The Heavenly Master’s Insight Met with Disdain

After Luo Bai captured Huaian City and secured a victory against absolute odds, he immediately drew the attention of numerous warlords and leaders.

For a time, this small city became quite lively.

Luo Bai opened his eyes.

Winter had passed. Luo Bai, who the doctor predicted would not survive the season, had miraculously endured.

Of course, only Luo Bai and Long Miaoming knew the actual truth of the matter.

Long Miaoming had plucked the divine doctor’s memories of treating Luo Bai before sending him back. Now, the doctor only remembered getting lost in the wilderness and being escorted home by local hunters.

“Big Brother, Big Brother…”

Before Luo Bai could even finish dressing, Sun Ziyue’s voice came from outside the door.

In fact, Long Miaoming had hinted more than once that she could move in to help him, but Luo Bai had strictly refused. Recalling the expression she made when she suggested it, Luo Bai felt more and more that his decision was correct.

Since the day she returned, her way of handling things had become increasingly assertive.

Sun Ziyue was getting a bit impatient. Today was the day Luo Bai was hosting the various leaders, yet all the guests had arrived while the host was still missing.

Just as he was about to knock again, the door finally opened.

Luo Bai remained as gentle as ever.

“Big Brother, you are finally out.”

Sun Ziyue couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“If you didn’t come out now, I’m afraid those people wouldn’t be able to wait any longer.”

“No matter. Before they see me, they will not leave.”

Luo Bai gave a confident smile.

Without another word, he headed toward the main hall.

The hall was currently a cacophony of noise. Long Miaoming was weaving through the crowd, constantly delivering tea to the tables.

Technically, she could have rested, but she was now living here with the (self-proclaimed) status of “Lady of the House.” Facing these guests, she wanted to do her best to show hospitality.

Just as she stopped to catch her breath, there was a commotion at the entrance.

Another guest had arrived, and she looked quite different from the warlords and leaders inside.

With long hair cascading down and eyes reflecting the autumn waters, she was a true beauty.

Furthermore, the visitor was a woman dressed in men’s clothing; yet, it didn’t look awkward—instead, it carried a peculiar sense of allure.

However, she seemed to have run into some conflict with the guards at the door and was arguing about something.

Long Miaoming walked over curiously.

“Lady Long.”

The soldiers quickly saluted upon seeing her.

Because of Sun Ziyue’s big mouth, everyone in the city now knew that Long Miaoming and Luo Bai were a pair of lovers.

In fact, because of this, many of Long Miaoming’s friends had chosen to break off ties with her.

“Are you Long Miaoming?”

The beauty in front of her suddenly spoke.

Long Miaoming froze. She didn’t recall ever meeting this woman.

Could it be that she was already this famous?

“And you are?”

“Who I am isn’t important. Anyway, just let me in and you’ll be doing the right thing.”

The beauty looked quite frustrated.

But Long Miaoming was displeased by her attitude.

She turned to leave.

“Hey, hey! Don’t go…”

The beauty trapped outside became frantic.

“I have a secret to tell you, it’s about yourself.”

Long Miaoming curled her lip. She didn’t believe it for a second; she doubted this woman could even guess her true identity.

Then, she heard the woman behind her shout a single sentence.

“Your mother was a human!”

The moment those words were uttered, a bizarre silence filled the air.

The expressions of both the soldiers and Long Miaoming changed. The soldiers looked horrified—after all, this was likely their future Lady.

If a bad impression was left, it wouldn’t be a good thing.

Besides, the phrase “Your mother was a human” didn’t exactly sound like a compliment.

Just as the soldiers were about to drive the intruder away, Long Miaoming spoke up.

“Wait…”

The soldiers froze and looked at her.

“Let her in.”

Long Miaoming said. The two soldiers glanced at each other, retracted their weapons, and let the woman pass.

The woman walked in and gave Long Miaoming a beaming smile.

In truth, this was indeed a secret—not just Long Miaoming’s secret, but a secret of the entire White River Dragon Palace.

Long Miaoming’s mother was a woman intended as a tribute to a river god, but she was rescued by the Dragon King. The two fell in love and had Long Miaoming.

However, a romance between an immortal and a mortal has been forbidden since ancient times, especially when a child is involved.

Thus, it remained a secret during the first hundred years after her birth.

Whether it was a blessing or a curse, her mother was human. She passed away before Long Miaoming had fully developed her spiritual consciousness.

Long Miaoming’s father had bribed the soul-reapers to ensure her mother could reincarnate, and then used a spell to seal the mouths of everyone who knew about it to keep the secret.

However, he had told Long Miaoming.

After all, a child has the right to know about her mother.

“You had better not be lying to me.”

Long Miaoming gave the woman a threatening look.

“Otherwise, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

“Mm, don’t worry. I am a person of my word; why would I do such a thing?”

The woman chuckled secretly.

She picked a random table and sat down.

Long Miaoming wanted to say more, but the kitchen auntie called her name. Long Miaoming responded, but she gave the woman a long, hard look before leaving.

Luo Bai slowly made his way to the head seat. Before he could even sit down, voices rose from below.

“What a grand figure indeed. Not very old, but quite the air of importance.”

“Hehe, he is a young man after all. It’s inevitable for someone to act this way after such an achievement.”

Another voice drifted from the opposite side.

With just those two sentences, the room began to stir with unrest.

Almost everyone was whispering. The only exception was the beauty sitting in the corner, who was busy stuffing a chicken leg into her mouth.

Sun Ziyue’s face darkened.

Luo Bai was the host. Even if being late was a breach of etiquette, he should be the one to reflect on it; it wasn’t the place of these people to gossip.

However, Luo Bai’s expression didn’t change much. He looked at the crowd below with his usual gentleness.

He waited until the crowd quieted down before speaking.

“I have arrived late due to certain physical reasons. I hope you all can forgive me.”

Luo Bai smiled, appearing not at all angered by the suspicions and sarcasm.