Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1629 - 1622: A Stunning Encounter

Chapter 1629: Chapter 1622: A Stunning Encounter

"When I taught you the Rune Magic Circle, what did I say to you?" Baiyue did not care that Huayu Ting was right in front of them, fiercely glaring at Huayu Yang as he asked sternly.

"I, draw, rune, runes, need, need check..." Huayu Yang, frightened, stuttered, almost bursting into tears.

"Check how many times?" Baiyue continued to ask harshly.

"Three, three times..." Huayu Yang said with a sob.

"How many times did you check?"

"Didn’t check..."

"What happens if you don’t check?"

"Disorder..." Huayu Yang sniffed as he spoke.

Hearing this, Baiyue finally relaxed and then turned to Huayu Ting, saying apologetically, "I am truly sorry, Young Lord, for being so in front of you..."

"No, no, it is only natural to be strict when educating a child, do not mind me, the father. I can see that the teacher is completely considering the child’s best interest," Huayu Ting said as he gently waved his hand.

"A disorder in runes can lead to many terrible things, so they must be activated according to the process," Baiyue explained seriously.

"I understand," Huayu Ting nodded with magnanimity, "If a child makes a mistake, they should be taught accordingly, please do not spare any feelings, teacher."

"Of course, as a teacher, it is my responsibility to see things through," Baiyue nodded and said.

"Then I’ll have to trouble the teacher, Huayu Ting hereby offers thanks in advance," Huayu Ting said and then bowed respectfully.

"Such a grand gesture from the Young Lord is truly more than I can bear," Baiyue appeared somewhat flustered.

"Yang Er, hurry up and apologize to the teacher," Huayu Ting turned to his son and said.

"I’m sorry, teacher, it was my carelessness," Huayu Yang said with a touch of grievances.

"As long as you know your mistake, remember, every word I teach you is a lesson paid for with our lives, do you understand?" Baiyue nodded gently and said.

"Understood!" The three children answered in unison.

Huayu Ting originally came to see the educational results of these two teachers, and now, he couldn’t confidently say how high their level of education was, but at the very least they were responsible. This alone was enough to put Huayu Ting’s mind at ease.

"You must be starting your lessons soon, I won’t disturb you further, I’ll take my leave now," Huayu Ting said.

Then, he looked at Fei Yu who was doing needlework not far away and waved his hand, "Remember to prepare dinner for me."

"I know, husband, take care," Fei Yu revealed a happy smile and waved goodbye to Huayu Ting.

Upon leaving the courtyard, Huayu Ting quickly descended the mountain and returned to the mansion deep within the royal courtyard. Faced with the high walls and corridors, for some reason, Huayu Ting felt somewhat downhearted, as if he didn’t like this kind of environment.

But just two steps out, he suddenly felt a serene and comfortable aura approaching, and immediately his eyes lit up.

In front of him, a figure clad in white appeared, led by Tangmo, standing before Huayu Ting.

A saint!

Although it was not the first time meeting Luo’er, each time Huayu Ting saw Luo’er’s countenance, his heart would feel constricted.

Especially when he saw the face that Luo’er revealed upon removing the veil, he was stunned in place, unable to even move his steps.

How could he describe the saint he saw?

It was a breathtaking beauty, sacred and inviolable. The saint was clearly a man, but his facial features were even more beautiful than a woman’s, no wonder Tangmo beside him stared unblinkingly, his eyes never moving away from the saint’s face.

As a mixed blood Wood Elf, Luo’er indeed had the capital to bewitch men; after all, he was once the belle of Haiya Academy. His beauty was universally acknowledged by men.

The pure white robe made Luo’er seem even more noble and sacred, even harder to look at directly, as if even a single glance would be a desecration of that sanctified being.

Huayu Ting was no exception.

"I have seen the saint..." Huayu Ting suppressed his racing heart, his head lowered, unable to look directly at Luo’er, as he made his respectful call.

"Oh, isn’t this the Young Master of the house? What a coincidence. Do you mind if I walk around your mansion?" Luo’er asked with a warm smile.

"Not at all, it would be my fault if the saint feels bored here," Huayu Ting still dared not look directly at Luo’er.

"Young Lord need not blame himself; a clear heart and few desires are the very foundation of a saint’s practice. On the contrary, it’s I who have developed secular desires, which really shouldn’t be the case." Luo’er’s smile remained unbroken.

"No, no, no, since the saint has come to Bicheng Mansion, consider it your own home, there’s no need to be reserved." Huayu Ting waved his hands as he spoke.

"Why doesn’t Young Lord dare to look at me?" Luo’er seemed to notice something odd about Huayu Ting, hence he asked with curiosity.

"Uh..."

Huayu Ting appeared somewhat embarrassed; of course, he couldn’t admit that he was actually smitten by a man. Even though he already had Fei Yu, he still felt his heart flutter.

Of course, it was within reason for Huayu Ting to feel this way.

After all, Luo’er was the kind of person who was stunning at first glance and grew more appealing the more you looked.

Those familiar with Luo’er were first subdued by his appearance. In getting to know him further, they would be conquered by his personality.

The saying that begins with appearance and remains loyal to character describes someone like Luo’er.

If asked who the happiest person in the world is, Tangmo would certainly jump out without hesitation, raising her hand high.

For her, having Luo’er, even if it was just his verbal promise, was like having smoke rising from her ancestral tomb.

It’s incredible that there could be such a man in the world, born of extraordinary lineage, with stunning looks, a gentle personality, considerate in dealing with people, and upholding family virtues. Tender as water in peace, staunch as iron in war.

For Tangmo, having a man like this in her life was more than enough; she had no other worldly concerns.

If gender were not a consideration, Luo’er could be said to be the most coveted person for the Advance Team, without exception. Tangmo should feel fortunate that Luo’er is a man; otherwise, she truly might have doubted her own sexual orientation.

Seeing the embarrassed look on Huayu Ting’s face, Luo’er let out a light sigh, then reached out and tapped the forehead of Tangmo, who was staring at him in a daze, bringing her back to her senses.

"What are you doing? Why haven’t you paid your respects to the Young Master of the household?" Luo’er reminded her.

"Oh," Tangmo finally snapped out of her daze, quickly turned to Huayu Ting, and hurriedly said, "I have seen the Young Lord."

"The two of you don’t need to stand on ceremony." Huayu Ting gestured with his hands as he spoke.

"I have long heard that the Young Master of the Huayu Family is young and promising, with a vibrant spirit. Seeing you today, that reputation is indeed well-deserved." Luo’er complimented with a smile.

"Saint, you flatter me too much. How dare I rival the sun and the moon in brilliance?" Huayu Ting touched the sweat on his forehead and said with some awkwardness.

His words were indeed true; in terms of appearance alone, he really couldn’t discuss looks in the same breath as Luo’er. Being of Elf mixed lineage, genetics are what they are.

"Staying in the mansion has been somewhat tedious. I have a few questions for Young Lord. Would it be convenient for you to answer?" Luo’er asked.

"Please ask, Saint. There are no strangers here." Huayu Ting nodded as he said.

"Is Young Lord... from the Wen Family faction?" Luo’er asked directly.

"Hehe, I dare not claim such," hearing this, Huayu Ting suddenly laughed, shaking his head as he spoke, "I don’t care about any Wen Family or Wu Family; I only recognize the Huayu Family, and they only recognize the Huayu Family."

"In that case, the Huayu Family doesn’t belong to any side, and neither side dares to force them to take a stand. Can I understand it this way?" Luo’er questioned.

"Of course." Huayu Ting said this with a confident expression, puffing up his chest at the same time.

"Between the Wen and Wu Families, which side does the Young Lord favor more?" Luo’er continued to question.

"You..." Hearing this, Huayu Ting stared at Luo’er with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"I don’t belong to any side; is that also inconvenient to say?" Luo’er carefully inquired.

"Have you seen my wife?" Huayu Ting withdrew his gaze and asked with his hands behind his back.

"I have seen her, and the three adorable children too," Luo’er gently nodded as he said.

"Then that is my answer. Do you understand?" Huayu Ting asked.

"I understand." Luo’er nodded, showing a smile.

Obviously, judging from these words, Huayu Ting clearly leaned more towards the Wen Family. Because his wife was from the Demon Clan, and the Wu Family was very hostile towards the Demon Clan.

If the Wu Family came into power again, it would mean that the situation for Fei Yu and the children would only get worse, and Huayu Ting would be even more compromised. So, although he doesn’t openly say it, in his heart, he truly admires the more inclusive Wen Family.