"You, take off your hood!"

Hearing his shout, I felt as if struck by lightning from head to toe. Sinan Yuan had warned me this second young master was troublesome, but I never expected his eyes to be so sharp! What to do? What to do? With their numbers, abducting me wouldn’t be hard. Damn it… after all that caution, I ran into this plague here!

"...This humble servant is merely Second Miss’s attendant. I beg you, Lord Feng—"

"Less talk! Gray Tiger, go!"

A gray-haired youth—Gray Tiger—stepped forward. With a flick of his hands, a whirlwind roared to life, tearing my hood to shreds before I could resist.

It’s over.

"Hiss—"

Comical gasps rose from Sinan Feng’s entourage. Their faces shifted to three parts shock, seven parts infatuation. Some even forgot to breathe. Even Rui Feng and Rui Xin couldn’t help glancing my way.

Sinan Feng’s eyes blazed fiercely. Across the entire Sinan Family, no such breathtaking beauty had ever appeared! A sweep of his detection field revealed my true face. Even he, seasoned with countless beauties, struggled to stay composed. His mouth went dry, his body burning hot. Only one person had ever stirred him like this at first sight: Lunara Tartalia! This girl matched Lunara in looks—and surpassed her in figure.

Meeting such a beauty, how could he let her slip away?

Big trouble, I thought. Sinan Feng’s gaze clung to my face like a physical weight.

As I scrambled for an escape, he leaned in impatiently. "Fair maiden, meeting is fate. To meet me is your greatest fortune! Come with me—I’ll give you everything you desire!"

"I appreciate your kindness… but this humble servant serves Miss Sinan Ying—"

"You serve her? She should serve you! Ditch that hopeless cause. Join me instead!"

…This bastard. Is his brain full of shit? Why does trash like him hold the most power?

I opened my mouth to refuse again—

"Younger brother, I hope you’re well."

A calm male voice cut through. A purple-haired, purple-eyed man approached, flanked by one male and one female attendant. Late twenties, tall and slender, he moved with quiet grace. His face lacked Sinan Feng’s handsomeness but radiated intellect. His gray-black robe hung perfectly smooth.

"...Hmph. It’s you. What? Suddenly free to wander here?"

"I heard my sister returned. As elder brother, I came to greet her. Unfortunately—" Sinan Xing’s gaze swept the room, lingering on me a heartbeat longer. "—the timing seems poor."

"Then leave. I have real business to handle!"

"If chasing women counts as ‘real business,’ I won’t argue. But remember: don’t disgrace our family. You know how high-society ladies view you."

"You dare lecture me!?"

"It’s not about daring. Losing composure before guests? Unbecoming."

"You—"

"What’s going on here!?"

A familiar roar shattered the tension—old yet powerful. Only Elder Hong.

"Sinan Feng, mind your actions! She’s Xiao Ying’s honored guest. Don’t you dare touch her!"

"Tch… Old Hong, riding the old master’s favor to act so high and mighty?" Sinan Feng spat threats but turned and left obediently. Elder Hong clearly held weight in the family.

Elder Hong sighed. "That boy… he’s always like this with women. He’s set his sights on you. Be extremely careful—he’ll do anything to get what he wants."

"...Thank you for the warning, Elder Hong. I’ll stay alert."

Sinan Xing stepped forward. "You’re Ye, right? My apologies. My foolish brother caused you trouble." He extended a hand. I shook it politely. "Thank you for intervening, Lord Xing. I look forward to your guidance."

"Since my sister isn’t here, I won’t linger. Farewell." He bowed crisply and left with his attendants.

This eldest son had a decent temperament—no wonder the current head favored him. Among all who’d seen my face, his reaction was mildest: just a lingering glance. Even Elder Hong had gaped in awe.

Sensing my thoughts, Rui Xin whispered, "Don’t overthink it. The young master’s naturally asexual. Everyone knows that."

Uh…

"Well, Changxia? Observations?" Sinan Xing asked his female attendant.

"Top-tier strength. Robust physique. Her Anomaly Power is… blood manipulation." Changxia replied slowly.

"Blood manipulation? Unheard of."

"Nor I. Likely a new Anomaly Power."

"Worth recruiting?"

"Hard to say. Needs more observation. But her beauty is rare. Elder Hong probably plans to use her to boost Second Miss’s profile. One public appearance will cause a sensation."

"...Heh. A sensation? Pity I feel nothing for women."

The next day—

I woke to the first morning rays. Rui Xin’s room surrounded me. We’d shared it last night, chatting late. Now, I just wanted to burrow back under the covers…

"Li~ttle~ Ye~ Time to rise~"

Can’t hear Sinan Ying. I yanked the blanket over my head.

"Li~ttle Ye~! The sun’s high~!"

I buried my face in the pillow. Not morning. No one calling. I hear nothing.

"Li~ttle~ Ye~ (shake)~ Li~ttle~ Ye~ (shake)~"

"Alright, alright! I’m up—stop shaking!"

"Your room’s ready! Right beside mine! Sister Yuan wants you to see it!"

A room?

"Come on~"

"Don’t pull—I’m not dressed yet…"

"This is it!"

I took in the oval chamber—spacious, with a bathroom, toilet, even a tiny kitchen. Simple yet elegant furnishings matched my taste perfectly. At its center lay a stone training ground: pillars of varying heights surrounded a meditation cushion.

"What do you think?"

"Flawless. Practical and lovely. But… this wardrobe? Why’s it ten meters long and three high?"

"All filled with clothes for you~"

A chill shot down my spine.

"Um… I need the toilet first."

"Denied! Time to ditch that ugly outfit. And no more hiding your face in public."

…Spare me.