26: Chapter 26: Zhao Changsheng: I'm here to settle the score!

"What does the Immortal Revered Master intend to do with us?"

As the one in charge of the household, Fourth Madam Yan had regained her composure, but her face still betrayed her fear as she asked Zhao Changsheng about his purpose for coming.

"What am I doing? Revered Master nearly took my life. Do you Madams think it's possible for me not to seek revenge?"

Zhao Changsheng's tone was cold. "Although this matter has nothing to do with you Madams or my three Junior Sisters—you couldn't have known about it, nor would you have—this debt still needs to be settled, right?"

Zhao Changsheng sat down directly in a chair, crossing his legs, and stated his purpose with a smile on his face.

His words turned the faces of the Madams present pale, making them look even more pitiable and fragile, enough to make anyone's heart ache for them.

But for Zhao Changsheng, it had no effect; the expression on his face didn't even flicker.

"You Madams don't need to play the victim here; it's useless. Acting pitiful in front of me really serves no purpose," Zhao Changsheng said flatly. "Since I've come, I'm definitely going to settle this debt properly—after all, I almost lost my life. Although I ultimately succeeded in killing Revered Master, the mental trauma was significant, leaving a shadow over my heart. Given that, don't you Madams think you should compensate me?"

Zhao Changsheng's words were like a lifeline for the Madams. Fourth Madam Yan quickly followed up, "What kind of compensation do you want? Do you want us sisters to serve you?"

As soon as she said this, Second Madam Li's cheeks instantly flushed crimson. She lowered her head, her eyes swirling with a hint of shame and annoyance.

Fifth Madam Wang, who was right behind her, was the same, though her temperament was more cold and elegant, making her look particularly charming at this moment.

As for Third Madam Liu, she directly threw a naturally seductive and soul-stirring wink at Zhao Changsheng.

If it were an ordinary man, he likely would have been infatuated and lost his senses long ago.

But this still had no effect on Zhao Changsheng. He didn't even blink, merely continuing with a smile, "If you Madams are willing, then there is naturally no problem. After all, everyone loves beauty; it's nothing unusual. Although I am a man of the Dao, I still possess an appreciation for beauty; I am not one of those who has abandoned all worldly desires."

Zhao Changsheng's words made the Madams' cheeks turn even more fiery and alluring, yet added a layer of shame and embarrassment.

After all, this kind of thing was difficult to speak of—not only did Zhao Changsheng have a grudge against them, but he was also their husband's Disciple, and the grudge originated from the Revered Master and Disciple themselves.

Under these circumstances, the idea of submitting themselves to Zhao Changsheng was truly difficult to accept.

But it seemed that besides this path, there was no other choice. Facing a Cultivator, they had no power to resist, not even the slightest ability to fight back.

"Alright, everything that needs to be said has been made very clear. Madams, give it some thought," Zhao Changsheng stood up. "Don't say this Disciple didn't give you a chance; I've given you plenty, it just depends on whether you can grasp it. One more thing: you'd better withdraw from Jiayuan City now; that way, you might save your lives. If you don't, there will definitely be a mortal danger in the future. Let me be blunt: this isn't my doing, but rather that the Cultivation World is about to fall into chaos—and once the Cultivation World is in turmoil, the mortal realm will naturally not be peaceful. Well, I've said my piece, so think it over, Madams. I've just arrived and have no place to stay, so I'll be troubling you for a while."

Zhao Changsheng smiled and stood up to leave the hall, completely ignoring the Madams of the Mo family, who were filled with dread and fear because of his words and his presence.

Once Zhao Changsheng had completely left, the Madams of the Mo Residence looked at each other, the expressions of terror and fear still lingering on their faces and in their eyes.

They truly hadn't expected their husband to provoke such a being—not only did he provoke him and lose his own life, but he also left them with such a terrifying person to deal with.

Consequently, they no longer felt even a shred of goodwill toward that damned fellow Mo Juren; their former marital affection had vanished into thin air. In the face of death, that little bit of affection meant nothing, especially in a situation like this.

"What do you think we should do?" As the one in charge, Fourth Madam Yan was the first to speak again, asking for the opinions of the other three Madams.

Currently, if they made a single wrong choice, they would likely face mortal danger; this was almost beyond doubt.

But if they were to just submit to Zhao Changsheng like that, they were truly unwilling—after all, they knew nothing about each other. If there were even a sliver of understanding or affection, they might not be so resistant.

Unfortunately, not only was there no affection between the two sides, but there were also numerous grievances, feuds, and hatreds.

These overlapping circumstances made it incredibly difficult for them to choose; they simply couldn't make up their minds.

"Besides submitting, it seems we have no other choice. Are we really going to seek our own deaths?" Third Madam Liu spoke up, her tone carrying a sense of unwillingness. "At the very least, I feel that after all the hard work we've put in over the years, managing the entire residence and the Hidden Dragon Association, it's only right that we shouldn't have to die along with our husband."

Third Madam Liu was actually the most reluctant of them all to die. One must realize that if it weren't for Zhao Changsheng this time, at best she would have lost everything she owned, and at worst she might not have even kept her life.

Under these circumstances, she was the only one among them who had any favorable impression of Zhao Changsheng—regardless of anything else, Zhao Changsheng had essentially saved her life and might even help her reclaim everything she once had, as well as the authority over the entire residence.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Changsheng was her only savior. She was naturally unwilling to be buried along with someone like Mo Juren.

Furthermore, Third Madam Liu was almost certain that the other Madams wouldn't be willing to do so either—no matter how much affection they had for Mo Juren, they wouldn't be willing to die with him.

Who would be willing to discard everything they currently possessed?

No one would be willing to give up their current wealth and status—these were things they had worked hard to obtain, so who would be content to go to the Yellow Springs together?

No one would do such a thing; at least, Third Madam Liu herself was absolutely unwilling.

"It looks like Third Sister has already prepared herself to submit."

Fourth Madam Yan took a long look at Third Madam Liu. She understood what was on Third Madam Liu's mind and couldn't help but feel worried.

Because, just as Third Madam thought, she also didn't want to lose everything she had now.