Finally Grown Up

Guan Ling and the others were utterly confused.

What on earth was this little girl babbling about?

It seemed like she had completely changed after going out.

And her tone of voice—why did it make them want to smack her?

"Hey, are you okay, kid?"

Guan Ling couldn't help but reach out and touch Su Yu'er's forehead, his voice filled with concern.

"Forget it, you guys wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."

Su Yu'er stood up from her chair, her hands clasped behind her back, speaking with an air of maturity. "After all, your experience in the martial world is lacking. When you reach my level, you'll get it."

Guan Ling and the others exchanged bewildered glances.

This little girl was saying they lacked experience in the martial world?

What a joke.

"Alright, I've got things to do, so you all can carry on."

Without another word, Su Yu'er walked out, hands still behind her back, looking as serious as an elder.

Guan Ling and the others wiped the sweat from their brows.

They chalked it up to the kid having a case of "middle school syndrome." After all, everyone knew Su Yu'er wasn't exactly the most mature person around.

After returning, Su Yu'er sent out invitations far and wide, calling all her "good friends" to a gathering.

Of course, Su Yu'er didn't really have a clear concept of what a "friend" was. In her mind, anyone who had exchanged a few words with her and met her more than twice was a "good friend."

A few days later, a luxurious restaurant was packed to the brim.

It was Su Yu'er's grand banquet, and all the guests were female disciples from various major sects.

"Miss Su, may we ask why you've invited us here today?"

The women couldn't help but ask.

In the invitation, Su Yu'er had mentioned that she had a great opportunity to share with them. Combined with her prominent status in the Yunjie Sect, everyone had made the trip.

Now that they were here, they were naturally curious about what this "great opportunity" was.

Su Yu'er smiled brightly at the group.

All the "good friends" she had invited were stunningly beautiful.

She wondered which one her "Brother Lou" would pick. Ideally, he'd take them all.

With that thought in mind, Su Yu'er got straight to the point. "Today, I've invited all my good friends here to give you a great opportunity. I plan to have you all go and serve my Brother Lou..."

Meanwhile, outside the restaurant, Guan Ling and the others were stroking their beards with satisfaction.

"Ah, our little disciple may have come back from her training trip acting a bit strange, but she's finally grown up. She's starting to do the things she should be doing," Guan Ling said with a smile.

"Indeed, it's important for disciples from different sects to build good relationships. Before, Yu'er was so naive and innocent—it was worrying. But now, she's making friends and even hosting banquets for female disciples from other sects. This kind of socializing is good for her," another elder chimed in, looking pleased.

"Exactly, Yu'er has to grow up and walk her own path eventually. She can't stay under the sect's protection forever. This is a good sign, a very good sign!"

Yet another elder nodded in agreement, his face beaming with joy.

However, their joy was short-lived.

Just as they were basking in their pride, the female disciples stormed out of the restaurant, their faces icy with anger.

"Su Yu'er, you seemed like a decent person before, but now you've stooped to such despicable behavior. Did you invite us here just to humiliate us?"

"Hmph, exactly! We'll remember this. When we return to our sects, we'll report this to our superiors and demand an explanation from the Yunjie Sect. What exactly is the meaning of this?"

"Let's go."

In an instant, the female disciples were seething with rage. If it weren't for Su Yu'er's status and the fear of sparking a war between sects, they would have gladly cut her down on the spot.

After all, these women were all top-tier talents from their respective sects, each with their own pride and arrogance. Hearing Su Yu'er suggest that they all go and serve some man was beyond insulting.

To make matters worse, Su Yu'er's tone made it sound like they were the ones benefiting from this arrangement, which only added fuel to the fire.

As the group of women stormed out of the restaurant, Guan Ling and the others were left dumbfounded.

Wasn't this supposed to be a friendly gathering?

What had gone wrong?

Unable to hold back, Guan Ling stepped forward to ask.

"Ladies, what exactly happened here?" he inquired directly.

"Greetings, Sect Leader Guan."

The women first offered a polite bow, then spoke coldly. "Sect Leader Guan, you should really keep a closer eye on your disciple. She called us all the way here just to tell us she has some 'brother' who wants us all to serve him. Tell us, Sect Leader Guan, is your disciple deliberately trying to humiliate us?"

"Do you think we, the female disciples of our sects, are so worthless that we'd all serve one man?"

"Regardless, we'll report this matter to our superiors when we return. We expect the Yunjie Sect to provide a proper explanation."

With that, the group of women left in a huff.

Their boldness in speaking so bluntly stemmed from the fact that Su Yu'er had invited the top disciples from each sect—each one a prized asset of their respective sects. Even though Guan Ling's expression darkened at their words, he didn't dare to retaliate.

Guan Ling and the others stood frozen in place, utterly stunned.

A brother?

Serving him?

What on earth was going on?

Whatever it was, one thing was certain: Su Yu'er had just managed to offend every single one of those female disciples.

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