"It's actually the Headmistress of Moon Pavilion! I've heard she's incredibly mysterious—no one really knows what kind of person she is."
"She runs that Court Etiquette Academy, right? I heard it's a gathering place for nobles and high society."
Shi Mo interjected with a playful complaint, "My father once said he'd send me to Moon Pavilion to polish my temperament after graduation—but as if they'd accept someone like me."
"I hate etiquette the most."
Meanwhile, Yu Kuang gave a bitter laugh and shook his head, a touch of self-mockery on his face. "With my family background as a low ranking noble, I probably wouldn't even qualify to step through their gates."
Moments later, Tang Yuehua entered.
She wore a silver court dress, her every step light and graceful, exuding the elegance and poise of nobility. With a gentle smile and warm gaze, she greeted everyone in soft tones, one by one.
"Wow… she's beautiful."
Everyone present was captivated by her noble aura and couldn't help but murmur praise.
"Apologies for interrupting your meal."
"I heard someone playing a melody just now… I couldn't help but be drawn to it. Curiosity got the better of me, so I came to see who the performer was."
Tang Yuehua got straight to the point, expressing the reason for her visit.
"Eh? Thank you for liking it, big sister," said Yu Feng, eyes wide with surprise and disbelief.
He hadn't expected that Tang Yuehua had come because of his flute performance.
"Young man, your musical talent is truly extraordinary," Tang Yuehua looked at Yu Feng with genuine admiration.
Yu Feng quickly waved his hand humbly and nodded toward Lin Feng. "It's all thanks to my special Martial Soul—and Lin Feng's careful guidance."
"System, Trait Insight."
The moment Lin Feng saw Tang Yuehua, he instinctively activated his system to check her traits.
[Innate Soul Power: Rank 9]
[Martial Soul: Wishful Ring]
[Current Soul Power: Rank 9]
[Gentle and Elegant (White)]
[Master of Etiquette (Green)]
[Aunt of Destiny (Purple)]
[Innate Domain (Purple)]
[Outstanding Talent (Purple)]
Innate Soul Power of rank 9, but due to a Martial Soul mutation, she would never surpass Rank 10 in her life. What a waste of such remarkable talent.
Lin Feng's eyes paused on the glowing purple traits, reading with curiosity.
[Gentle and Elegant (White)]:
You possess noble grace and elegance in every gesture.
That much was obvious—her very presence confirmed it.
[Master of Etiquette (Green)]:
You are highly accomplished in the arts of etiquette and could become a grandmaster in the field.
Well, she was the headmistress of the Moon Pavilion, the empire's top etiquette academy. That checked out.
[Aunt of Destiny (Purple)]:
You are the aunt of the Fate's Chosen. A brilliant future awaits you.
Damn… anyone remotely related to Tang San seems to have this trait.
Lin Feng couldn't help but mentally grumble at the system.
[Innate Domain (Purple)]:
You were born with a natural domain: Noble Circle Domain.
This was the one Lin Feng most envied.
A natural domain—a rarity even among Titled Douluo. Yet here it was… on someone who wasn't even a Soul Master.
Unfortunately, this Noble Circle Domain was a support-type field—and she had paid the price for it with her cultivation talent.
Could there be a worse deal in the world?
At that moment, Tang Yuehua finally noticed that someone else was the true host of the room.
She turned her gaze curiously to Lin Feng.
"I wonder… would Lin Feng be willing to let this young man come study at Moon Pavilion?"
"If you agree, he could start right away as an assistant instructor."
She smiled sincerely, clearly moved by Yu Feng's performance.
But the moment her eyes met Lin Feng's, an inexplicable sense of familiarity suddenly surged within her.
She paused briefly, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.
Why did this boy—whom she had just met—feel so familiar?
As a master of musical arts, Tang Yuehua was exceptionally sensitive to the nuances of sound and soul. It had been Yu Feng's flute that drew her in, inspiring admiration. But now… this feeling was something else entirely.
She glanced again at Lin Feng but kept her confusion to herself.
Before Lin Feng could even respond—
"No way! Lin Feng, I don't want to learn etiquette!"
Yu Feng rejected the offer outright, eyes full of anxiety as he looked at Lin Feng, afraid he might say yes.
"What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Yeah, little brother! So many people fight for a chance to enter Moon Pavilion and still don't get in!"
The others looked at Yu Feng in surprise and muttered quietly to each other.
"Hah, it's his choice," Lin Feng said lightly, then turned to Tang Yuehua with an apologetic smile. "I won't force him."
"I understand. Still, if he ever changes his mind, Moon Pavilion's doors will always be open to him."
Although a bit disappointed, Tang Yuehua retained her grace and composure, offering Yu Feng a kind smile.
She turned to leave, walking with light, refined steps.
But just as she reached the door, she suddenly paused and looked back at Lin Feng.
"Master Lin, forgive me for saying this, but…"
Her voice was soft and thoughtful.
"From the moment I saw you… I felt an inexplicable closeness, as if we've known each other for a long time."
"I wonder—would you be willing to visit Moon Pavilion one day, to discuss music and the art of etiquette?"
Her words left the room in stunned silence.
Only Dugu Yan's awkward chewing could be heard as she froze mid-bite.
Wait—does she mean that kind of discussion?!
Meanwhile, the more innocent Yu Kuang and the others were simply shocked that the esteemed Headmistress of Moon Pavilion had invited Lin Feng herself.
Their fathers had to bow to her… yet here she was, personally extending an invitation to Lin Feng.
As expected of the young master…
He shines like the sun. Even great figures rush to connect with him…
Yu Kuang's heart surged with emotion.
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior. But I'm currently tied up with many responsibilities and cannot leave at the moment," Lin Feng replied with polite restraint.
Closeness? Familiarity?
Come on, what era is this? Still using that old pick-up line to recruit students?
"No worries. We'll meet again when the time is right."
Tang Yuehua gave a serene smile and departed, leaving behind a lingering fragrance.
As Lin Feng watched her back disappear through the door, a flicker of thought crossed his mind.
Could Tang Yuehua's reaction be because the identity of the Fate's Chosen had transferred… to him?
Why else would she feel so naturally close to him?
He couldn't help but recall Tang Hao's trait—[Father of Destiny]—and a ripple stirred in his heart.
If he hadn't swapped that trait with Tang San's… and Tang Hao had to choose between them…
Would blood ties win out? Or the system's influence?
But if traits could really alter the course of fate…
Then all the original allies meant for the Fate's Chosen—wouldn't they now gather around him?
At that realization, Lin Feng subconsciously gave the system a big thumbs-up.
"You done staring? She's already gone."
Dugu Yan pouted in jealousy, glaring at him.
Lin Feng snapped out of his thoughts.
"Ahem… Sorry, Yan'er. I was just lost in thought."
Shi Mo and the others buried their faces in their food, pretending they hadn't seen a thing.
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