FRGNM -Chapter 304 This Woman Is Really Arrogant

Thinking this over, the madam frowned and said, “Fine. Six hundred taels it is. And in the future, if you get any good-looking children, bring them to me. Lü’er, go—get the money.”

A table full of delicious dishes made Yi Zhui and Yi Meng’s appetites surge. They immediately picked up their chopsticks and began eating like a whirlwind. Though their speed was fast, their manners were elegant—refined like well-bred young masters. Even when starving, their dining was a sight to behold.

They made no sound while eating, and their chopsticks never clinked against the plates. In less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn, most of the food had disappeared into their bellies. Yi Zhui patted his stomach, glanced at the girl beside him, and smiled. “Big sister, what’s your name?”

“Me? Just call me Ke’er,” Ke’er replied with a gentle smile. It was the first time she’d seen such adorable children. She herself had only recently been sold here and had cried for a long time when she arrived. Yet these two children neither cried nor made trouble—they were frighteningly calm.

“Sister Ke’er, you’re different from the people outside. You smell really fresh. Oh right, I’ll give you some silver—you… where’s my money?” Yi Zhui reached to his waist, his face instantly changing. He suddenly looked up at Yi Meng. The pouch had contained the Qiongyu Immortal Island token—without it, they wouldn’t be able to pass through the mist and return home!

Recalling how everyone had crowded around him earlier, touching and jostling him—it must have been Wang Wu… Yi Zhui’s face darkened. “That Wang Wu stole my money pouch. Yi Meng, stay here. I’m going after him!”

“Okay! Be careful, Yi Zhui-ge!” Yi Meng nodded.

Ke’er couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. She quickly grabbed Yi Zhui’s arm and shook her head. “Don’t go. With your abilities, you won’t catch him. Everyone who comes here has been trafficked. I’ve only been here a short time myself. You two have already been sold—you can’t leave this place.”

“What? We were sold?” Yi Meng froze, then tilted her head and asked Yi Zhui in confusion, “Yi Zhui-ge, how much do you think they sold the two of us for?”

“Well… even half the continent wouldn’t be enough for Father and Mother to agree,” Yi Zhui said gravely, propping his chin with one hand.

Ke’er was both amused and helpless. “Don’t act rashly. I’ve been discussing escape plans with the other sisters. Don’t alert them yet. When the time comes, we’ll take you with us.”

“But that won’t do! There’s something very important in my money pouch. If it’s lost, we won’t be able to go home!” Yi Zhui frowned, shook off Ke’er’s hand, and quickly opened the door.

Two burly men stood guard outside. Their eyes flashed with menace as they shouted, “What are you doing? Get back inside!”

Before Yi Zhui could act, the two men slammed the door shut, preventing any escape.

“Don’t worry yet,” Ke’er said in a low voice. “Wang Wu is always drinking at Huaman Pavilion. As long as you get a chance to go out, you can get your things back. Just wait. Madam will come by soon. Say some nice things—she might take you out to buy clothes. Then you’ll be able to see Wang Wu.”

How could he not be anxious? That pouch held the Qiongyu Immortal Island token. What if Wang Wu lost it… Wait—if Wang Wu saw the token, he’d know their identity. Then he’d probably come crawling back to let them leave.

The corner of Yi Zhui’s mouth curled upward. He looked smugly at Yi Meng and muttered, “Let’s see how Jiang Yu is doing first…”

Bang! The door suddenly flew open. The two burly men strode in, grabbed Yi Zhui and Yi Meng by their small hands, and said coldly, “Madam wants to see you two brats. Move!”

With silver in his pouch, Wang Wu even walked more confidently. He pulled out two or three lumps of silver and tossed them to the men beside him, grinning. “Stick with Fifth Master from now on—eat well, drink well. As long as you work hard, you’ll get your share!”

“Yes, yes! Thank you, Fifth Master!” The man nodded repeatedly. That much silver would last him days.

After everyone left, Wang Wu finally opened the pouch. Seeing the glittering gold inside, he sucked in a sharp breath. He’d never seen so much gold before. And then—

“One, two, three… heavens! Ten banknotes of one hundred thousand taels each! I’ve really run into immortals!” Staring at the notes in shock, Wang Wu kissed them over and over before stuffing them back into his chest. Continuing to rummage, he pulled out a token.

He had no idea what it was made of—small and delicate, fitting easily in one hand. Dragons and phoenixes were carved on it, and on the back were two bold, flowing characters. At a glance, it looked like a handcrafted ornament.

“What’s this junk? Nothing special.” He tapped it, then casually tossed it to the ground, tied up the pouch, and swaggered off down the street. This money would last him a lifetime!

Yet a white figure streaked through the air like a ghost, flashing past in an instant.

Another figure descended like lightning, snatching the gleaming token from the ground. His gaze fell on the words “Qiongyu,” and his body stiffened. When had people from Qiongyu Immortal Island arrived here?!

A breeze rose. The madam of Yihong Courtyard stood before the two little brats, holding a rattan whip. The rouge on her round face trembled as she clapped her hands, her thin brows arched high. “I don’t care what kind of noble young masters or ladies you used to be. Wang Wu sold you to me for six hundred taels. From now on, you belong to me. Do whatever you’re told, quickly and cleanly—or don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

The two standing there looked at each other with miserable expressions, utterly unfazed by her aura. Nonsense—they’d seen far grander scenes. Why would they be afraid of a fat woman?

“Yi Zhui-ge, that Wang Wu sold us—and only for six hundred taels!” Yi Meng frowned. To think that she, worth half a continent, had been sold for a mere six hundred taels!

Yi Zhui nodded gloomily. “Madam, it’s obvious Wang Wu cheated you. If you took us out, even your city lord would come out to pour us tea. Six hundred taels isn’t even worth one of my random banknotes.”

“Pfft! If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll beat you!” The madam nearly spat out her tea, forcibly swallowing it back down. These two brats came from far away and were mysterious—but did that mean the city lord would serve them tea? Ridiculous!

At most, they were just noble children.

She raised her brows and said, “Tonight is the full moon. Every full moon, Yihong Courtyard presents a pure girl to receive guests. Tonight, you’d better serve tea and water briskly. If I catch you slacking, I’ll beat you to death!”

“What does ‘receive guests’ mean? And why do we have to serve tea?” Yi Meng drooped her head helplessly. “At home, Bi’er pours the tea. We also serve tea to Grandma every morning.”

What nonsense. The madam slapped the rattan whip angrily. “I don’t care who you are. In short, later someone will—”

“Madam, Young Master Bai has arrived!” Ke’er said softly, smiling, and gave the two children a meaningful look.

Yi Zhui and Yi Meng immediately fell silent and followed the madam’s gaze outside.

A man in white robes entered the hall slowly, holding a folding fan. He smiled faintly, his eyes sweeping over Yi Zhui and Yi Meng before he raised a brow. “Oh? Since when did Yihong Courtyard have such promising seedlings?”

“Young Master Bai, you’re here. These are children who just arrived—ignorant and unruly,” the madam said quickly, crowding up to him. The rouge on her cheeks trembled, nearly falling off.

Bai Yuchen smiled calmly, snapping his fan shut. His eyes lifted slightly as he chuckled. “Righteous energy by nature, extraordinary bones—top-tier looks as well. If these two children learned Dou Qi, they’d surely stand above others.”

“You flatter them. Everyone knows Young Master Bai is a Green-rank Dou Qi master. Come, please sit,” the madam said with a smile, pulling him to a seat.

Yi Meng disliked this effeminate man on sight. She frowned slightly and whispered to Yi Zhui, “Yi Zhui-ge, I think he’s really annoying. He’s only just entered Green rank, yet he’s already so arrogant.”

“Don’t worry. He’s no match for us. We’re already mid-to-late Green rank. He can’t see our cultivation,” Yi Zhui replied. They had arrays concealing their auras—at most, others would sense good potential, not identify them as Dou Qi masters.

Bai Yuchen sat down, lifting his teacup with a smile. “So, which girl is it this time?”

“Oh, Young Master Bai is as eager as ever. The girl up for auction tonight is Ke’er,” the madam said with a laugh, pulling Ke’er forward.

Ke’er’s face fell. She’d never been told this—and how could it be? The other sisters hadn’t said a word. She quickly looked around, only to see several girls who already knew the news hiding behind pillars, avoiding her gaze.

They… they hadn’t told her! Weren’t they sisters planning to escape together? They’d discussed it for nearly a month, and now… how ridiculous.

“She looks decent enough, and she smells quite nice. Little girl, lift your head,” Bai Yuchen said with a raised brow and a sudden curl of his lips.

Biting her lip lightly, Ke’er slowly raised her head. Her tear-filled eyes met his gaze, pearly teeth pressing against red lips—a pitiful sight that stirred compassion.

Bai Yuchen’s heart skipped. His eyes locked onto Ke’er as he grinned. “Good, good. Reserve a top seat for me tonight.”

“Of course, Young Master Bai!” The madam exclaimed excitedly. This man spent lavishly—if he was here, the price would surely soar. How could she not be thrilled?