Chapter 492: Shen Yuanyang, Don’t Push Your Luck

Chapter 492: Shen Yuanyang, Don't Push Your Luck

The two young men were left speechless.

They couldn't believe those words came from such a beautiful woman.

After all, while touching the mask wasn’t exactly intimate, everyone knew Helian Lin never took it off. Touching his mask was as personal as touching his face, making it feel... far too intimate.

Without waiting for Helian Lin to respond, she raised her pale hand and gently touched his mask.

The two men could only watch in stunned silence, too shocked to react.

Her fingertips, tinged with a faint pink, slowly traced the surface of the black-gold mask, softly caressing it.

The movement wasn’t unusual, but its slowness gave it a subtly seductive quality.

Su Youyue continued to caress the mask, then her little finger hooked onto its edge with a sudden twist.

Just as she was about to pull, Helian Lin suddenly grabbed her hand.

Su Youyue kept her expression neutral and pulled her hand back.

The two men hadn’t noticed her subtle move and assumed Helian Lin had made a sudden advance on her.

With a polite bow, she apologized, "I’ve been too forward," and left without a second glance, leading her group away without hesitation.

"This…" The young nobleman beside him was momentarily at a loss for words, "Brother Helian, you’ve frightened the young lady. We forgot to ask her name again!"

In recent days, many in the Holy City have been inquiring about this young lady’s identity, even the Duke’s residence has been involved. Yet, it seemed as if she had vanished without a trace from the Holy City.

Had it not been for today’s encounter, he would have almost thought she had already left the Holy City.

And yet, they forgot to ask her identity once more.

Helian Lin lowered his eyes and then suddenly turned, heading in the direction where the few of them had just left.

The two young noblemen quickly followed suit.

But when the three of them emerged, there was no sign of any young lady.

"That veiled lady sure can run fast."

"This will be another difficult search, Brother Helian. Next time, don’t forget to ask for the lady’s name."

The young nobleman sighed, and could only return home with a sense of frustration.

But now he was certain of one thing: this veiled lady must reside within the Holy City.

Sooner or later, they would find her.

At the Shen Residence.

As Su Youyue and the others returned to the residence, they encountered Shen Yuanyang practicing martial arts in the backyard.

Though young, Shen Yuanyang had already shown great promise, wielding his long spear with fierce vigor, the sound of the spear slicing through the air filled with a mighty aura.

Seeing Su Youyue, he almost immediately froze, and the spear in his hand slipped out, flying toward Su Youyue and the two maids standing in front.

His face changed with alarm as he shouted, "Be careful!" and rushed over.

Zhe Ying, who had been behind the women, flashed forward and kicked the spear away with one foot.

The spear flew into the weapon rack beside them, embedding itself a third of its length into the wood.

Shen Yuanyang stared in disbelief, rooted to the spot, unable to react.

How could this half-blind man have such incredible skills!

But when he came to his senses and saw Qingluo and Jin'er glaring at him, a look of discomfort crossed his face. "Sorry, it was an accident. I didn't mean to."

Su Youyue's expression remained unchanged. "It's fine."

She had practiced martial arts in her childhood and often witnessed experts sparring beside Xie Yuan, so she could tell whether Shen Yuanyang had acted intentionally or not.

With that, she turned to leave.

But Shen Yuanyang, his mind suddenly heated, pointed at Zhe Ying. "Wait, I want to challenge him!"

Shen Yuanyang's eyes were intense as he stared at Zhe Ying, his body brimming with energy and enthusiasm.

Could this man be one of those legendary experts who, due to some physical defect, had chosen to live in seclusion?

Su Youyue's gaze swept over Shen Yuanyang from head to toe before she said lightly, "No match."

With that, she led the others away.

Shen Yuanyang widened his eyes, anxious, and rushed forward.

"Why won’t you compete with me?"

"Why should I compete with you?" Su Youyue countered.

Shen Yuanyang sputtered, then shot back, "When two strong people meet, it’s only natural to test each other!"

"You? A strong guy?" A smirk tugged at the corner of Su Youyue’s lips.

Despite her smile, Shen Yuanyang wasn’t amused.

What is she trying to say? Is she laughing at me, saying I’m not strong enough?

Although Su Youyue had only spoken a few words, it hit him like a punch, fueling the fire in his chest. He stepped in front of them, blocking the path, his anger boiling over.

"I don’t care! I’m going to compete with him, no matter what!"

He blocked the garden entrance, standing firm. With the attitude that no one was getting past him unless he backed down, he made it clear that today, he wasn’t letting anyone through.

In the Shen family, there’s nothing I can’t do!

Before he could finish, a flash of red darted past him, and his instincts as a martial artist kicked in, making him dodge to the side.

The path was cleared.

Su Youyue lazily flicked the whip in her hand and looked at the alarmed Shen Yuanyang. "Shen Yuanyang, don't ask for a beating."

With that, she continued on her way.

Shen Yuanyang snapped out of his daze, his eyes blazing with fury.

What does she think she's doing, hitting me again?

Doesn't she care about getting in trouble with our parents, breaking the rules, or making the family hate her?

Fueled by anger, Shen Yuanyang's mind flashed back to this woman's recent actions in the mansion, and then he realized something.

This woman... really doesn't seem to be afraid...

No, why isn't she afraid?

Shen Yuanyang was puzzled and increasingly curious, wishing he could storm over to Wutong Courtyard and demand answers from her. But he couldn't bring himself to do it, so he could only angrily pick up his spear and wave it around randomly.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get into the flow, and it only made him more frustrated.

Even that night, he dreamed about Su Youyue's detestable face.

Even in his dream, she didn't let him go.

She smacked him twice, hard, and then sneered, "Do you admit defeat?"

Shen Yuanyang jolted awake, shaking with rage. He sprang up from bed and grabbed his spear, ready to charge into Wutong Courtyard.

But as soon as he stepped outside and was hit by the cold wind, he sobered up and reluctantly returned.

Once back in his room and seated, he remembered that in his dream, he had even bowed his head to her and said,

"I admit defeat!"

"I can't believe this! I'm furious!"

Shen Yuanyang felt that this woman must be out to get him.

Early the next morning, he went out and practiced with his spear again.

By the time he was done, his stomach was growling.

Just as he saw Liang Mama carrying a large food box passing by, he immediately called out to her.

"Liang Mama, what food is that?"

Liang Mama hurried over, fawning. "Fourth young master, these are some snacks my lady ordered for Fifth Young Master."

Hearing it was for Xiao Wu, Shen Yuanyang nodded and quickly grabbed two pieces to eat.

After hastily swallowing the snacks, he saw that Liang Mama hadn't left yet and was still looking at him eagerly. He asked, puzzled, "What is it?"

Liang Mama, her face beaming, said, "Fourth young master, how are the snacks? Are they delicious?"

Shen Yuanyang smacked his lips. "Quite delicious, you've put in effort."

Liang Mama beamed with pleasure. "Thank you, fourth young master."

Only then did she carry the food box away.

Shen Yuanyang scratched his head, not understanding what Liang Mama was thanking him for.