from various academies?"
"This isn't a suspicion, isn't it obvious?"
"Is it for the Spirit Master Tournament?"
He called a guard and said, "Go, get two pots of good wine."
The guard acknowledged the order and left.
Supreme Academy.
Suddenly, ten more people appeared in the academy. Jiang Yunzhou, who had originally planned to visit Lan Ba Academy's back mountain again that night, was held back and couldn't leave.
By the time all the matters were dealt with, it was already late at night.
Fearing he would disturb others' sleep, he had no choice but to cancel his original plan.
Little did he know, someone had indeed waited until late at night.
She didn't know what she was expecting, but she couldn't help but think about it, vaguely wanting... what if he really came?
In the end, she waited in vain.
She was in her thirties, already an old maid.
If she didn't consider important life events soon, in a few more years, what if she went through menopause?
She had been incredibly annoyed these past two days.
She wasn't like this before; was she a face-lover? Clearly not! Yu Xiaogang was so ugly.
But now, her mind was full of that young and strong figure.
Who was Gangzi? He had long been thrown into some corner.
Tossing and turning, she couldn't sleep. Annoyed, she gave herself a chop to the neck, forcing herself to shut down and sleep!
The next day.
The arena competition proceeded as usual, still managed by the three girls.
Jiang Yunzhou, however, dressed neatly and quietly slipped out the door.
He strolled leisurely, and as he walked, he found himself at the entrance of Moon Pavilion.
He wasn't here to learn etiquette or music, but since he was already here, it would be a bit rude not to check in and show his face before leaving.
Tang Yuehua, a palace etiquette Grandmaster, had a very good relationship with Emperor Xue Ye.
If he openly and directly poached her, it would be a slap in the face to the imperial family.
But was he afraid? He had already offended them anyway.
Entering Moon Pavilion, he smiled and walked directly towards a female staff member.
A rare handsome man suddenly approached, and the young lady was momentarily flustered.
"Miss, excuse me, I'd like to find your Pavilion Master Tang Yuehua. Could you please inform her?" He lowered his voice, a smile playing on his lips.
"Ah? You, you want to see the Pavilion Master?"
"Yes, I have a project worth several hundred million that I'd like to discuss with your Pavilion Master."
Who could bear to refuse such a sunny and handsome young man? But a project worth several hundred million, would it be troublesome?
"O-okay! Please have a seat, I'll go right away!"
The young lady's face flushed, and she scurried away with small, quick steps.
Jiang Yunzhou secretly chuckled: good looks are a passport, and not just for women.
Not long after.
A woman with silver-blue hair, an elegant figure, fair skin, beautiful features, and eyes as gentle as water slowly approached.
She wore a dignified palace gown, exuding a noble and elegant aura. Having been immersed in such refined settings for years, her grace was naturally outstanding.
Not to mention, she also possessed the Spirit 'Ruyi Ring,' and her innate nine-level spirit power came with a natural talent Domain: Noble's Ring.
The person who arrived was precisely the Master of Moon Pavilion: Tang Yuehua.
Jiang Yunzhou watched her approach with a smile. He not only looked but also scrutinized her from head to toe without blinking.
Finally, he nodded with satisfaction, looking quite appreciative.
The curve of Tang Yuehua's lips, which had just begun to form, twitched twice involuntarily.
She thought to herself: He looks decent enough, but why does he seem like a pervert... I feel, I feel like I've been visually violated!
So brazen, did she have some flaw or some prominent weakness that he had grasped?
This feeling made her a little uncomfortable.
She subtly adjusted the clothes at her chest, maintaining her composure as she met Jiang Yunzhou's gaze.
It wasn't that no one had coveted her beauty before, but no one had ever stared at her so openly as Jiang Yunzhou.
She even suspected he might already be critiquing her in his mind!
She reined in her smile, deciding to demonstrate her abilities:
"Jiang Yunzhou, eighteen years old, a Soul Douluo, Dean of Supreme Academy, with three disciples. Before eighteen, he was unknown. He began to show his talent over two months ago..."
As she walked, she unhurriedly recited information about Jiang Yunzhou, though she omitted the part about Tang Hao.
Jiang Yunzhou's expression remained unchanged, and he clapped softly: "As expected of a master of intelligence, Pavilion Master Tang knows me quite well, doesn't she?"
"This is nothing new."
Tang Yuehua said indifferently, "News about Dean Jiang has probably already spread. These are not secrets."
"Speak, Dean Jiang, you've graced us with your presence, surely not just to learn etiquette, right?"
Jiang Yunzhou grinned: "If I said I really came to learn etiquette, would Pavilion Master Tang believe me?"
"Dean Jiang, please don't joke."
He nodded slightly, and said in a natural tone: "I hear Pavilion Master Tang is skilled at the harp. I am quite interested in the art of music. I wonder if Pavilion Master Tang could demonstrate a little, so I may observe closely."
Tang Yuehua was stunned at his words. Why did this person's speech sound like he was being a hooligan? But she had no evidence.
"If Dean Jiang merely wishes to listen to music, I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place." She looked displeased. Was he treating her Moon Pavilion like a brothel?
She suppressed her anger, thinking: Why is this person at odds with her older brother? What a pity, such a good face wasted.
Jiang Yunzhou chuckled: "Not at all, not at all. In fact, I also have a slight understanding of music theory. How about we have a friendly competition?"
Tang Yuehua looked surprised at his words. A competition? She really hadn't expected that.
Seeing her hesitate, Jiang Yunzhou sincerely added: "My apologies, to say 'competition' might be a bit presumptuous. Rather, I hope Pavilion Master Tang could offer some guidance. Would you do me the honor?"
Since she wouldn't play, he would take the initiative. He couldn't come all this way for nothing and leave no impression, could he?
With the conversation at this point, and given her genuine curiosity about Jiang Yunzhou's intentions, she nodded in agreement:
"Certainly."
Jiang Yunzhou feigned profundity, slowly walked to the instruments arranged to the side, and chose a guzheng.
Tang Yuehua stood quietly to the side, observing silently.
He lightly plucked the strings, and a serene rendition of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" began to play.
The melodious tune and profound artistic conception gradually captivated Tang Yuehua, leaving her entranced... The true meaning of this piece lies in the rarity of finding a soulmate.
He believed that with Tang Yuehua's attainments in music, she would surely understand.
Coincidentally, Jiang Yunzhou had learned musical instruments in his previous life and had some knowledge of classical music, which gave him this opportunity to show off.
When the piece ended, Tang Yuehua remained with her eyes closed, immersed in the music, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.
Jiang Yunzhou's lips curved slightly, and he waited quietly to the side, not disturbing her.
When she opened her eyes, her previous impression of Jiang Yunzhou as a 'pervert' had long vanished, leaving only the deeply emotional "High Mountains and Flowing Water" in her mind.
She thought to herself: Perhaps he was a bit presumptuous just now, but maybe it was just out of admiration?
It must be so. Who doesn't like beautiful things?
How could such an upright, sunny, and handsome person be a pervert?
How could someone who could play such a deeply emotional piece be a bad person? Could it be her own brother's fault?
One piece of music caused Tang Yuehua's scales to begin to waver.