Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 62 On Love

Zi Nu used her lightness skill all the way, which was among the best in Xinzheng, allowing her to return to Zi Lan Xuan silently.

Looking at the now-cold bathtub, Zi Shen's expression was complex. Tonight's experience had been far too thrilling, and Yang Che—

Back in her familiar surroundings, Zi Nu began to recount everything that had happened that night. Every single detail was so unexpected that it had caught her completely off guard.

In Xinzheng, there was someone who could make me completely powerless, and it was a woman. Who was this woman?

And then there's Yang Che. Just as I predicted, he has a powerful figure behind him. The Flower Sect is definitely not as simple as he claims. There must be a powerful force behind him.

What exactly is he going to do? Zi Nu recalled everything that had happened tonight, and vaguely felt that she had already glimpsed a corner of Yang Che's secret. The future of Xinzheng was bound to be even more exciting.

As Zi Nu pondered, there was a knock on the door. She then composed herself, stepped forward, and opened the door, only to find Cai Die standing outside.

"Sister, you took a really long time to bathe this time." Cai Die walked into the room and handed a ledger to Zi Nu.

"Hmm, it's a bit long, and the water's gotten cold," Zi Nu replied casually.

"Sister, this is the recent account book. Compared to before the New Year, our income has decreased by 10%." Cai Die said, her gaze sweeping over Zi Nu, but she couldn't help but narrow her pupils, as if she had seen something terrible.

She did indeed see something terrifying, because the outer robe that Zi Nu was wearing was actually a man's robe. Cai Die clearly remembered that Zi Nu did not have a preference for dressing as a man, so where did the man's robe that Zi Nu was wearing come from?

Could it be that her sister wants to change her style of dress? Cai Die observed Zi Nu without showing any emotion, her heart filled with doubt.

"A 10% drop? Does the opening of Huanhualou have such a big impact on us?" Zi Nu took the account book, her heart sinking slightly. She knew that Huanhualou had just opened, and if this continued, the impact on Zi Lan Xuan's business would only be greater.

"This is just the beginning. I heard that Huanhualou has invited many singers from Zuimenglou in Dingtao, Qin State, and many dancers from Zhao State. They haven't even arrived yet, but they've already had a significant impact on us. If those people join Huanhualou, our income will probably drop by more than just 10%."

As Cai Die spoke, she walked to Zi Nu's side. Her gaze swept over Zi Nu without leaving a trace, but when her eyes passed over the cuff, she couldn't help but pause. On the cuff, she saw the character "Yang".

"This dress?" Cai Die was shocked, realizing that Zi Nu's bath had indeed taken a little too long.

Could it be—a bold guess popped into Cai Die's mind, followed by a wave of disappointment. But how could she possibly have the courage to compete with Zi Nu?

Zi Nu was unaware that the embroidered words on her cuffs had already led Cai Die to many thoughts, and at this moment she was worried about the account books.

Huanhualou is a brothel that has only recently opened. It is said that the owner behind it is related to the imperial family. How can Zilanxuan not feel pressured when it encounters such a competitor?

In particular, Huanhua Tower was still expanding. Zuimeng Tower in Dongjun of Qin was already a top-notch pleasure quarters famous throughout the Three Kingdoms. The singers there could not be compared with those of Zilan Pavilion. As for the dancers, which country's dancers could compare with those of Zhao?

If Huanhualou really manages to invite the singers from Zuimenglou and the dancers from Zhao, the pressure on Zilanxuan will be even greater.

In business, win-win situations are rare; most of the time, it's a winner-takes-all scenario.

Since its opening, Zilanxuan is about to face its biggest crisis.

Leaving aside how Zi Nu worried about the business of Zi Lan Xuan after returning to Zi Lan Xuan, Yang Che returned to the pavilion after seeing Zi Nu off, only to find that Jing Ni had already returned.

Yang Che is now too lazy to deal with this female assassin. The two are completely on different wavelengths, and communicating with her is too troublesome and exhausting.

"Are you angry with me?" Yang Che ignored Jing Ni, but Jing Ni took the initiative to ask Yang Che.

There are many things she doesn't understand, but that doesn't mean she's stupid. To become a top-tier assassin in the Luo Wang organization at the age of twenty, her talent is definitely among the best. Therefore, she can sense Yang Che's attitude at this moment.

"No." Yang Che simply didn't want to pay attention to Jing Ni. As for being angry, he wasn't that angry. He should have known what kind of person Jing Ni was long ago, right? What was the use of being angry now? Besides, Jing Ni had only misunderstood him; she wasn't trying to trick him on purpose. "You said you were a lecherous person, and you often talked to me about the owner of Zi Lan Xuan. I thought you would like me doing this," Jing Ni explained. This was the first time in her life that she had explained herself to someone else.

"Jingni, there are some things you don't understand. Liking someone doesn't necessarily mean doing it that way. I like you too. If it were as you understand it, I could have done it on the first night I brought you back. You wouldn't have been able to resist then."

Yang Che patiently decided that there were some things he really should tell this female assassin to prevent her from doing anything even more outrageous in the future.

"There are different kinds of liking?" Jing Ni was puzzled, but she believed Yang Che's words because Yang Che had indeed done just that.

"Liking someone doesn't necessarily mean possessing them. Possession is just one outcome of liking someone, but possession is not the same as liking someone. I do like the owner of Zilanxuan, and I want to possess her, but definitely not in this way," Yang Che said.

"Then what method should we use?" Jingni pressed. She just wanted to repay the debt of gratitude in her own way, and what Yang Che wanted was the place where she could repay the debt of gratitude.

"Liking someone is like a flower; it needs the mutual care of both parties. When both parties are in love, the flower will bloom and eventually bear fruit. It all comes down to mutual affection," Yang Che patiently explained to Jing Ni. He had already realized that Jing Ni truly didn't understand these things.

Tonight's misunderstanding was not intentionally caused by Jing Ni; she was indeed repaying a debt of gratitude in her own way.

"So you can only do that kind of thing if you like each other?" Jing Ni said thoughtfully.

"That's pretty much the gist of it." Yang Che felt a little relieved to see that Jing Ni had taken his words to heart. "My teaching was worthwhile." As a teacher, what I want to see most is my students' growth.

"So you like me, and the reason you haven't done anything to me is because you're waiting for me to like you back?" Jing Ni, lost in thought, suddenly asked Yang Che as if she had grasped the key to the problem.

"Yes." Jing Ni's straightforwardness caught Yang Che off guard, but when he met Jing Ni's clear and curious eyes, Yang Che still answered.

"Then what is 'like'?" Jingni pressed.

"What is liking? It's hard to describe. If I had to say—" Yang Che pondered, his gaze slowly falling on Jing Ni.

"If I had to say what liking someone is, it would probably be having someone on my mind."

"Is there someone I care about?" Jingni murmured to herself, as if deep in thought.

"If you really want to repay my kindness, come with me on a trip. We're about to leave Korea, and there's something I need to arrange," Yang Che said, changing the subject.

Jingni nodded.