Girls in a Matriarchal World Are Just Too Scary-Chapter 39 - What Happened That Night

Bai Shuixin couldn’t crack it—sent him packing for now.

Su Yan exhaled, dressed, bid her goodbye, and went out.

Nothing happened. Bet it paid off.

[Task complete. Reward issued.]

Holding the mystery gift box, he walked out feeling excited.

Lin Qingyue saw everything.

She was confused—why did a body check make him so happy and red in the face? What happened with Master?

…

He gave a weak excuse and avoided her questions, then quickly ran back to his room.

“Let’s see what’s inside this mystery pack.”

He told the fox to leave, then opened the box with just a thought.

“Huh? Where’s the item?”

Just as he was about to complain to the system, he felt something in his hand.

A soft, smooth white cloth—felt like a girl’s skin.

“What is this…?”

He turned it over, then his face turned red.

It was… a white silk stocking.

From the mystery box!?

“Stupid system, are you messing with me!?”

He was angry—he expected something great, and this is what he got?

[Jackpot’s your fantasy—I never guaranteed it. Said upfront: random loot, priceless or worthless.]

“Don’t mess with me!”

He gritted his teeth and snapped, “You said it’s tied to the owner. This is a cultivation world—stockings? Really?”

[Host’s too green. Cultivation realm’s vast—small worlds galore. Unseen doesn’t mean unreal.]

“You—”

He nearly choked. Wanted to shove it in Master’s face, and prove the system wrong.

But what if—just what if…

Bai Shuixin owned these? He’d waltz up, “Master, these yours?”—and she’d kill him for swiping her private stash.

[Anyway, I don’t lie. No more questions, I’m out.]

The system didn’t reply. It ignored him completely.

“Stupid dog system!” he yelled.

He looked at the stocking, confused.

What’s a guy supposed to do with this? Wear it? No way!

“Should I burn it?”

It felt soft, smelled nice—high quality. Burning it would be a waste.

Some people would say it was super valuable. He didn’t have weird tastes, but still couldn’t throw it away.

“Whatever. I’ll just keep it.”

Maybe it’d be useful later.

He grabbed a wooden box to store it.

But as he folded it, he saw a small tear—like it had been ripped.

His mind went blank for a second. A torn stocking… from Master? His face changed.

“Was it made like that, or did someone tear it?”

No answer. He put it in the box and tucked it into his cabinet.

…

Morning came—perfect time for cultivation. The energy in the air was strong.

Usually, Lin Qingyue never skipped training. But today, she just sat there.

Ever since Master checked Su Yan’s body, she’d been thinking nonstop.

“Probably nothing happened—I’m just overthinking.”

She tried to calm herself, but she couldn’t forget the way he walked out—blushing and happy.

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That didn’t look like a simple checkup. Something had happened.

Her chest felt tight.

“No way! Not even the Master can touch him. He’s mine—his scent should only be mine!”

She lowered her head, face hidden in shadow.

What was this feeling? The longer she knew him, the weirder she felt.

This strong urge to claim him—when did it start?

“Junior Sister, no sword training today? You look distracted.”

Su Yan walked over, noticing she was acting strange.

“Are you okay?”

He gently patted her head like he always did.

Lost in her thoughts, she leaned into his hand and softly said,

“Yes… just like this. Only me.”

“Heh… hehehe…”

She giggled under her breath, kind of creepy.

Su Yan stepped back, surprised.

He didn’t hear the words clearly, but that creepy laugh? He definitely caught that.

What’s going on with her? Why did the air around her feel so dark?

“Senior Brother, what’s wrong? Why are you staring?”

She quickly smiled, acting normal again.

She looked bright, cheerful, innocent…

He blinked. Was he just imagining things?

“N-nothing…”

He brushed it off. “I was just wondering if you wanted to train together.”

Her cultivation was a bit behind, but her sword skills were amazing.

He thought it’d be great to spar and learn from her.

“Won’t get many chances later.”

He wasn’t that good with swords, even after years. Might as well improve now.

“I’d love to! I’d kill for that,” she said, eyes shining.