Release the Heroine, Let Me Handle This

Chapter 111: Ling Jue's Prank

When asked, the reason for the beating turned out to be laughably absurd.

"How could someone as proper as Young Master Ling have such inclinations!" Luo Miaoyi trembled with indignation, unable to believe that the famously elegant Ling Jue could have a penchant for men.

"If he doesn't like men, why doesn't he even glance at you?" Zhao Teddy, already knocked to the ground, rolled his eyes as he voiced his opinion.

Hearing Zhao Teddy's continued boldness, Third Sister Liu Yansheng immediately kicked him again, "Nonsense, how could such a perfect man possibly like men!"

Her words implied a reaction to Ye Wenxin's male guise. Both Luo Miaoyi and Liu Yansheng felt complicated emotions at the thought of someone like Ling Jue being attracted to men.

Ling Jue exchanged a knowing smile with Ye Wenxin, somewhat at a loss. The only certainty was that Zhao Teddy, before he could lay his presumptuous hands on anyone, had already been beaten into submission.

"I'm telling the truth!" Zhao Teddy lamented, unable to see any masculine traits in Ling Jue. His attempt to sow discord had backfired.

Even Qian Bingxue couldn't help but intervene now.

The ambiguous demeanor between Ye Wenxin and Ling Jue spoke volumes. If they truly had such preferences, it would be a huge blow to Asura Hall. Fortunately, Ye Wenxin was willing to stay at Asura Hall a bit longer. For the sake of the Hall, Qian Bingxue planned to treat her well, to show her the wonders of womanhood.

The three shared a silent understanding and kicked Zhao Teddy on the ground once more. Dazed, he passed out, and Ye Wenxin breathed a sigh of relief, reminding Ling Jue to be cautious of Zhao Teddy.

"I know, Sister Wenxin." Ling Jue's gentle smile grew softer, and the more gentle she became, the more complex the expressions on Luo Miaoyi and Liu Yansheng's faces grew. It was as if they saw through Ye Wenxin's female disguise, envisioning two handsome men in an intimate bond.

Ye Wenxin, unaware of their misunderstanding, simply noted their odd expressions without probing further.

"The hour grows late, Miss Ye, we should be going," Qian Bingxue reminded Ye Wenxin, stepping forward as she noticed the lingering intimacy between Ye Wenxin and Ling Jue.

"Is it that late already? Brother Ling, I'll head to Asura Hall now. I'll come down to see you in a few days," Ye Wenxin said her farewells, playfully kicking the feigning unconscious Zhao Teddy before joining the others on the flying artifact, quickly soaring into the sky.

Ling Jue watched them leave, lost in thought, while Zhao Teddy, no longer pretending, got up from the ground and gazed after them.

"Wow, I didn't expect to encounter such a gem right after coming out. Ling, which one do you fancy?" Zhao Teddy rubbed his bruised chest, probing Ling Jue's preferences.

"What do you think? Who do I like?" Ling Jue turned the question back on Zhao Teddy, maintaining the dignified demeanor of Young Master Ling, always polite and aloof, except around Ye Wenxin. Since Ye Wenxin disliked Zhao Teddy, Ling Jue planned to keep her distance as well.

"It's that Miss Ye, isn't it? The way you look at her..." Zhao Teddy guessed, thinking he could tease Ling Jue. But unexpectedly, Ling Jue's demeanor turned icy at his words. She grabbed Zhao Teddy's throat, eyes filled with murderous intent.