Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 485: Tit for Tat

Miss Wufu made up a story that seemed true yet fantastical. If anyone were truly intent on investigating, they would naturally find out that she indeed lived with her mother by the mountainside. But as for whether she really encountered a crazed old man, who knows?

Isn’t it said that some hermits who live outside the world’s conventions often act unpredictably and like to venture deep into the mountains and forests? Living by the mountainside, perhaps Miss Wufu really received some kind of fate and thereby learned a set of skills, which would be hard to say.

Otherwise, how could one explain her various skills at such a tender age? It surely couldn’t be as she said, that she simply woke up one morning with the knowledge, right? Which story is more believable is something everyone is well aware of.

"It seems this is also your destiny, just like your name, ’Wufu,’ with all five fortunes complete. This is all your good fortune, and you should cherish it well," Lady Wang said softly while patting the back of her hand.

"My mother said the same thing. She also forbade me from speaking about it everywhere, lest I foolishly lose this good fortune and mar my own beauty," Miss Wufu smiled. "Even that old man told me not to speak of it."

This also explained why she had been quiet and didn’t reveal the identity of her master—it turns out, the intent was to keep a low profile.

"Regardless of who taught her, Miss Wufu has indeed acquired skills, and that’s the truth," Merchant He supported, saying, "Look at today’s gamble on rocks; it really opened my eyes. That piece of Peach Blossom Spring, in all my years, I’ve never seen anything like it." frёewebnoѵēl.com

"Indeed, indeed."

Yu Zhen was furious. That cunning girl really knew how to win people over.

"I wonder what relation does the winner of the bid have with Miss Wufu to let the lady assist in cutting the stone?" Yu Zhen asked, his tone laden with innuendo.

Upon hearing this, Lady Wang became somewhat irritated. Wasn’t this like throwing dirt on the young lady’s reputation?

Seeing his attitude, Miss Wufu snorted coldly in her heart and deliberately asked with feigned innocence, "What kind of relationship do you think it is, Craftmaster Yu?" Then she looked at Merchant He, "Merchant He, you also asked me to cut stone. What is our relationship, may I ask?"

Merchant He said, "It’s simply because the lady has a fortuitous hand and ample experience. Now, I feel I did not ask the wrong person."

Miss Wufu then blinked her eyes, looking at Yu Zhen.

Yu Zhen had no comeback, especially feeling the temperature drop around him.

Miss Wufu sneered. Even if I do have a relation with that person, what of it? That piece of Peach Blossom Spring was won through proper procedure. Who dares suggest there was any trickery involved?

Let’s say you knew we had a relation, but what could you do to me?

Understanding the meaning in Miss Wufu’s eyes, Yu Zhen forced a smile that was not quite a smile, "At such a young age, lady, your methods are top-notch."

This remark, tinged with sarcasm and disdain, made others look at him with a hint of reproach, quietly stepping a few paces away.

At such an age, old enough to be her father, how could he squabble with a little girl? His words and actions were mocking, and his mind, truly too narrow.

Qu Liu also felt his face warm, glanced at Yu Zhen, who sheepishly took a step back.

"There’s another competition tomorrow. I suppose the lady has prepared fine works too. We will all be looking forward to a feast for the eyes!" Qu Liu said.

"Of course, I have prepared. If no one interferes, I will make sure everyone has something worthwhile to see," said Miss Wufu, her face full of meaningful looks towards Yu Zhen. "The thing I fear the least is a fair and open competition. Losing doesn’t faze me, unlike some people..."

Standing behind Qu Liu, Yu Zhen’s face darkened.

Knowing about the challenge Miss Wufu had issued to Yu Zhen, when she spoke, Qu Liu, although not naming names, also knew who she referred to, his face inevitably turning sour.

This young lady, her claws were indeed too sharp.

"Let’s see the truth on the morrow’s arena," Qu Liu said with a faint smile as he walked away.

"You should be careful, that Yu Zhen can be rather petty," Lady Wang cautioned in a low voice.

Who couldn’t tell that he was deliberately being confrontational?

"Mhm!" Miss Wufu smiled. Who’s afraid of whom?