TSFLIP Chapter 375

“Of course! Let me teach you a little trick. Do you know when a man is most likely to make a woman want to throw herself at him?” Feng Guang grinned mischievously. “It’s when a man unbuttons his shirt halfway, revealing that exquisite collarbone and well-defined chest—ideally with just a hint of those elegant V-lines. Then, if he looks at someone with an innocent, clueless gaze, that mix of half-dressed temptation and serious demeanor is deadly. It’s like he’s deliberately seducing you, but acting as if he’s completely unaware. My God, no woman could resist that.”

“Of course, it only works if he’s good-looking.”

As she envisioned such a devilishly angelic combination, Feng Guang wiped the corner of her mouth, realizing she was nearly drooling. Years of pretending to be a detached and virtuous senior sister had backfired—now that she was letting her true nature show, there was no stopping it.

“How exactly… do you know all this?”

“I…” She was momentarily at a loss for words. Then, without hesitation, she passed the blame. “My senior brother told me.”

“Your senior brother… is a man?”

So how would he know when a man is most seductive?

“Uh… well, let me tell you a little secret. My senior brother likes men, so he’s quite the expert when it comes to male attractiveness. Yep.” She nodded firmly, as if that would make her words more convincing—even though the person she was talking to couldn’t see her.

“I see…”

“Wait a minute—are you looking down on gay people?”

He had never heard the term before, but from the context, he could more or less figure out its meaning. “You misunderstand. I was just surprised. The love of men for men has existed since ancient times. It is a personal choice, and I have no right to judge.”

“Wow, I didn’t expect you to be so open-minded.”

Feng Guang flipped over on the lounge chair, propping her head up with one hand as she gazed in the direction of Han Yuan Jian, as if she were looking directly at him. Her curiosity flared up again.

“Fang Yue, I’m lying on a lounge chair at the peak of Haomiao Summit, chatting with you. What about you? What are you doing right now?”

“I’m resting on a mossy stone in a bamboo forest.”

She narrowed her eyes and tried to imagine the scene, but after a moment, she shook her head. “Nope, I can’t picture it at all. Your voice sounds nice—so you must be handsome too, right?”

“I suppose… I’m decent-looking.”

“Heh, well, I’m ‘decent-looking’ too.” She chuckled playfully, her laughter as crisp as silver bells. “What about your little junior sister? Isn’t she practicing swordsmanship with you today?”

“She was late to morning lessons and got punished by our master. She’s copying scriptures in the library as we speak.”

“Huh? And you’re just sitting there, doing nothing? You’re not gonna help her?”

He answered seriously, “She made a mistake and deserves the punishment. Why would I interfere?”

“…You’re gonna be single forever.” Feng Guang casually threw out the comment. “Looks like your road to winning a wife is gonna be a long one.”

Fang Yue cleared his throat. “I am devoted to the Dao. I have no intention of marrying.”

“Devoted to the Dao… Sure, Daoism values enlightenment, but it doesn’t forbid marriage.” Suddenly, Feng Guang’s voice took on a wistful tone. “Do you know the story of Chisongzi?”

“I read about him in a book once.”

Before Chisongzi attained enlightenment, he had once been entangled in mortal love. However, he could not forsake his path of cultivation for that woman. In the end, the woman, heartbroken, asked him:

‘If time could turn back to before you sought the Dao, what would you choose?’

Chisongzi answered, ‘I would be a thousand-year-old pine tree, standing tall in the sweltering south, waiting for a single snowfall.’

Hearing his words, the woman smiled and left forever.