Editor: Anuvrat
“What’s the matter?” Ye Zhong did not even bat an eyelid.
The two sturdy robed men glanced at each other. Originally, they thought that this legendary trash Young Master would be scared to the point of peeing. But he was so calm.
“Hehe, it’s like this. My Young Lady said today is the engagement day for all of us. Young Master Ye, you have to go, no matter what!” The sturdy robed man in front grinned and said.
Hearing this, Ye Zhong frowned as he vaguely remembered that today was the day of the engagement. However, why would he care so much about it now? What did it have to do with him? Moreover, the most important thing for him to do now was to cultivate.
Noticing that Ye Zhong seemed unwilling, the man in front continued to laugh, “Of course, my Young Lady knows that someone like Young Master Ye definitely doesn’t like her. Hence, my Young Lady hopes that Young Master Ye will request for the annulment of the engagement at tonight’s wedding banquet, and more importantly, you should do that … If not, Wang Mo is dead for sure!”
“Wang Mo!?” A cold glint flashed in Ye Zhong’s eyes. With his scheming mind, he immediately understood what was going on. These two should be Su Kui’s guards. Most likely, they had captured Wang Mo and wanted to force him to attend the wedding banquet and then break off the engagement at the banquet. In that case, his end wouldn’t be that good, right? It looked like the person who wanted his life was his fiancée, Su Kui?
“Lead the way.” After understanding this, Ye Zhong spoke plainly.
Hearing this, the two guards were stunned once again. Originally they wanted to use a more forceful method, but Ye Zhong’s performance today was unexpected. However, Ye Zhong could still go. They were not interested in someone destined to die.
With the two of them leading the way, they quickly arrived in front of the City Lord’s Mansion, which was located in the middle of Jiangzhou city.
One of the guards chuckled, “Young Master Ye Zhong, please.”
The two of them then prepared to take Ye Zhong into the City Lord’s Mansion.
Ye Zhong did not even look at them. Before they got close, he was already walking into the City Lord’s Mansion.
The guards at the left and right of the City Lord’s Mansion seemed to have known of Ye Zhong’s identity. They did not stop him, bowing and allowing him to enter the mansion.
After entering the City Lord’s mansion, there was a spacious yard. As Ye Zhong entered, a green figure rushed out of the yard.
“Liu Qingmeng” Ye Zhong spoke softly upon seeing the figure.
Liu Qingmeng’s figure that was about to step out trembled. This voice sounded extremely familiar to her, as if it had been lingering by her ears the past few days.
“Ye Zhong!?” Turning around, Liu Qingmeng looked at Ye Zhong’s face that was now as quiet as a lake in disbelief. Liu Qingmeng was also cultivating in the Feihong Martial House, so she naturally knew about this Ye Clan’s trash. But, why did this Ye Clan trash’s voice sound so similar to the person he had been searching for all this time?
“Can you do me a favor?” Ye Zhong looked at Liu Qingmeng and vaguely remembered that she was the Jiangzhou City Lord’s daughter. Initially, Ye Zhong was prepared to attend the wedding banquet just like that, but the moment he saw Liu Qingmeng, his heart was moved.
Liu Qingmeng hesitated for a moment, looking at Ye Zhong’s indifferent expression, before finally nodding. She subconsciously felt that Ye Zhong was the one she has been searching for all these days.
The two Su Clan guards who followed Ye Zhong were stunned, but Ye Zhong just came. They did not dare to stop Liu Qingmeng.
“What can I do for you? Tell me.” Liu Qingmeng was at a loss for a moment before she opened her mouth and said softly.
“Can you bring me some swords and sabers to the banquet place? I’ll wait for you.” Ye Zhong nodded with a smile before turning to leave.
Looking at Ye Zhong’s back, Liu Qingmeng suddenly recalled that today was the exaltation day when the Five Great Noble Clans, Ye Clan and Su Clan got engaged in Jiangzhou City! From today onwards, Ye Zhong’s fiancée would no longer be Yanjing’s number one beauty, Su Wenqing, but Su Kui!
But why did he need swords? Liu Qingmeng was momentarily stunned, but as soon as she turned around, she actually walked towards the City Lord’s Mansion’s armory. No matter what Ye Zhong wanted to do, she realized that she could not refuse his request.
Following the directions of the city guards, Ye Zhong arrived at the central hall of the City Lord’s Mansion. The hall was decorated with lanterns, huge red lanterns, and a huge red cloth. The atmosphere was jubilant. At this moment, there were already many people sitting on both sides of the hall. At the highest position, there were three imposing figures sitting straight. The person in the middle was the Jiangzhou City Lord, Liu Han.
Two guards escorted Ye Zhong to the hall, and quickly backed off. Ye Zhong was standing alone at the entrance of the hall.
A streak of blood-red sunlight fell upon the entrance of the hall. Ye Zhong’s expression was calm as he slowly stepped in.
Upon seeing Ye Zhong walk in, countless pairs of eyes fell on him instantly. However, they were all filled with scorn and indifference.
He had already determined that those sitting on his left should be from the Su Clan, one of the Five Great Noble Clans, while his right should be from the Ye Clan, also a Five Great Noble Clans. Amongst them, there were a lot of people who were brothers from the Ye Clan, but the way they looked at him was even more brazen than the Su Clan.
Ye Zhong scanned through the group of brothers, but did not pay attention to anyone else. Instead, his gaze quickly fell upon the people from the Su Clan.
At the closest position to the three spots, there were two figures in red wedding robes kneeling. They should be Su Wenqing and Su Kui.
Su Kui’s eyes flashed with a cold smile seeing Ye Zhong’s eyes. Since Ye Zhong was sent here by one of her guards, Su Kui was doomed whether she wanted to or not.
Ye Zhong’s gaze swept across Su Kui without stopping, and soon landed on another figure beside Su Kui. Ye Zhong was momentarily stunned, disbelief written all over his face.
The moment the people in the hall saw Ye Zhong enter the hall, they stared at Yanjing’s number one beauty, Su Wenqing, with a weird look on their faces. Many of them could not help but laugh coldly. Whether it was the Ye Clan or the Su Clan, they did not know how many people had feelings for Su Wenqing. Ye Zhong, who was once Su Wenqing’s fiancé in name, was naturally envied and hated by countless people. And everyone present today knew the purpose of this banquet, so Ye Zhong’s current expression only made them laugh coldly.
Ye Zhong looked at Su Wenqing who had a picturesque look on her face. She did not have an extreme beauty, but her orchid-like gentleness emanated from her bones. At this moment, although she was wearing a ceremony robe and her ink-like black hair was scattered over her shoulders, incomparably stirring.
At this moment, there was a faint trace of worry on her oval shaped face. Her brows were slightly furrowed, while an indescribable melancholy and blankness filled her eyes. She was like a fairy that had descended from the clouds. She was incomparably gentle, yet incomparably distant.
This kind of gaze, this kind of temperament, made him feel as if his soul had left his body ……
Ye Zhong was startled, and let out a long breath before regaining his senses. He already understood that the person in front of him had a temperament similar to that of his master, Bu Yan. For some reason, there would always be times when she would be lost in thought.
The moment he was stunned, Ye Zhong understood that the girl in front of him was not his Master, Bu Yan. In that case, he had nothing to do with her.
Ye Zhong regained his composure, he really did not know Yanjing’s number one beauty, Su Wenqing. Although he had a few guesses at the moment, he wasn’t interested in confirming his thoughts.
“Ye Zhong, it’s good that you’re here.” The person sitting on the left suddenly smiled and said, “Today you are one of the main characters. If you don’t come, then it would be disrespectful to our Ye Clan.”
Ye Zhong swept his gaze over him and recognized that this was his father’s younger brother, who was called Ye Wuyan. He had some status in the Clan and was the person in charge of the change of marriage between the Ye Clan and the Su Clan.
“This is the Jiangzhou City Lord, Liu Han, you should have met him before” Ye Wuyan looked at Liu Han, who was sitting in the middle, then his gaze swept across and landed on the furthest right side of the hall. At this moment, a man wearing a white robe is standing on top of him, “This is Brother Su Hao from the Su Clan, he will be your relative in the future, you shouldn’t have met him yet”.
Hearing this, Su Hao turned his head slightly and his sight fell on Ye Zhong, with a faint smile on his face. He was already close to forty years old this year, but because of his good maintenance, he looked to be in his early thirties. His stature wasn’t tall, and his appearance wasn’t refined, but it gave off a refreshing feeling.
After staring at Ye Zhong with a faint smile for a moment, Su Hao suddenly took out a red card from the table in front of him. With a flick of his finger, the card landed in the middle of the hall, and an indifferent voice sounded.
“Crawl over there and pick up that card. From now on, you are my Su Clan’s son-in-law. Besides my Su Clan, no one else can bully you. Even the Ye Clan!”
Ye Zhong’s attention fell onto the red thread. He raised his head and looked at Su Kui and Su Hao with a calm expression. It seemed like these people did not know about what happened at the Feihong Martial House. However, this was good as well. Only then would he be able to give them a big surprise.
“Ye … Ye Zhong!?”
At this critical moment, Liu Qingmeng was holding a big pile of sabers and swords. She carefully poked her cute head out from the side of the hall. When she saw this scene, she was stunned. What was this situation?
“You’re here to pull it?” A rare smile appeared on Ye Zhong’s face as he turned to look at Liu Qingmeng, “Thank you, follow me well.”
Ye Zhong did not waste any more time with words, and reached out to grab the sword in Liu Qingmeng’s arms. He turned his head slightly and his gaze fell upon the three men seated in the main hall.
“Qiang—— (*Clang!*) “
(TL note: onomatopoeia describes the metallic sound)
The long sword was unsheathed and the remaining sunlight scattered onto the sword’s body. It flickered slightly like a bloody light.