Chapter 40: Pang Xiaoyu
Lady Shadow?
Pang Qingyu never expected that Situ Tengyi would introduce Luo Xia in such a way!
You must know, His Highness the Demon King never allows any woman to come within thirty feet of him—not even herself!
She fought back the pain and her eyes brimmed with tears. "Brother Ying, are you joking?"
If he had taken a consort, how could she not know?
Situ Tengyi, still holding Luo Xia's hand, walked toward the Grand Gathering Pavilion. Pang Qingyu, unwilling to be ignored, tried to follow, but was blocked by a powerful force outside the thirty-foot boundary!
In truth, women are often vain creatures. Usually, Luo Xia was eager to distance herself from Wuying, but seeing Pang Qingyu so flustered and indignant, she couldn’t help feeling a touch of delight. Since she couldn’t explain herself anyway, she might as well let the girl be angry.
“Qingyu, you know I never joke,” Situ Tengyi said, then led Luo Xia into the grand hall.
Behind them, Pang Qingyu stamped her foot in frustration!
“Welcome to the Grand Gathering Pavilion.”
As Luo Xia and Situ Tengyi entered, a hostess in a uniform of pale green embroidery greeted them with a warm smile.
Situ Tengyi explained, “They are all level-three martial artists.”
Luo Xia was quite astonished. Level-three martial artists willingly serving as hostesses? It was truly incredible. If they chose to serve in a wealthy household, they could easily be given positions of authority—comfortable and respected. Clearly, the Grand Gathering Pavilion was not to be underestimated!
Luo Xia carefully examined the main hall of the Pavilion.
By her estimation, the hall was around three hundred square meters. The floor was paved with precious green jade, and the surrounding walls were inlaid with colorful bricks—a display of opulence and grandeur!
At the center of the hall stood a bulletin board for posting tasks. Anyone could earn generous rewards by completing the assignments, though it all depended on their abilities!
Seeing Luo Xia’s eyes light up at the task board, Situ Tengyi chuckled. “Little money-grubber, the lucky cat you’re holding is already a treasure trove. Leave these petty gains to others.”
How could something found by luck compare to what one earned with their own hands?
In the modern world, she had grown weary of the endless fighting and killing—her only thrill now came from watching the numbers climb in her bankbook.
The Grand Gathering Pavilion consisted of fifteen floors in total. Pang Xiaoyu had arranged a luxurious suite for Situ Tengyi on the fifteenth floor, the very top. In fact, this floor had never been occupied; Pang Xiaoyu had always kept it reserved for Situ Tengyi.
Pang Xiaoyu—the owner of the Grand Gathering Pavilion and Situ Tengyi’s close friend.
Situ Tengyi led Luo Xia onto a large, emerald-green stone, and then something miraculous happened. Numbers from one to fifteen appeared upon the stone. Situ Tengyi pressed fifteen and explained, “Luoluo, this is a spirit-powered stairway. It will take us directly to the fifteenth floor.”
Luo Xia was stunned. This stone was a classic modern elevator!
“This inn is truly advanced,” Luo Xia exclaimed.
Situ Tengyi smiled. “Of course. This place was built by Pang Xiaoyu. Only a genius like him could create something like this.”
Luo Xia was filled with curiosity about Pang Xiaoyu. What kind of brilliant person was he? His innovative mind was on par with people from the modern era.
Ding——
Fifteenth floor.
“Wuying, your presence brings glory to the Grand Gathering Pavilion!”
As Luo Xia and Situ Tengyi stepped off the stone, they saw Pang Xiaoyu in a blue robe, smiling warmly at them.
Luo Xia observed Pang Xiaoyu carefully. He was refined and handsome, like a beautiful youth straight out of a comic book. He appeared to be about the same age as Wuying. She found it hard to imagine that such a young man possessed such a talent for design.
“Look at you, always trying to curry favor!” Wuying said with an air of arrogance, but when he introduced Luo Xia, his tone became gentle. “This is Lady Shadow—remember that.”