Chapter 65: Rather Than Being Humiliated, It's Better to Take Control (3)
A short while later.
After changing into a fresh set of clothes, Ye Xueyi found herself once again before Su Qing.
"Want to know more? That depends on your sincerity. Information isn't free."
Su Qing was not surprised by her visit. He leaned back lazily, speaking with amusement.
There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and he was no charity worker.
The benevolent Su Qing Charity Hall had long since shut down—now, he conducted proper business with clear exchanges.
Ye Xueyi wasn't surprised by his answer. Instead, she found herself considering something else entirely.
As she looked at this composed, controlling young man, she unconsciously compared him to Gu Qingzhou.
One was a master of the situation, always in control.
The other was a humble fool who followed blindly.
Between a sycophant and a man who made her submit…
The latter was far harder to resist.
"What's wrong? Do you have reservations?"
Su Qing raised an eyebrow.
Even he didn't realize that, at this moment, Ye Xueyi was weighing him against another.
"No… never mind. Do as you wish."
Ye Xueyi bit her lip and let out a soft sigh.
It wasn't the first time. Before, she would have felt humiliated, but now she was somewhat accustomed to it.
In fact, she no longer resisted these actions as much as before.
The goddess had already prepared herself to be toyed with by this young man.
"Come here."
Su Qing pointed at the red carpet in front of him and spoke.
Ye Xueyi understood and obediently knelt down.
Compared to before, her actions were much more natural, and she understood his intentions better.
A submissive goddess was far more charming than her once-proud and unruly self.
Su Qing reached out and gently stroked her blue hair.
Her azure locks were smooth and silky to the touch.
Just like petting a cat, it was relaxing—this was no different.
The delightful sensation made him feel at ease.
Ye Xueyi's eyes showed a hint of confusion, but she remained still and cooperative.
"Give me your hand."
Su Qing extended his other hand, his tone gentle.
When handling a pet, patience was key.
Ye Xueyi blinked before obediently placing her hand on his.
She found his requests to be reasonable, and a strange thought crossed her mind.
Was this all he wanted?
Or perhaps he had always intended to tell her the information, but just needed a fitting excuse?
He wasn't so bad after all.
Even though he had tormented her, this small warmth felt oddly comforting.
As time passed, little commands and affectionate touches continued.
At first, the goddess felt at ease, even a little relaxed.
But then, something felt oddly familiar.
The expression on Su Qing's face…
After a moment, she finally realized it.
In the sect, some people kept pets—dogs, for example.
When they showed affection to their pets, they would stroke them slowly, with a look of satisfaction.
This… this was exactly the same as what Su Qing was doing now!
Was he treating her like a dog?!
Even though she had resigned herself to fate, Ye Xueyi still found this unbearable.
Her once-enjoying crimson eyes now flickered with a hint of anger.
"Something wrong?"
Su Qing naturally noticed her change in expression and asked with a smirk.
So, the little puppy finally realized it?
"You didn't do anything to me today. Is it because you exhausted yourself last night?"
Ye Xueyi's gaze was filled with skepticism as she spoke.
Had she not just realized how he was treating her, she wouldn't have said something so bold.
"You never learn."
Su Qing sighed helplessly.
He casually took out a recording stone and played it.
The room filled with familiar sounds, causing Ye Xueyi's face to turn bright red in an instant.
"Why don't you listen to this? Who was the one begging for mercy? Who kept calling 'Husband, I was wrong'?"
Su Qing's eyes carried amusement as he asked.
"T-that was just to make you happy…"
Ye Xueyi's face burned, and she struggled to come up with an excuse.
She knew that getting mad at him was pointless—it would only make things worse.
At that moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in the room.
Ye Xueyi flinched in surprise and quickly snatched the recording stone, turning it off as she tried to act nonchalant.
Shenyue glanced at her without saying a word.
That recording? She had recorded it herself, so being so defensive now was meaningless.
Besides, she had just witnessed a live performance not long ago—this was nothing new.
One thing was certain: after spending time with Su Qing, her tolerance had significantly increased.
"Shenyue, did you find it?"
Su Qing asked.
Shenyue nodded and presented an item.
She had just rushed back from White Jade Pavilion, fearing that the goddess might do something to Su Qing.
But from the looks of it… the goddess had completely lost any will to act against him.
"Let her see it."
Su Qing said nonchalantly.
Shenyue handed over a black stone before vanishing once more.
Ye Xueyi looked at the stone in her hand, a puzzled expression on her face.
It looked similar to a recording stone but was much larger.
She instinctively activated it, and her expression instantly changed.
Her pupils dilated in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"See? White Jade Pavilion isn't concerned with pointless distractions like silk stockings."
Su Qing was pleased with her reaction and spoke calmly.
Ye Xueyi was speechless as she quickly skimmed through the images appearing on the stone.
The more she saw, the colder she felt, and fear began to creep into her heart.
Every image contained a familiar face.
These were all disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect!
Regardless of their strength, their every move was being monitored!
"You all thought you were acting in secret? But in reality, White Jade Pavilion has been watching you all along."
"Honestly, with what you've been doing, wiping you out completely wouldn't be unjustified."
Su Qing looked at the images flashing across the stone and spoke indifferently.
From the different identities assumed by the Heavenly Dao Sect scattered throughout the capital to the secret dealings between the elders and the royal mansion…
Every major action had been faithfully recorded.
Ye Xueyi's heart pounded rapidly as she watched the unfolding scenes before her, trembling with fear.
She was overwhelmed—not just because everything was under someone else's control but because of what her sect had been doing.
Why had they done so much? Why had they carried out so many plans she had no knowledge of?
She had been kept in the dark, nothing more than a pawn on the surface.
Her role was merely to attract attention, while others worked in the shadows to accomplish their true objectives.
A deep sense of sorrow filled her heart.
"Everything your master had you do was just a setup..."