Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

The proprietress watched with a bitter expression as customers left her shop, and said with a sense of helplessness.

"Young masters, although I know you're booking the whole place, there's something I need to tell you."

"Huh? What is it?" The young man who had slammed the storage ring onto the table earlier looked surprised.

An awkward expression flashed across the proprietress's face. She hesitated for a moment, but still spoke with a wry smile.

"You were thinking of using these five million gold coins to buy all the clothes in this store, right?"

"That's how it is." Upon hearing this, the young man's brows furrowed with anger, and he glared threateningly at the proprietress. "What, is that not allowed?"

"Having the entire venue booked out isn't a problem... but the problem is..."

The proprietress chuckled and pointed to the storage ring on the table.

"The cheapest clothes in our store cost at least 100,000. Your 5 million can probably only buy the clothes in that small corner over there. That's not enough money..."

After speaking, he pointed his finger at the corner where Yunping was.

……

The scene became somewhat awkward for a moment.

The young man who had previously boasted about renting out the entire shop was now speechless with anger when the proprietress said "not enough money," while the beauty in his arms laughed uncontrollably.

The young man was even more embarrassed. He released the beauty in his arms and slapped the proprietress in front of him.

After losing face, the man's anger escalated rapidly, shouting, "Do you even know who I am?"

The proprietress chuckled awkwardly, vaguely sensing something amiss. "Well... I'm new here, and I haven't been in the Inner Palace for long. I really don't know your name, young master."

"You dare to open a shop without knowing the young master's name?"

The proprietress looked at the young man in surprise: "These days, opening a shop not only requires a license, but also having to memorize your name..."

"You!" The young man pointed at the proprietress in front of him, his expression furious.

Before he could fully erupt, a thin hand suddenly reached out from behind him.

That was his companion, also a prominent young master from one of the three palaces within the Northern Ice Palace.

A lingering smile remained on his handsome face as he placed a storage ring in front of the proprietress, though his tone was much gentler.

"There are still 20 million gold coins here, ma'am. With that, it should be enough to book the whole place, right?"

"That's enough, that's enough."

The proprietress didn't dare to say anything more this time, and simply put away the storage ring, remaining silent.

The young man turned around and glared at his colleague. "Old Xu, are you showing off your stinking money in front of me again?"

Young Master Xu smiled and swayed his folding fan slightly. "I'm just doing you a favor. Your old man told me not to let you cause trouble outside all the time."

"What I do is none of my father's business, nor is it yours to interfere!"

"Alright, alright." Knowing his friend's fiery temper, Young Master Xu quickly made an excuse: "Then I'll admit I was meddling this time, okay? Let's get down to business first?"

Upon hearing the words "serious business," the young man snapped out of his daze, glanced at the surroundings hastily, and then immediately embraced the beauty beside him again, beginning to rummage through the nearby clothes.

—This scene was somewhat amusing to Yunping.

The sons of wealthy families are basically all cut from the same cloth; after all, there is no discipline called moral philosophy in this world.

The children of wealthy families grow up in an extremely luxurious environment, and the servants in the household have extremely low status. It is basically impossible to cultivate a well-rounded child who excels in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor.

Therefore, reasoning with this kind of person is basically pointless; the only options are fists—and money.

Thinking of this, Yunping stood up from the corner.

He'd been sitting in this godforsaken place for almost an hour, watching a lot of people come and go from the shop. Judging from that, the shop seemed to be quite popular with women.

Indeed, the clothes here are quite nice.

It was at this time—

"You old rascal, I found a really nice dress! Look at me, don't I look so mature and feminine in it!"

A silver-haired girl who hadn't heard a sound outside while she was in the fitting room jumped out.

She wore a long dress that resembled a modern woman's evening gown, revealing her bare shoulders and a seductive glimpse of her collarbone. Combined with Ye Yuchan's already slender waist, she was sure to stir up quite a wave in the hearts of many men at first glance.

Meanwhile—

"Teacher, this dress seems to have no flaws."

Compared to Ye Yuchan's stunning appearance, Zhang Ruoxue's was more elegant and refined.

The clothes were covered with countless tiny silver dust particles, which formed a snowflake pattern in a regular pattern. The overall appearance of the clothes was somewhat similar to the Taoist robe of the Northern Ice Palace, except that the cuffs were not as loose and the collar was simpler.

However, the loose cuffs were not flattering for Zhang Ruoxue, as they made her single arm more noticeable.

It's truly astonishing that Zhang Ruoxue, despite having only one arm, could change clothes several times faster than Ye Yuchan.

I really want to see how Ruoxue changed her clothes in the fitting room...

—To clarify, Lao Yun didn't actually want to see Zhang Ruoxue changing clothes.

It's really not!

……

The moment the two emerged, they attracted everyone's attention.

—Including those young masters.

However, they only glanced at the two women briefly before looking away and focusing on the young man in front of them.

That young man, with an unremarkable smile, an unremarkable expression, and unremarkable clothes—he looked utterly ordinary.

A questioning voice rang out without a doubt, "Hey! You guys over there, didn't you hear me say I booked the whole place? What are you still doing here?!"

"Rent out the whole place? Who's this idiot?" Ye Yuchan, dressed in a suit and wearing light red high heels (yes, high heels; Old Yun didn't even know high heels existed in this world), limped over to Yun Ping. "You know him?"

"I don't know him at all. He looks like a rich young master from a wealthy family. Look, he's here with his female companion to pick out clothes."

After giving a brief explanation, Yunping gave Ye Yuchan a strange look.

Now, with the added height of high heels, Ye Yuchan has grown considerably taller, making Yunping somewhat uncomfortable.

Her limping gait made her look like a man who had never worn high heels.

"You've never worn this before?"

"No." Ye Yuchan knew Yunping was talking about high heels, and replied with a stomachache, "I used to only wear casual clothes, who would wear shoes that look so troublesome... Besides, this is the first time I've ever known that high heels exist in this world."

"What a coincidence, this is the first time I've heard of this either."

While Ye Yuchan was still chatting with Yunping, Zhang Ruoxue, sensing that something was amiss, quickly came over.

"Teacher, what should we do now?" Her voice was deliberately lowered.

Yunping glanced at the two of them, his eyes also sweeping over their fitting rooms.

He could clearly see that there were at least twenty untried garments on the stools in the fitting room.

Good heavens, are these two girls planning to live here?

Twenty articles? When will that be replaced?

Yunping, who already had a plan in mind, nodded, deliberately showing a helpless expression.

Even his tone carried a hint of bitter resentment, "What can we do? This is their North Ice Palace territory, and I don't really want to cause trouble."

“...Is that so?” Zhang Ruoxue seemed to have anticipated Yunping’s answer, and reluctantly glanced back at the clothes she hadn’t finished trying on.

Ye Yuchan also became somewhat enamored with this time of changing clothes, but since Lao Yun had said so, as his apprentice, she had no choice but to accept it, even if she was dissatisfied.

After changing back into maid outfits and sailor uniforms, the two female apprentices dejectedly followed Yunping, preparing to leave the shop.

Although the two girls were unhappy with these incredibly extravagant young men, there was nothing they could do, and besides, this wasn't the only store in the entire commercial district!

If all else fails, we can always try it at the next store!

Poor Lao Yun, he thought his escape plan was perfect... If he knew what the two girls were thinking, he would be begging them to stop shopping.

Shopping is truly a hellish ordeal for men.

However, just as they were preparing to leave the shop...

Among the wealthy young men who brushed past the three, the beautiful woman in the arms of the hot-tempered leader glanced at Zhang Ruoxue with disdain.

Her mocking words were exposed to everyone's ears without any attempt to conceal them.

"A disabled person looking at clothes? Haha, I think this store really needs to restrict certain people from entering."

……

Hey.

Steps came to a halt.

Zhang Ruoxue suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She slightly opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

Yunping noticed that her body trembled slightly, clearly angered by the woman's words.

However, to Yunping's surprise, Zhang Ruoxue did not speak, but smiled at him instead.

That smile... was forced.

Yunping immediately understood.

—Is that so? Because you said you wouldn't cause trouble, you swallowed your anger...

Yunping couldn't help but chuckle wryly. Was this girl so obedient to him because he had saved her?

Deliberately suppressing your emotions is not a good thing.

Moreover, as expected of rich kids, the words coming out of their mouths make you want to smash their heads in.

The young man slowly turned around.

His cold, detached gaze was fixed on the group of wealthy young men, his black pupils, as deep and unfathomable as the River Styx, crisscrossed with icy chill.

Yunping has always been a protective person.

Did they call Zhang Ruoxue disabled?