Chapter 292: What

The women from the brothels on stage who are preparing to run for Courtesan Queen are the cream of the Three Great Brothels—who doesn't have a bit of temper? Now they're being called ugly women who can't even get on the stage? And they still have to blind their dog eyes?

How the hell can anyone endure this?

If this were tolerable, even Xiang could be eaten!

"Which little whore said that? Was it you? The one wearing a veil?"

On stage, a flamboyantly dressed woman, her fingers like orchids, pointed at Lin Xueyan, her face dripping with sarcasm.

Beauty No. 2: "What kind of great beauty do you think I am? Turns out I'm a little coward who doesn't even dare to show her face!"

Beauty No. 3, with a surging wave of confidence, cast a sideways glance at Lin Xueyan's chest, just crushed by a big stone, and sneered, "Is that all?"

The two girls retreated to the side at some point, leaving Lin Xueyan as the focus of everyone's attention.

Lin Xueyan's face turned green, then white.

She finally realized that Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen had been colluding to set her up!

Her liver was about to explode from anger.

But as the Lin Family's miss, the future lady of the Peak of the Hunt, when had she ever been subjected to such insult?

With such noble status, could these filthy, lowly brothel women dare to provoke her?

What are they, anyway?

Just some wanton, easy women!

Daring to shout and holler in front of Lin Xueyan? That's truly outrageous!

"What did I say about you?" Lin Xueyan replied in a deep voice, standing straight, slightly lifting her chin, exuding a hint of noble bearing.

"You are all women of Yan Hua Zhi Di, lowly objects for men to gaze at and toy with, and you still won't let people speak?"

With those words, she not only offended the brothel women on stage, but also all the brothel women present.

Usually they endure ridicule in secret; now someone actually comes to their doorstep to scold them?

That's simply unreasonable!

"Who are you, huh! What's wrong with Yan Hua Zhi Di? Did we, the brothel women, invite you or provoke you?"

"If you can't stand us, you can leave! What are you so proud of here?"

"Looking at your roguish appearance, maybe you're in this trade yourself, yet you have the nerve to look down on us?"

…

In an instant, the anger surged, and some even grabbed handy weapons to attack Lin Xueyan.

"Grain of Light, you dare to compete with the sun and moon? A swarm of ants, daring to strike me? You are nothing but ants shaking a big tree!"

Lin Xueyan let out a cold snort, unleashing a powerful aura that instantly repelled those who attacked her.

The brothel women who a second ago were raging suddenly fell silent as cold cicadas, their faces showing fear as they looked at Lin Xueyan. They had thought her a weak woman, but she turned out to be a master!

Lin Xueyan puffed out her chest like a proud peacock, the eyes visible beyond her veil filled with contempt and disdain.

Fu Qianchen raised his voice: "Sisters, she's formidable; you can't beat her! Why not compare with her to see who truly is the Courtesan Queen!"

The many brothel women thought this sounded very reasonable. This woman seemed powerful; they were all weak brothel women, how could they be her match?

But competing for Courtesan Queen is different. The selection doesn't judge martial strength, but talent and beauty. As brothel women, they excel in various arts, and their beauty is a given. Especially this woman wears a veil, surely she's too shy to show her face!

Lin Xueyan's face darkened.

Didn't she say she wouldn't run for Courtesan Queen with these brothel women? As the dignified Lin Family miss, the future lady of the Peak of the Hunt, if she competed with brothel women, wouldn't people laugh till their teeth fell out?

It would be Ye Qingran, that Fickle Woman, who is fit for such a thing!

Thinking this, Lin Xueyan arrogantly said, "With my noble status, how could I possibly compete for Courtesan Queen with these brothel women? Are they even worthy?" She then glared at Mo Xiaohu, sneering, "Mo Xiaohu, I think your mother is perfect for this! Why don't you go fetch her now? With that nation‑ruining face of yours, maybe she could even sit steadily on the Courtesan Queen throne!"

Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen both flashed a cold glint in their eyes.

This Lin Xueyan dared to insult their mother right in front of them!

She was practically courting death!

Mo Xiaohu's eyes flickered, but she didn't show it, instead looking at Lin Xueyan with a simple tone, "Auntie, you keep saying these sisters are inferior to you, yet you don't even have the courage to compare with them? Or are you just good at talking?"

With those words, the brothel women instantly lit up, each opening their mouths to taunt Lin Xueyan.

"Oh dear, the young master is right. This lady keeps belittling us brothel women to dust, but when it comes to actually competing, she turns into a cowardly soft egg!"

"We don't even know if she's telling the truth. What if she's a fellow from another brothel, just spouting hot air here?"

"Looking at her, she probably only knows some martial arts and nothing else!"

…

Everyone kept throwing remarks at each other, constantly belittling Lin Xueyan. One insult after another, making Lin Xueyan so angry she wanted to send them all to hell!

Fu Qianchen clicked his tongue lightly, "So that's the kind of person you are, Auntie! My Father Lord said he despises those who only talk, especially women! Also, you keep bragging you're better than these sisters, yet why don't you enter the Courtesan Queen contest? Could it be you're truly afraid of losing to them?"

Lin Xueyan instantly flared up, "Am I afraid of these brothel women? Lose to them? Impossible!"

"Then if you're not afraid, why don't you run for Courtesan Queen?"

"I said, they're unworthy!"

Fu Qianchen responded with a hum, "If that's so, I'll go tell Father Lord that Auntie, you're not even on par with brothel women!"

Lin Xueyan almost bit off a silver tooth.

That Fu Qianchen only knows how to write petty reports! Sure enough, he's also Ye Qingran's wretched child, useless!

However, even though she cursed Fu Qianchen inside and out in her heart, she was still very afraid of him spouting nonsense before the Emperor Sovereign.

Mo Xiaohu, with a contemptuous face, said, "You've said so much yet still don't dare to run for Courtesan Queen, Auntie, you're really useless!"

Lin Xueyan took a deep breath and went all out, "Fine, I'll show you whether I'm useful!" It's just the Courtesan Queen contest—how could Lin Xueyan be scared? After all, she wears a veil, so no one can recognize her!

"You've decided to join?"

"Yes!"

Fu Qianchen and Mo Xiaohu exchanged a smile, a cunning glint in both their eyes.

Mo Xiaohu's hand behind his back, a small jade bottle, hefting it, he can't wait to strike!

Seeing Lin Xueyan decide to enter the Courtesan Queen competition, the brothel women all shot her provocative glances.

Competing for Courtesan Queen, they're professionals!

"What's your stage name?"

Lin Xueyan was stopped by a madam, who asked sharply.

"Stage name?"

"I don't have a stage name!"

She's a proper young lady from a noble family—how could she possibly have something as lowly as a stage name?

The madam gave her a cold glance: "Without a stage name, you can't enter the Courtesan Queen competition!"