《Return of the 13th Zodiac》Chapter 8.1: Two-Faced Young Lady
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"Elder Lu?" Shu Yue said with a frown.
Xiao Ran nodded. "Yeah. He said he has something important to discuss with you."
"Oh? Something important?"
Xiao Ran shrugged his shoulders. "That's what he said. But...I don't know. I'm kind of getting a bad vibe from this." His brows knitted into a frown. "This old man is very suspicious."
Since the mysterious man threatened Lu Baiyu to force him to do something, it was possible that Lu Baiyu was still under his command. Thus Shu Yue needed to be cautious. Whatever Lu Baiyu was here for could be part of a scheme.
"All right," Shu Yue said as she rose from her bed, "I'll meet him in a few minutes, then I'll judge the situation myself."
She let out a breath of frustration, her features twisting into a scowl. Since she and Xiao Ran were the only ones present, she didn't mind displaying strong emotions on her face. As someone she completely trusted, she didn't need to maintain her calm and mild demeanor around him all the time. Xiao Ran knew who and what she really was.
Seeing the change in her expression, Xiao Ran's face softened and he sighed. He wasn't the least bit surprised by his master's sudden change in attitude. Instead, he smiled and approached her. He took the fox mask from the bed and placed it on the side of her head. Shu Yue's horn vanished without a trace.
"Don't lose your cool now, Young Mistress; being grumpy in the morning isn't good," Xiao Ran advised, his lips quirking up in a tiny, amused smile.
Shu Yue brushed a strand of hair from her face and turned to face Xiao Ran. He was a foot taller than she was. She had to crane her neck to look up at him.
"I wonder why my fox looked so amused? Do you find my frustration fascinating?" Shu Yue said in a low, silken voice, a faint smile outlining her mouth.
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"It's been a while since I've seen you lose your composure, Young Mistress."
"That means your snake master is doing a great job, isn't she?" Shu Yue reached up, pushing his hair behind his shoulder.
"A very incredible job," Xiao Ran admitted in a quiet voice. His gaze softened, as it did every time he looked at her.
Staring at Xiao Ran, Shu Yue couldn't help but count herself lucky to have met this fox-human. Not only did she find a strong and faithful bodyguard, but also a companion in whom she could trust, sometimes even more than herself.
"All right," Shu Yue exclaimed and spun on her heels. "Go fetch our dear guest, then let's see what he wants."
***
Shu Yue looked up as the door opened, revealing Xiao Ran and their guest, Lu Baiyu. After meeting her gaze, Xiao Ran ushered the elderly man into her room.
Shu Yue rose from the tea table and bowed with folded hands, a courteous smile on her face. "This disciple greets Elder Lu."
Lu Baiyu looked at her with narrowed eyes for a moment, trying to recognize her unfamiliar face. He'd never seen Shu Yue's bare face before, so this was an expected reaction from him. Having said that, Shu Yue made no effort to introduce herself in order to dispel his confusion. She simply smiled at him.
Xiao Ran stepped up beside Shu Yue, his hands clasped behind his back. "This is my master, Chen Hui," he told Lu Baiyu indifferently, his face devoid of emotion.
Lu Baiyu's eyes darted back to Shu Yue, studying her features once more. He then smiled in recognition when his gaze fell on the fox mask on the side of her head.
"Ah, it's you," Lu Baiyu confirmed, a wide smile spreading across his lips. "I hadn't seen you without a mask before, so I didn't recognize you right away."
"This disciple apologizes for any confusion. Please take a seat," Shu Yue said politely, motioning to the table.
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Once they were seated, Xiao Ran prepared a cup of tea for them and then took a sip of his tea. His casual behavior must have brought confusion to Lu Baiyu, because Shu Yue noticed a slight frown creasing the old man's brow as he looked at the fox-human.
"So, Elder Lu. What brings you here?" Shu Yue said, clasping her hands on the table. "I was really surprised when I heard you were requesting my presence."
Lu Baiyu smiled. "I know that this is an unexpected visit, but I assure you that I will not waste your time. But-" He paused, his eyes flickering to Xiao Ran. "Not to be impolite, but is the" --his mouth twisted faintly with bitter revulsion --"beastman going to stay here?"
Shu Yue felt her jaw clench. Lu Baiyu tried to sound polite, but his words came across as insults to her ears. He pronounced beastman in a curse-like manner. He didn't even bother hiding it. Normally, Shu Yue would not tolerate any insults directed at Xiao Ran, but the man in front of her wasn't just any man. He was someone who could lead her to the mysterious man.
She must maintain her image in order to avoid suspicion until she had gathered enough information to plan her next steps.
Knowing when and when not to strike was extremely important.
Rubbing her thumb and forefinger together, she forced an innocent smile onto her mouth. A face devoid of any malice. However, behind that facade was a poisonous snake preparing to strike. She was itching to slice the mouth of the person in front of her.
You treat us like monsters but you humans are the worst.
"I see no problem having his presence with us," Shu Yue responded in a calm voice, still smiling. "Unless there's a reason you'd like to exclude him from the conversation?" Her smile deepened.
Lu Baiyu picked up his teacup and took a long sip. Shu Yue saw his eyes flickered toward Xiao Ran again. That was when the realization came to her. Lu Baiyu was wary of Xiao Ran, and in order to conceal this, he emphasized his hostility and discomfort toward demihumans, using this as an excuse to send him away.
He didn't want Xiao Ran to know something.
Lu Baiyu then cleared his throat, his mouth twisting into a strained smile. "No offense meant, but I believe it is inappropriate for him to stay. What I'm about to say isn't something a slave should hear. I'd prefer that this brute stay outside."
Shu Yue almost snapped. The smile on her face faded, and a dangerous glint flashed in her eyes. But only for a fraction of a second. She kept up her act and regarded him with professional calm.
"I think there's some misunderstanding here," Shu Yue said. "This demihuman isn't a slave. He's my personal attendant, and he'd appreciate it if you don't use the word brute."
Lu Baiyu blinked with surprise, then after a brief hesitation, he said, "Oh, I see. I... I apologize for my impertinent." His brows knitted into a frown as he glanced at Xiao Ran. He looked surprised and confused, but he didn't question it.
Xiao Ran spared him no glance as he refilled both of their cups. If Lu Baiyu's behavior toward him bothered or offended him, he didn't show it. He remained silent the whole while, a blank expression on his face. Shu Yue resisted the urge to smile. Her bodyguard seemed to be getting better at controlling his temper.
"And if I remember correctly," Shu Yue stated, rubbing her thumb and forefinger together. "Twenty years ago, the clan leader issued a decree abolishing slavery of demihumans in the Ophiuchus Clan, right? As an elder, you should be aware of the clan's rules and regulations."
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