The streets in Taicang County weren't very wide, but the street leading to Cheng Manor was wide beyond recognition. Even if eight horses were to run side by side, there wouldn't be any problems.
However, all the carriages that came to celebrate the birthday were lined up in a straight line, so there weren't any particularly crowded or traffic jams.
Just as He Yiming thought that they would have to line up at the back and wait for the carriages to move forward at a snail's pace, he saw Eldest Uncle and Father pat their horses' heads and directly step into the center of the road.
This time, everyone looked over, but those people didn't make a ruckus or dissatisfaction. Instead, they revealed flattering smiles and cupped their hands to greet He Quan Ming.
However, He Quan Ming didn't answer them one by one. He only smiled and slowly nodded. No one knew who he was responding to. However, he would occasionally stop and talk to a few people.
Those who talked to him all had their heads held high and their chests puffed out. It was as if they had encountered something amazing.
He Yiming clicked his tongue in amazement. He didn't think that his father would have such prestige here.
Suddenly, He Yixuan asked, "Sixth Brother, how is our He Clan's prestige?"
He Yiming quickly nodded and said, "It's very impressive."
"Of course. If we can't even do this, then what's the point of talking about the Three Great Clans?" He Yixuan's eyes were filled with pride.
He Yitian, who was following closely behind He Quan Xin and his brother, also turned his head and said in a low voice, "Yiming, now that you're one of the famous people in the He Clan, you have to be more reserved when you go in later. Don't ruin the clan's reputation."
He Yiming responded heavily. However, his heart was at a loss. Although his internal energy was strong, he still didn't know much about the ways of the world. He didn't understand how to be reserved. However, he soon thought of a way. He just had to follow his eldest brother's example.
Before the He Clan arrived at Cheng Manor, someone came out of the manor to welcome them.
It was a stout and simple-looking middle-aged man. He was dressed in red silk clothes that represented festivity, and there was a lively smile on his face. It was as if these He family members were his close friends.
From afar, this middle-aged man shouted loudly, "Brother Quan Ming, your presence truly brings light to my humble dwelling. Eh, even Brother Quan Xin is here … "
He Quan Xin and his brother dismounted with smiles and cupped their hands in greeting. However, compared to He Quan Ming, the smile on He Quan Xin's face was much stiffer. Fortunately, everyone knew that he was a martial fanatic, so no one took offense.
He Yiming and the others dismounted from their horses at the same time as their father. He Yiming slightly turned his body and said softly: "Yiming, this is the eldest son of the second generation of the Cheng family, Cheng Jiahui. Although his internal strength hasn't reached the ninth level, he is at the peak of the eighth level. He is known as the second master of the Cheng family. His reputation is even above second uncle and third uncle."
Nodding slightly, He Yiming was a bit wary of this man who looked like a merchant.
Cheng Jiahui and He Quan Xin exchanged a few words. Suddenly, he looked at the small characters. However, his gaze only swept past He Yiming and the others before finally landing on He Yiming.
He chuckled and said: "Brother Quan Ming, I heard that another seventh level cultivator has appeared in the third generation of your manor. Did he come today?"
He Quan Ming laughed loudly and said: "Brother Jiahui, my son did come. How could he not come to celebrate Old Master Cheng's birthday?"
He beckoned with his hand. Although He Yiming was unwilling, he couldn't do anything. He could only slowly walk forward and bow to Cheng Jiahui, saying: "This nephew greets Uncle Cheng."
"No need for formalities, no need for formalities." Cheng Jiahui hurriedly helped him up and said: "Virtuous nephew is truly a dragon among men. Your reputation is well-deserved."
He Yiming scolded inwardly, How did you see that I was a dragon among men? However, he didn't dare to ask this directly. He could only copy his father and maintain an almost professional smile on his face.
Of course, his acting skills couldn't compare to his father's, but he was somewhat similar to Eldest Uncle He Quan Xin.
While the people on the side of the road didn't dare to approach and chat with them, they watched from afar and faintly heard their conversation.
When He Yiming walked out, the voices on the side of the road grew louder. Almost everyone was curious about this young expert from the He Family. Even those who didn't care at first wanted to take a look.
Cheng Jiahui's expression changed and he glanced at the side of the road.
When he was talking with the He Family just now, he was smiling amiably. However, when he turned around, his expression was as black as the bottom of a pot. His eyes flashed and revealed a fierce killing intent.
Instantly, the crowd on the side of the road became much more obedient. No one dared to make a ruckus.
He Yiming took in all of this and couldn't help but have a higher opinion of him in his heart. He was worthy of being called the number one expert of the Cheng Family's second generation.
He Quan Xin and his brother turned a blind eye to Cheng Jiahui's actions. Perhaps there were rich people in the crowd outside, but in this remote county, even the government's power was pitifully weak, let alone their family clans.
In Taicang County, other than the Three Aristocratic Families, it was rare to see a cultivator who had reached the eighth layer of inner strength. This was also the biggest reason why the Three Aristocratic Families were able to dominate the county.
In front of the Three Aristocratic Families, these people didn't have anything to be proud of. If they really provoked the Three Aristocratic Families and came to kill them, probably no one would stand up for them.
Thus, when Cheng Jiahui put on a serious face, everyone kept quiet out of fear and didn't dare to speak.
After a while, He Quan Ming coughed lightly and said, "Brother Jiahui, today is the Old Master's birthday. Let's go in quickly."
Only then did Cheng Jiahui put on a smile again and said, "Brother Quan Ming is right. Let's go in."
Under his lead, everyone entered the Cheng Mansion's main gate.
As a large family clan that was on par with the Cheng Family, one could imagine the treatment that the He Family received. Not only were they allowed to enter the main hall, but all of the younger generation also had their own seats.
Of course, He Quan Xin and He Quan Ming were invited to the main seat. In the entire Taicang County, not many people had the right to do so.
This time, the Cheng Mansion's guests could be said to be a sea of people. Although there were banquets in the front hall, main hall, and side halls, there was still a surge of people.
He Yiming was secretly shocked, but he also looked forward to it.
This was the foundation and connections of a century-old family clan. It wasn't something that the He Family could compare to.
After a while, someone hurriedly ran in and whispered a few words in Cheng Jiahui's ear. The Cheng Family's First Master apologized to the people at the main seat and left.
Not long after, he walked in with a few people.
He Yiming's gaze fell on them, and his eyes instantly focused. He had already recognized two of them.
One was Xu Xiangci, and the other was naturally Xu Yude. As for Xu Yucai, who was with Xu Yude, he didn't see him. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Although that Xu Yucai couldn't have been killed by him, he was still heavily injured. If he wanted to fully recover, it would take at least ten days to half a month.
After the Xu Family entered the main hall, their gazes immediately met with the He Family's. Although there was a trace of a smile on each of their faces, everyone's eyes suddenly became sharp.
However, this kind of contest only lasted for a moment before it was restrained. After all, this was the Cheng Family's territory. No one was willing to take the initiative to provoke the Cheng Family's Old Master on his 80th birthday. That would only bring negative influence to the family, and definitely not in the interest of the entire family.
Suddenly, He Yiming felt as if a substantial gaze had fallen on him.
He had this kind of feeling, and that was that the owner of this gaze was extremely powerful. Among the experts he had sensed, only his uncle and the reclusive old servant in the library had such a strong gaze.
Of course, his grandfather's inner strength cultivation was a level higher than theirs, but his grandfather had never used this kind of gaze to look at him.
Slowly turning his head, he suddenly saw a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his thirties. This person nodded slightly at him with a smile.
He Yiming was slightly startled. His heart was unwilling, and he reluctantly nodded in return.
He already recognized that this person was also a member of the Xu Family, but he didn't know this person's background.
"Yiming, this is Xu Xiangqian, the Fourth Master of the Xu Family's second generation. A few months ago, he broke through the eighth layer barrier and reached the ninth layer." He Yiming looked around and saw Yiming and the Xu Family's Fourth Master exchanging glances. He immediately said softly.
He Yiming's heart trembled. He deeply looked at the Fourth Master again, firmly engraving his appearance in his heart.
Cheng Jiahui's arrangement was extremely interesting. The two elders of the Xu Family who came to congratulate him were also invited to the main seat. As for the younger generation, although they were also arranged to sit in the same seat, they were far from the He Family's seat.
It was very clear that these people from the Cheng Family didn't wish for any kind of all-out battle to take place at the Old Master's birthday banquet.
Not long after the Xu and He Family's people arrived, a burly old man with white hair and a red complexion walked into the main hall amidst the sounds of gongs and drums. He was surrounded by a few young people.
When this old man appeared, everyone stood up at the same time.
He Yiming silently watched this old man. He sensed the powerful aura that surged out of the old man's body and immediately knew his origin.
As expected, during the following introductions, the current head of the Cheng Family, Cheng Ningsheng, sat at the head of the table.
The birthday banquet immediately began. Countless programs flowed one after another like flowing water. Everyone sitting at the head of the table was all smiles, as if they would never get tired of watching.
After a few hours like this, the sky was dark, but the atmosphere at the banquet was still abnormally thick.
He Yiming lightly shook his head. He excused himself and left the banquet to get some fresh air.
PS: Today is Sunday, tomorrow is Monday. As usual, there will be an additional chapter tomorrow ^ _ ^
The first chapter will be updated at midnight. The second chapter will be updated in the morning. The third chapter will be updated in the evening.
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