I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! - Chapter 397 Seeking the Dao? I’m Just Seeking a Spoon

Chapter 397: Chapter 397 Seeking the Dao? I’m Just Seeking a Spoon

Li Yuhua held his gaze steadily. She knew her value. Her beauty was not fleeting. Her charm was not naive. It was something cultivated over time… refined, controlled, and, when she chose to reveal it…

Irresistible. And right now, she was revealing it fully.

In her mind, there was no man who could refuse her in such a moment, especially when she was practically begging to be taken on the spot.

“Your daughter didn’t lie,” Lin Feng said calmly. His voice was steady, yet carried a quiet certainty.

“I do have a soft spot for women like you.”

When Li Yuhua heard Lin Feng’s answer, her heart began to pound violently against her chest, each beat louder than the last.

It was as if something long buried within her had suddenly awakened, surging to the surface with unstoppable force.

For a fleeting moment, she hesitated… her lips parting slightly, her gaze wavering. Years of restraint, grief, and unspoken longing tried to hold her back.

But in the very next breath, she extinguished that hesitation completely.

Her eyes slowly steadied, a quiet resolve replacing the flicker of doubt. This meeting… was no coincidence. It was as if the heavens had finally answered her after all these years of silence.

A sign. The sign she had been waiting for. For so long, she had lived shackled to the past bound by memories she neither dared to revisit nor fully let go.

She had worn her composure like armor, hiding the quiet loneliness that lingered beneath. But now… she was tired of it all. Tired of mourning what was gone. Tired of denying herself a future.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, the tension in her shoulders eased. Li Yuhua chose to move forward. And once she made that decision, she did not look back.

“That settles it then,” she said, her voice soft yet carrying a subtle, captivating warmth. Her lips curved into a faint smile, one that held both confidence and a trace of playfulness.

“I like you, Master Lin Feng. I want to see you later once the feast is over.” She paused for just a fraction of a second, her gaze meeting his steady and unflinching.

“I’ll be staying in one of the Liu clan’s private guest rooms,” she continued, her tone lowering slightly, becoming more intimate without crossing into impropriety. “Don’t keep me waiting too long.”

There was a gentle lilt at the end of her words, almost teasing, yet deliberate enough to leave no room for misunderstanding. Before Lin Feng could respond, she had already made her move.

Without giving herself another chance to reconsider, Li Yuhua rose gracefully from her seat. Her movements were composed, elegant, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just occurred.

Yet the faint flush on her cheeks betrayed the storm that had just passed through her heart. She turned and walked back toward her table, where Liu Jinhui was seated.

Liu Jinhui’s eyes were wide, her expression caught somewhere between shock and disbelief.

She had watched everything unfold and for a moment, she simply stared at her friend as if seeing her for the first time.

“You… you actually did that?” Liu Jinhui whispered as Li Yuhua returned, her voice barely contained, brimming with astonishment.

Li Yuhua did not immediately answer. Instead, she picked up her cup, taking a small sip to steady herself. Only then did she allow a faint, knowing smile to appear.

“What? Am I not allowed to?” she replied lightly, though there was a firmness beneath her calm demeanor.

Liu Jinhui leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and disbelief. “Allowed? That’s not the point! Since when did you become so bold? And in front of so many people, no less!”

The two women began speaking in hushed but animated tones, their conversation quick and filled with suppressed excitement.

Liu Jinhui questioned her relentlessly, while Li Yuhua answered with a composure that seemed almost newfound even to herself. Yet despite their conversation, their attention was far from steady.

From time to time, both women would steal glances toward Lin Feng’s table. Sometimes it was hidden and a quick flick of the eyes. Other times, it lingered just a moment longer than necessary.

They were watching. Waiting. Curious to see how he would react. Each passing second seemed to stretch longer than usual.

***

The feast carried on in high spirits long after, the atmosphere growing increasingly lively as wine flowed freely and laughter echoed throughout the grand hall.

Music and conversation intertwined, creating a scene of celebration that showed no signs of ending anytime soon. At some point, however, Lin Feng quietly rose from his seat.

His departure was obvious and did not come unnoticed amid the festivity.

With a calm expression and unhurried steps, he excused himself and left the banquet, even as the feast continued in full swing behind him.

It seemed Liu Yichen had gone to great lengths to elevate this occasion far beyond its original scale.

With the support of the Liu clan leader, the birthday celebration had been expanded into something far more extravagant.

What was once meant to be a single day event had now turned into a grand three day feast. The intention behind it was clear.

By extending the celebration and inviting numerous guests, the Liu clan sought to make a statement to display their growing prestige and, more importantly, their connection to Lin Feng.

Invitations had been sent to all the prominent clans within their domain, ensuring that this gathering would not go unnoticed.

The elders spared no effort, orchestrating every detail to present the image that Lin Feng held the Liu clan in high regard.

It was a calculated move and one meant to elevate their standing and solidify alliances. But Lin Feng himself paid little mind to these carefully laid plans.

Schemes, reputation, influence… none of it held his attention at this moment.

He was already walking through the quieter corridors of the Liu clan estate, his figure gradually fading from the noise and brilliance of the ongoing feast.

His destination was clear, his steps steady and purposeful. One particular room awaited him and he was sure to eat more than meat and drink more than wine before this night was over.