Chapter 2972 - 16: The Su Clan Fox

Chapter 2972: Chapter 16: The Su Clan Fox

When Su Shijun returned to Greenhill Mansion, it was already late at night.

The silent atmosphere pervaded every corner of Beta Town, and the quiet Greenhill Mansion was shrouded in a thin layer of Gothic black gauze, resembling a noble young girl draped in a wide Black Robe, sitting calmly under the moon, contemplating the distance between morality and the Starry Sky.

Most of the servants in the mansion were already at rest.

Su Shijun had no intention of disturbing them further.

She drifted silently like a blue butterfly through the garden, courtyard, foyer, and corridor, stopping only at the entrance to the study—originally she intended to handle some experiment reports that came back in the evening, but now, she changed her mind and turned towards the dining room. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

She sat silently in the darkness, under the moonlight, slowly flipping through the materials in her hands.

The Head Maid appeared at the dining room door at some point, looking at her young mistress with concern, wanting to speak but ultimately saying nothing, quietly bringing her hot tea and a few small snacks.

"——Is Dong Dong asleep?"

Su Shijun put down the experiment report in her hands and suddenly asked.

Su Man lowered her head and quickly responded in a soft voice: "Already at rest. Today, Su Yi, Su Shuang, and Su Shan took Miss Dongdong to play in the garden for a long time, apparently hosting a wedding for a Flower Sprite and a Grass Spirit, so she went to bed earlier than usual. She drank hot goat milk before sleeping... um, she didn’t finish the hundred talismans you instructed and fell asleep at the table; I took the liberty of not letting her continue."

Su Shijun nodded slightly.

"You did well." Saying this, she paused momentarily, but then sighed discontentedly a small sigh: "——She couldn’t even finish a hundred talismans despite..."

The mutterings that followed were soft, indistinct.

After a while, her voice grew slightly louder, as if casually asking, "——Did the mansion receive his message today?"

Su Man clearly knew to whom she was referring.

"No." The Head Maid replied softly: "At noon, Hank from D&K came by to pay his respects, also mentioned not having received any message from Young Master Zheng Qing for months; currently, the shop operations follow the instructions of Young Master Xiao Xiao. In the afternoon Su Ya met with Li Meng, there was no news from that side either, except..."

"Except what?"

"——Except Li Meng mentioned that Miss Jiang Yu returned to Zhongshan and is not on Buji Island these days. I couldn’t further verify this."

Whoosh!

Su Shijun abruptly stood, swirled her sleeve, and turned to walk out of the dining room: "——No matter, I know where she went. Later, bring a cup of hot goat milk to the study."

The Head Maid agreed respectfully and quietly retreated into the dark.

The blue butterfly returned to the entrance of the study.

This time, she opened the door directly.

But just as one foot stepped in, she froze, emanating an air of ’having been tricked.’ She paused, yet still firmly planted her second foot inside.

"——I thought you planned not to come to the study all night."

Behind the desk, a slightly lazy, hoarse voice could be heard.

The owner of the voice was a tall and beautiful Witch, bearing a resemblance of seven to eight-tenths to the Owner of Qingqiu Mansion who had just entered, yet she appeared more mature.

This uninvited guest was dressed in a somewhat luxurious silk robe, her head wrapped in a snow-white hair towel, looking freshly bathed, with a few playful strands of black hair peeking out of the towel, contrasting sharply with her snowy skin.

At that moment, her bare feet were playfully perched on Su Shijun’s desk, her toes wiggling in a cheerful greeting at the sight of her coming.

Su Shijun ignored this very impolite and undignified gesture.

"Good evening, Ms. Su."

The last three words seemed to be murmured from her nose—in a way, her level of rudeness was no different than that of the person behind the desk.

"Not good at all."

The witch behind the desk was delicately carving her nails with a tiny pen and sighed without looking up at these words: "——The most promising child in the family had a child out of wedlock, promised to marry by mid-year, and now, near year’s end, there’s no word of the wedding, and it’s said the fiancé ran off... Others are waiting to see me make a fool of myself."

Su Shijun bit down hard.

But could only swallow the frustration back into her gut.

Light footsteps sounded in the corridor, it was the Head Maid bringing the hot goat milk.

"Miss."

Su Man stood behind Su Shijun, hesitating on whether to enter, then seeing the Witch behind the desk, she quickly lowered her eyelids with respectful greetings: "——Ancestor."

"Call me Ms.!" The witch behind the desk waved discontentedly, and the goat milk floated lightly into the study from the Head Maid’s hand: "——How many times have I said, those words will age me!"

"Alright, Ancestor Ms." Su Man agreed respectfully with a lowered head, quietly withdrew.

Qingqiu Ancestor rolled a pair of very elegant eyes.

Holding the cup, she lightly blew on it, seemingly to cool the hot goat milk a bit, but the wind from her lips was like an invisible hand dragging someone who seemed lingering at the door wanting to escape into the room, then shutting the study door heavily.

Su Shijun steeled her face, bracing her ears for another round of verbal torment.

No prelude, no introduction, that lazy and hoarse voice sounded from behind the desk: "——Wizards from ancient clans have keen insights into Destiny, something the sudden flamboyant Big Wizards or Legends do not possess... It requires lengthy accumulation, then transformation, becoming an intuition passed down through generations in the bloodline. It’s not a simple accumulation of Magic Power, but a result of time brewing."

"We can realize certain investments will yield rich returns, see treasures soaring to the sky, also sense where danger originates... and then intercept this dangerous trend before things spiral completely out of control."

"——What exactly are you trying to say?"

"——Your child’s father is in a very dangerous situation. Surely you have sensed as much."

The Qingqiu Ancestor used a particularly awkward term to describe a certain Warlock: "He’s a big trouble, and will have big troubles... But at the same time, he’s a rare treasure. Like the delicate boundary between a criminal and a politician, between day and night, Under the Moon and the Alliance, between trouble and treasure, there exists that boundary."

Su Shijun grunted: "——He’s a person, not a thing!"

As soon as she spoke, she realized the subtle nuance in her words—although he really wasn’t a decent person—after a pause, she slightly corrected her previous words: "——What I mean is, he just recently graduated, someone his age, many are still in school!"

The witch behind the desk set down her cup and shook her head slightly.

"No one treats the headmaster’s close disciple, or a Side Door Legend, as a child." She looked past the witch’s shoulder towards another part of the mansion, adding: "——Likewise, no one treats someone who’s already a father of four children like a child."

"So?"

"Do I need to be more explicit? He’s now treading a very dangerous path, and it seems you wish to stay by his side. It’s your freedom; I won’t interfere. But at the same time, you are also Qingqiu’s representative. I wish to confirm you’re sufficiently clear-headed now... Look into my eyes, answer me, is this your final choice?"

"...It always has been."