Chapter 218: Why Should We Have A Deanor
Why Should We Have A Deanor . . .
Cha-Eun Xiao spoke sternly, his words carrying a blunt edge. "I genuinely fail to comprehend this mindset. Is it an act of nobility or simply an act of foolishness? Perhaps it's just an attempt to fish for complints while being utterly self-centered."
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu, upon hearing these words, knitted her brows and retorted, "Your perspective may sound logical, but it is far too extre. There are aspects of feminine pride that n often struggle to grasp."
With a scoff, Cha-Eun Xiao replied, "Understanding the intricacies of a lady's pride? Do you believe that won can truly comprehend the pride that n like us hold? Do you think every man harbors lustful thoughts solely because you possess beauty? Because you are pretty, do you assu that every man is driven to claim you?"
His candidness left Wen-Ren Chu-Chu blushing profusely. She lowered her gaze and murmured, "Isn't that the case?"
Amused, Cha-Eun Xiao chuckled before asserting, "Absolutely not. There are, without a doubt, more virtuous n than virtuous won in the world."
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu found herself in profound disagreent, but she refrained from arguing, not wanting to provoke Cha-Eun Xiao further.
Unperturbed, Cha-Eun Xiao continued, "n are inherently drawn to beauty. When we encounter stunning won, we may be montarily captivated, but it doesn't an we're inclined to possess them. It's normal to be moved by beauty. However, if a woman doesn't reciprocate our affections, do you genuinely believe we would dare to force our desires? Frankly, we view all won in much the sa way. We can find companionship of various kinds in establishnts such as brothels."
This declaration caused Wen-Ren Chu-Chu's face to flush crimson. She grasped that Cha-Eun Xiao's intention was to console her master, but she couldn't help but be angered. Her once-warm deanor turned icy as she admonished, "Brother Feng, your words have gone too far this ti."
Unperturbed by her reaction, Cha-Eun Xiao retorted, "Have they? Is there any regard for in your minds at all? Why deceive yourselves? Even if, hypothetically, you held affections for , rest assured that my sentints do not mirror yours. Marrying you or taking you as a concubine are notions that have never crossed my mind. Given that I seek nothing from you and you are the one seeking my assistance, why should I be concerned about my choice of words?"
The young woman's patience wore thin as she snapped back, "Even if this situation hasn't engendered any special emotions within you, you should conduct yourself as a gentleman when in the presence of a lady, particularly a beautiful one."
Cha-Eun Xiao shook his head with a hint of exasperation. "This is preposterous. Can't you comprehend my standpoint? Why should n be compelled to exhibit chivalry toward won, especially when there are no romantic sentints involved? Where is the logic in that? A man's deanor should remain consistent, unwavering in the face of differing circumstances and individuals."
Cha-Eun Xiao continued his blunt tirade, unapologetic for the harsh truths he was delivering. "Why should we be expected to treat won with kid gloves? I must inquire, when a man adopts a courteous deanor in your presence, does that guarantee he will earn your hand in marriage? No? I thought as much. When n play the gentleman, it rely strokes your vanity. 'Oh, observe how these n fuss over .'"
With biting sarcasm, he went on, "In reality, those who intentionally put on airs of sophistication, experience, and charm are the ones harboring ulterior motives. This is a facade to obscure their possessive natures."
Pausing for emphasis, he challenged, "Am I wrong? Deep down, you know this to be true." He sneered, "What's most absurd is that you ladies often have an affinity for such individuals. When you encounter hypocrites, you perceive them as virtuous. Yet, when faced with soone who unapologetically reveals their true character, you label them as crude and ludicrous. Tell , who is the real fool here? Hahahahaha..."
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu found herself once again taken aback by his words, rendered montarily speechless. Cha-Eun Xiao's words, though harsh, resonated with an uncomfortable truth.
His point was simple: a person who seeks nothing from another will behave authentically in their presence. When genuine feelings are involved, people often make an effort to display their most appealing qualities in order to attract the attention of the one they admire.
Recognizing her silence, Cha-Eun Xiao continued impassively, "Now that you know my true identity, finding shouldn't pose much of a challenge. I shall take my leave. If you require anything, you may visit Ling-Bao Hall. It's conveniently located."
With those parting words, he rose from his seat and departed. Wen-Ren Chu-Chu made no attempt to detain him, instead releasing a sigh tinged with sorrow and disappointnt.
Cha-Eun Xiao exited the room and found Bing Xin-Yue standing beneath a flower-laden tree in the courtyard, her thoughts seemingly distant. Without acknowledging her, he walked past.
[My words have been spoken. The choice to live or die is now in your hands. I do not wish to cause Jun Ying-Lian any grief, but you persistently tread the path to your own demise, even when I've illuminated a brighter way. You simply refuse to seize the opportunity to live. I cannot force you to relinquish your own life-threatening ailnt.
Even if I had the ability to capture you and forcibly eradicate the illness within, I would not. Such an act would be both beyond my capability and beyond my inclination.]
"I am better than that," Cha-Eun Xiao declared resolutely.
As he strolled out of the room with casual grace, Bing Xin-Yue's eyes betrayed a complex mixture of emotions. It was evident that she yearned to halt his departure, yet her mouth remained wordless.
She took a tentative step forward, her intent to intercept him palpable, but she found herself rooted in place. Cha-Eun Xiao's pace was brisk, and in a matter of monts, he had vanished through the front door.
Once more, silence descended upon the courtyard.
After a brief interval, the sound of footsteps resounded. Wen-Ren Chu-Chu erged slowly from within the room, her countenance still contemplative. Master and disciple stood side by side, their silent gazes eting, yet no words passed between them.
Eventually, they both released simultaneous sighs.
"Was what he said...true?" Bing Xin-Yue inquired.
In matters of worldly wisdom, it beca evident that the disciple possessed a more astute perspective than her master.
Wen-Ren Chu-Chu nodded, acknowledging, "Yes, Master. What he uttered was indeed sharp and hard to accept. However, in so respects, it holds undeniable truth. I cannot refute it."
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