Chapter 60: The Unseen Battlefield
The dance floor, grand and luminous, had become the center of a silent war.
Qingxue remained as serene as ever, her silver-blue eyes unreadable as Li Shen led her through each step with practiced ease. His touch was light yet assured, his golden gaze locked onto her with an interest that was both playful and unreadable.
"You're surprisingly calm," Li Shen murmured, tilting his head slightly. "Most girls would be flustered in this situation."
Qingxue met his gaze, utterly indifferent. "Then they are not me."
His chuckle was low, amused. "Indeed."
Yet before their conversation could continue, another presence loomed.
Gu Zeyan.
Without breaking stride, he extended his hand toward Qingxue. "May I cut in?"
Li Shen arched a brow, his smirk never faltering. "I didn't realize we were playing by such old-fashioned rules."
Gu Zeyan's golden eyes were unwavering. "It's not about rules. It's about what's mine."
The statement sent a ripple of awareness through the room.
A challenge. A claim.
For the first time, Qingxue's gaze flickered with something unreadable. But before she could respond, another voice interrupted.
"Enough."
Qiuhan.
His voice was soft, yet the chill in it sent an undeniable message.
The music had not stopped, but the energy in the air had shifted.
Qiuhan stepped forward, his silver-blue eyes cold as frost as he stared at both men.
"You two are making a spectacle," he stated flatly, his young yet imposing presence demanding their attention. "And I find it tedious."
The words, so calmly spoken, were a slap to the tension building between Gu Zeyan and Li Shen.
Neither spoke immediately.
It was Qingxue who broke the silence.
With effortless grace, she withdrew her hand from Li Shen's and stepped back.
"The dance is over," she said simply.
It was a dismissal.
A quiet, absolute rejection of whatever power struggle had just unfolded between the two young masters.
Then, without another word, she turned to Qiuhan, who offered his hand.
Qingxue took it without hesitation.
The message was clear—her loyalty belonged only to her twin.
The rest?
Insignificant.