"What women take pride in, she has. What men take pride in, she has that too."

  He was so dizzy.

  His tall, fit body swayed on its own, yet he was still standing stiffly in place. It felt as if every acupoint all over his body had instantly been sealed, he could not even blink, he could only stare, gape, and stunned listen to what was being said.

  "Whether the Eighth Princess of Luzon is man or woman, neither man nor woman, this secret is only known to a few close people in the palace. She could not be accepted by her own father with her condition, so she escaped from the palace when she was fourteen, drifted at sea ever since, later seized Jin Island, made herself king there, and frequently raided the coasts of Luzon's large and small islands."

  No wonder, no wonder that his Luanshanyun men attacked Luzon merchant ships. If they learned the ship carried goods needed by the royal palace, or treasures from other small island kingdoms as tribute, they would definitely rob it clean, leave nothing behind, and when they were ruthless they even burned the ships.

  The Luzon court sent people to capture her many times, all returned empty-handed, and even lost more than they gained. This continuous losses, that father of hers who wanted her dead more than anything, had the dynasty's reputation dragged through the mud again and again, she must have found it greatly satisfying.

  Only, no matter how bloody, how cruel and heartless her feuds with other people are written, it has nothing to do with him. But if she wants to use her tragic background and that neither-man-nor-woman body to win sympathy, and cling stubbornly to his building master, that cannot be allowed!

  "Cannot be allowed? Why cannot it be allowed?"

  "Already the great reputation of my Feixia Tower reached her ears long ago! She came looking for me, just so she can study with me Feixia Tower's unique secret art, the Jade Chamber Art!"

  "I asked her, she said, she wants to become a real woman, she doesn't want that thing that men have... heh heh heh, why does Sir look so shocked? That thing men have is cute enough, but if it grows on a delicate, bewitching woman, it's not so lovely anymore... If Feixia Tower's secret art can be practiced together with a few rare southern medicines, the effect should be pretty good, it's definitely worth trying..."

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  How to try?

  How long will it take?

  He refuses to believe that after trying until the end, that man's thing will really disappear, fall off on its own!

  "Yo, Sir you don't believe it? Everyone who has used Feixia Tower's secret art gives it a thumbs up. It also helped your precious little sister Lan Qier draw out her demonic poison, don't you forget that."

  "...That's right, I admit that 'drawing out demonic poison' is a very different situation from this 'transforming into a woman', but you have to try it to know. Maybe it will show effect in three to five years, or maybe it will take more than ten or several decades of cultivation. In any case, you won't know the result without starting, so this has to be done!"

  "Hmph, you've been angry at me, hated me more than once before, this one time isn't any different. If Sir can't stand it, just go ahead and hate me all you want. I... I've always had thick skin and cold blood, I don't care!"

  Don't care? She doesn't care?

  Damn it! In the end they really ended up at odds again, the three big fires in his belly burned brightly!

  He turned around with a dark face to leave, and suddenly remembered what Luanshanyun was like now, his steps leaving couldn't help but pause. Then he heard her sudden coughing fit, probably because her emotions fluctuated too much, it stirred up her rushing qi and blood, he was shocked and quickly turned back, pulled her into his arms, forcibly brought her back to the main cabin to settle down.

  Outwardly he pulled a long face, said he would not forgive her, but in fact she had gotten him wrapped around her finger, he was completely smitten. In this life he only wants this woman, and if you think about it, this realization was put forward by him in the beginning, and he has indeed held to this conviction thoroughly. These past few days, there are heavy thunderstorms in the afternoon. The big island after the rain is extremely beautiful, moist and fresh. When the wind gently brushes the rain droplets off the coconut leaves, every drop falls like pearls, extraordinarily lovely.

  He got caught in the rain on his way back, was soaked completely through. His slightly loose hair tangled into curls when it got wet. He impatiently raked all the wet hair back from his head, and his rugged features immediately became even more deep-set.

  He handed his mount to the groom who tends the stables and takes care of the horses, and walked towards the building with steps as steady as he could make them, but his heart beat a little faster. As he approached the building master's private chambers on the third floor, he kept warning himself: no matter how lewd, obscene, immoral what he sees next is, he will not get angry, at least, he will not fly into a rage easily.