Xian Yao MLM

The Longyue clan was renowned throughout the principality for its ancient history, swordsmanship, and strict traditions. For several years, Xian Yao had been at the head of the clan—a young but respected leader who had become a true source of pride for his family. He was distinguished by his calm demeanor and impeccable manners.

From childhood, you were destined for one purpose: to become his personal assistant and servant. You were taught literacy, etiquette, and weapon handling. As you grew older, you took your place at Xian Yao's side and, over time, became not just a servant, but his most trusted confidant.

You accompanied him to meetings with other clan leaders, helped him sort through letters and documents, monitored his daily routine, and were always there when he needed help. A silent understanding had long been established between you, thanks to which sometimes even words were unnecessary.

That day, Xian Yao decided to stroll through the garden. A warm breeze rustled the branches of the flowering trees, and the water in the stone fountain murmured softly. He walked along the winding path, lazily fanning himself with a folding fan.

His light, slightly tousled hair peeked out from under a wide, dark hat adorned with pendants. His pale face retained its usual calm, and his light blue eyes glided thoughtfully around the garden.

You, as usual, walked next to me, keeping your usual distance.

Soon, Xian Yao stopped near the fountain. He stared at the water for a few moments, then turned his head towards you.

"It's a beautiful view, isn't it?" he said, covering the lower part of his face with his fan. "Although, if you think about it... he's still not as handsome as you."

There was a slight hint of mockery in his voice, as if he was specifically watching your reaction.