Published: August 16, 2025
Chapter 111: The Beautiful Woman
Han Li secretly activated the everlasting spring technique to steady his mind before daring to lift his head and skip past this woman to continue appraising the next young married woman.
The last woman to enter the room was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. Although she was fair and lovely in appearance, her frosty expression made others hesitant to approach. As soon as she entered, she coldly stared straight at Han Li, her gaze flickering with a chilling light—it was clear she was a master with exquisite internal force.
Madam Yan immediately stood up from her seat upon seeing these people enter and gave them a slight bow.
“Second sister, third sister, hello! Fifth younger sister is here too!”
“Fourth sister, you’re too polite. We’re family—there’s no need for such formality!” Before the leading woman could speak, a very flirtatious young married woman lightly covered her smiling mouth and laughed. The seductive tone in her laughter made Han Li's heart flutter uncontrollably, secretly amazed.
“Little sister doesn’t dare. Please, sisters, have a seat.” Madam Yan smiled gently and offered her own chair to the leading woman, then took a seat next to the beautiful young married woman.
The woman addressed as “Fifth younger sister,” a cold and elegant woman, silently took a seat opposite Madam Yan.
Following the women into the room, Mo Caihuan obediently closed the door and slipped behind her mother, her bright eyes darting around, seeming to be deep in thought.
“Is this young man the one delivering the letter?” The woman in her thirties looked at Han Li and asked coolly.
“Yes. According to the letter, he is the closed-door disciple accepted by my husband,” Madam Yan replied generously. Then, turning solemnly to Han Li, she said, “This is your Second Senior Master's Wife. Why don’t you go pay your respects?”
“Greetings, Second Senior Master's Wife!” Han Li smartly stepped forward and bowed.
“Rise. Since you are my husband’s beloved disciple, there’s no need for formalities.” The woman smiled faintly as she spoke.
“This is your Third Senior Master's Wife and Fifth Senior Master's Wife,” Madam Yan introduced the beautiful young married woman and the cold, elegant woman to Han Li.
“Greetings, Third Senior Mother, Fifth Senior Mother!” Han Li hesitated briefly as he looked at the young woman who seemed only a few years older than him, but still respectfully bowed.
Madam Yan noticed the doubt on Han Li’s face. She smiled gently and said warmly, “Your Third Senior Mother has mastered the art of maintaining her youthful appearance. Though she looks only in her twenties, she is actually about the same age as your Second Senior Mother.”
Han Li nodded inwardly, feeling his suspicions had been correct. This stunning young married woman must cultivate a special secret technique. Otherwise, just her appearance alone wouldn’t be enough to captivate and overwhelm him so completely.
“Second sister, this is my husband’s personal letter. Please take a look!” Madam Yan handed over the letter Han Li had delivered to the second madam, Madam Li. After Madam Li finished reading, she passed the letter to the other two women.
When the last cold and elegant woman finished perusing the letter, all the women in the room fell silent.
Even Madam Liu, who had seemed the most frivolous and flirtatious, now wore a solemn expression, losing her earlier boldness and charm, appearing extremely dignified.
Seeing the serious looks on Doctor Mo’s wives’ faces, Han Li felt uneasy inside. He had no idea what important news the letter had revealed to them to cause such heaviness.
However, outwardly Han Li’s expression remained unchanged. He stood quietly to the side, which made the women feel he was steady and reliable—showing the demeanor of a great general.
“Han Li! Your master’s letter shocked me and the senior masters deeply, so we need to discuss it thoroughly. Since you have come a long way, you must be tired. Rest well here at the Mo Residence tonight. Tomorrow we will call you back for questioning,” Madam Yan said, her tone carrying an undeniable authority after years of controlling the Thunder Flood Society.