Meanwhile, at the Jinguang Sect, Ye Qingtao sat comfortably in the seat of honor in the Sect Main Hall, crossing his legs. Several maids fluttered around him, swaying their slender, graceful legs as they busily peeled grapes and sliced apples. The level of pampering made it feel almost as though Ye Qingtao were relaxing in a pleasure house.
Shangguan Xiyao naturally wasn't idle either, hovering close by to wait on him. With so many women trying their utmost to please him, she naturally had to work even harder to avoid falling out of favor. In truth, a deep sense of crisis had already taken root in her heart. Senior Ye was hardly short of female attention, and with so many rivals now scrambling to curry favor, she felt her position was far from secure.
Although Shangguan Xiyao wished to follow Ye Qingtao, her true desire was to become his wife—though she doubted whether she was worthy. After all, any woman who could catch Ye Qingtao's eye was bound to be extraordinary.
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