Quick Transmigration: Finding a Successor for a Sect in JX3

Xue Yang was deeply deceived by Wei Wuxian's acting skills. Doubts and speculations grew wildly in his heart, yet he could not find any definite answers in Wei Wuxian's seemingly casual but actually calculated words. Sometimes he frowned in thought, sometimes his eyes flickered, trying to catch a clue to the truth from every subtle expression of Wei Wuxian.

"Brother Xue, why bother with these trivial matters?" Wei Wuxian raised his wine cup, took a sip, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. "Hong Fei has always acted this way. Neither of us can beat her, so why struggle so hard?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Yang gave a wry smile: "Brother Wei is right, but this matter concerns my innocence and reputation, how can I just give up? Besides, I'm also afraid of Hong Fei... what if she forces me?"

Wei Wuxian chuckled inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, continuing to embellish the story: "Oh? Probably not? I've known Hongfei for so long, and I've never heard of her forcing anyone. Perhaps there's some misunderstanding between you two?"

After a moment's hesitation, Xue Yang finally succumbed to his inner turmoil and poured out all his guesses and doubts about Hong Fei. Wei Wuxian listened with great interest, nodding in agreement from time to time, a sly glint in his eyes.

After Xue Yang finished speaking, Wei Wuxian sighed softly and said in a serious tone, "Brother Xue, how could someone as intelligent as you be troubled by such a trivial matter? In my opinion, you should go directly to Hong Fei and ask her for clarification, so as not to overthink things here."

Upon hearing this, Xue Yang's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again: "I... how can I ask her directly? What if... what if she really gets angry with me?"

“Oh dear, Brother Xue!” Wei Wuxian interrupted him. “What is there for a real man to fear? If you truly care about your innocence, you should be even more courageous in facing the situation and asking questions. Otherwise, this misunderstanding will only snowball and become increasingly difficult to resolve.”

Xue Yang was deeply moved by Wei Wuxian's words and finally made up his mind to go to Hong Fei to get to the bottom of things. He stood up and bowed deeply to Wei Wuxian: "Thank you for your guidance, Brother Wei. I will go to find Hong Fei now and ask him how he intends to deal with me."

Wei Wuxian watched Xue Yang's departing figure with a smile, thinking to himself, "This kid has finally taken the bait. But what happened between Hong Fei and Xue Yang that made Xue Yang misunderstand something so interesting? Hehe, let me, Wei Wuxian, watch the show."

Hong Fei had just returned to her private residence when she ran into Xue Yang, who had come to see her. Xue Yang wasn't the type to mince words or drag things out. He went straight to Hong Fei and said, "Hong Fei, what exactly do you want from me here? Let me tell you, if you want me to be your male concubine, that's absolutely impossible. If that's the case, don't blame me for fighting to the death."

Hongfei was stunned by Xue Yang's words. She stammered, "Where did you get that conclusion? Who said you were going to be a male concubine? You're dreaming."

"Hmph! Brother Wei Wuxian has already admitted it, do you still want to argue? Let me tell you, I, Xue Yang, won't stand for it." Xue Yang said with great momentum.

Hong Fei gritted her teeth as she listened, "That despicable Wei Wuxian! Wei Wuxian, you bastard! I'm not finished with you!"

Hongfei glared angrily at Xue Yang, said "Idiot!" and stormed off to the steward.

Hongfei, having ascertained Wei Wuxian's whereabouts from the steward, stormed off to the wine cellar. He was determined to find Wei Wuxian and settle the score, to make him ruin his reputation. If he didn't teach Wei Wuxian a lesson this time, he wouldn't know why the flowers were so red.

Hongfei strode through the winding corridor, each step firm and rapid, her anger burning like tinder. The wooden door of the wine cellar creaked as she shoved it, releasing a rich aroma of wine that mingled with the cool air, but it did nothing to quell her rage.

Inside the wine cellar, the dim candlelight flickered, illuminating Wei Wuxian's leisurely figure. He held an exquisite wine glass, gently swirling it, seemingly savoring the fine wine within, or perhaps enjoying this rare moment of tranquility. Seeing Hong Fei storm in angrily, a playful smile curled at the corner of Wei Wuxian's lips, as if he had already anticipated her arrival.

"Oh, isn't this Hong Fei? What, you've come to interrogate me so soon?" Wei Wuxian put down his wine cup, stood up, and said in a relaxed and teasing tone.

Hong Fei's eyes widened as she glared at Wei Wuxian, her voice trembling with anger: "Wei Wuxian, what nonsense are you spouting? How come I don't know when you became my male concubine? And when did I ever say that I wanted Xue Yang to be my male concubine?"

Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise: "Oh? I didn't say that! I don't know why Xue Yang thought Jiang Cheng and I would be your male concubines. I just asked him to go to you and find out the truth. I didn't say that Xue Yang would become your male concubine."

"You're infuriating! Sure enough, Wei Wuxian, you're just stirring up trouble and ruining my reputation!" Hong Fei interrupted him, her voice filled with uncontrollable rage.

Wei Wuxian's smile faded, and he said seriously, "Hongfei, you really misunderstood me. I thought there was some misunderstanding between you two, which is why I encouraged him to ask you. Since it's a misunderstanding, I think you should explain it clearly."

"I didn't believe your nonsense." Hong Fei took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She knew that arguing with a cunning person like Wei Wuxian would only make her angrier. So, she decided to try a different approach.

“Wei Wuxian, you really want to see me make a fool of myself. Have you ever thought that I am your provider now? I see you don’t want to drink anymore. Oh dear, I’m a bit tired lately, let’s put the brewing on hold.” Hong Fei’s tone was firm, her eyes flashing with an undeniable light.

Wei Wuxian stood up abruptly, looking distressed, and said, "Hongfei, I was wrong! You can't stop me from drinking. I'll go explain to Xue Yang right now and promise not to tease him anymore. Besides, I didn't expect him to actually believe me, considering you're still so young."

Hong Fei's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this, but she quickly regained her composure. She feigned defiance, saying, "What? Do you think I'm that easy to fool? Humph! Even if Xue Yang did something stupid, you shouldn't have spread rumors that you're my male concubine!"

"Alright, Hongfei, what do you want? I'll try my best." Wei Wuxian looked at Hongfei with a tearful expression, his tone full of helplessness. If he didn't appease Hongfei today, he was afraid he would have to say goodbye to all this fine wine.

Hong Fei glared at Wei Wuxian, a thought forming in her mind. She forced a smile and, seeing Wei Wuxian's troubled expression, made a small request. "Wei Wuxian, didn't you say you were my male concubine? Since I've already taken the blame, I should at least get something in return. So tomorrow you'll be my male concubine for a day. If I'm thirsty, you pour me tea. If my shoulders are sore, you massage them! You have to do whatever I ask."

To Wei Wuxian's astonishment, Hongfei, like a victorious rooster, strutted away with her head held high. Wei Wuxian, you'll be sorry tomorrow.