"Sir, the people from Bi Wan Nation are here again. This time, they have an extraordinary bearing. He said that the princess is his niece and wants to apologize to you. "Boss Sang walked over and reported.
"Oh!" Yue Qianchou turned his head and said, "Could it be that a Prince has come as well? That's good, I don't have to make a trip myself. Let them come! "
Boss Sang handed him the three money pouches and went out to fetch the people. Yue Qianchou put the money pouches on the table and said with a smile, "Are you done dividing them? If you are, then pack them up! "
Furong grunted and excitedly packed the three piles of gold and silver, handing them to the two. Zhang Peng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mistress!"
Seeing that the two had hung the money pouches on their waists, Furong imitated them.
Outside Guangying Inn, as a powerful Prince of Bi Wan Nation, this was the first time Wen Youyuan was summoned outside a small inn. After a while, Boss Sang came out and cupped his hands at them. "Sir is inside, please follow me."
Wen Youyuan cupped his hands in thanks and the four followed him in. When he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, Wen Youyuan couldn't help but feel nervous. The person he wanted to see was not someone from the secular circle at all, but an immortal-like figure that was above the secular world. He wouldn't put him, a king, in his eyes at all. To put it bluntly, if he was not related to the Ancestor Wen Lanfeng, the other party would not even bother to pay attention to him.
This time, he would not rashly barge in. Although he did not bring many guards, he still waved two guards to stand outside. As soon as he entered, his eyes fell on the young man who was calmly waving a large fan in the middle. The woman was naturally not Sir Nongzhu. That big man with eyes all over his body was even more unlikely to be a living immortal.
Although he was nervous, he could not help but praise him. As expected of an earth immortal, someone who was estimated to be more than a thousand years old was still so young. He walked quickly and bowed deeply, saying respectfully, "Bi Wan Nation's Wen Youyuan pays his respects to Sir." He did not dare to call himself this Prince.
Wen Bai also bowed. Boss Sang stopped at the courtyard entrance and did not follow in to disturb them.
"There is no need for such formalities. Say it! Why are you looking for me? "Yue Qianchou asked. He still had to put on the airs of an expert.
Wen Youyuan did not dare to raise his head as he said, "Junior's niece is a scholar. She did not know that she had offended Mister. After Junior learned of this, I was truly terrified and came over to apologize …"
"Enough." Yue Qianchou snorted coldly. "Just for this? Didn't I say that I would let bygones be bygones? Do I have to reply again? You don't take my words seriously? "He glanced at Wen Bai indifferently.
A ghastly and terrifying aura instantly enveloped the two of them. This kind of aura that brought them to the brink of despair was something the two of them had never experienced in their lives. Then, a faint bone-piercing chill touched their bodies, causing them to feel as though their bodies were about to be frozen stiff. Their upper teeth were chattering as they shivered.
Wen Youyuan wanted to open his mouth to explain, but he found it difficult to even speak. He glanced at Wen Bai out of the corner of his eye and was even more shocked. He naturally knew that Wen Bai was a cultivator, but Wen Bai's entire body was on the verge of collapse, as though he could collapse to the ground at any moment. It was obvious that the pain he was enduring was even greater than his own.
He was immediately scared out of his wits. He thought to himself, 'My life is over! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come here! '
In fact, Wen Bai had already entered a semi-conscious state. One must know that the power of the Netherworld Ghost Flame was something that even Zi Yi, who was in the late stages of Crossing Tribulation, could not withstand, let alone an early stage Nascent Soul like him. Yue Qianchou knew that words were useless. If he wanted to convince the other party that he was Mister Nongzhu, he had to show off his power.
Wen Youyuan did have a trace of doubt just now. Was this young man really that Mister Nongzhu? Although this thought only flashed by, he was now sure of it without a doubt. This kind of coercion was not something that could be achieved with aura, but with a divine ability!
Although the power of the Netherworld Ghost Flame only affected the two people in front of him, Furong and Zhang Peng were sensitive enough to capture a little bit of horror. Coupled with the two people's dying expressions, they immediately understood that it was Yue Qianchou showing his might.
"I'll give Wen Lanfeng face this time. If there's a next time, think about the consequences yourself. Scram! "Yue Qianchou shouted lightly and withdrew the coercion that the black fire gave to the two people.
The two people immediately felt as if they had returned to the side of a warm stove from an ice cave. After a while, they slowly recovered and bowed as if they had been pardoned. They did not dare to say any more nonsense.
When the two people walked to the gate of the courtyard, a faint voice came from behind them, "Wait!" The two people slowly turned around as if they were struck by lightning. Their faces were deathly pale. Could it be that he changed his mind again and wanted to kill the two of them?
Yue Qianchou waved his fan and said with a faint smile, "Prince Wen, I just happen to have something that I need your help with. I wonder if it will be troublesome?"
Wen Youyuan looked at the smile on his face and could not help but shiver. This strange person's temper was really hard to fathom. The speed at which he changed his attitude was really fast. He had just made a thunderous move and now he sprinkled rain. He quickly walked over and bowed, "I don't dare. Mister, please tell me. This junior will do his best."
"I heard that the Dayan Kingdom is holding some kind of martial arts competition to select a son-in-law. The participants are all people of status." Yue Qianchou closed his fan and pointed at Zhang Peng, saying, "I'll have to trouble you to help my follower register as a member of the upper class of the Bi Wan Kingdom. We will also go and join in the fun."
"Ah …" Wen Youyuan was startled and did not have the demeanor that a Prince should have. He could not wrap his head around it. Why would such a person care about a son-in-law?
"Why? If it is difficult, then forget it. I won't see you out! "Yue Qianchou slowly turned around.
"It is not difficult, it is not difficult. Mister has misunderstood. This junior is glad to be able to serve Mister. How can there be any difficulty?" Wen Youyuan immediately cupped his hands towards Zhang Peng and said, "This junior wants to know Mister's name."
"Zhang Peng," Zhang Peng replied indifferently.
"So it is Mister Zhang Peng. I will remember it. This junior will immediately handle it." Wen Youyuan bowed towards Yue Qianchou and hurriedly left with the few people.
Prince? Hehe! That's all there is to it. Yue Qianchou raised his eyebrows and opened his fan. He walked in front of Furong and stretched out his hand with a smile, saying, "Let's go. I will teach you how to spend money." Furong nodded excitedly, grabbed his hand and followed him happily.
The three of them strolled along the bustling streets of Da Yang City. Because they had taken the Breath Concealing Pill, they were not afraid of being recognized as cultivators.
Zhang Peng followed behind the two of them and silently looked around. Yue Qianchou held Furong's hand and waved his large fan, looking like a hedonistic son of a rich family. On the other hand, it was Furong's first time on the streets of the secular world. Faced with the people coming and going, the continuous flow of horse carriages, and the dazzling array of shops on both sides of the street, she felt that two eyes were not enough. Look and look!
"If you like anything, you can use the money in your pouch to buy it." Yue Qianchou pointed at the shops on both sides of the street and smiled. Letting her understand the ways of the world in the secular world was better than educating her. This was called making her sensible first.
"En!" Furong nodded a little nervously. She looked around and prepared to choose her first target. Suddenly, her eyes fell on a few children who were dancing on the side of the street. The boys and girls were like carved jade, innocent and lively, and their smiles were as bright as the sun. They looked really cute.
"I'll buy them." Furong directly pointed at the children.
Yue Qianchou and Zhang Peng felt as if they were struck by lightning and were stunned for a long time … Then, Zhang Peng, who was as big as him, lowered his head and looked around for something. Where did my money go? This caused the passersby to also look at the road.
"Uh … you can't buy that." Yue Qianchou smiled awkwardly and hurriedly dragged her into a shop. He began to teach her how to buy things step by step, and even how to bargain. He also began to carefully teach her some things about the ways of the world.
After a few practice sessions, Furong fully displayed a woman's talent for shopping. She improved at a godly speed, and the price she haggled caused Yue Qianchou and Zhang Peng to be dumbstruck. She was really good at helping Yue Qianchou save money.
The more Furong talked, the more courageous she became. From the looks of it, it seemed as if she wanted to go to all the shops in Da Yang City one by one. Yue Qianchou always had a doting attitude towards this girl. Thus, he took a few deep breaths and prepared to risk his life to accompany his wife to go shopping.
Zhang Peng carried more and more things in his arms and shoulders. He had no choice but to find a hidden place to throw them into his storage pouch. He couldn't understand. What was the use of those stone stools, doors, weights, and the like? Was it because they were cheap? In his heart, he secretly decided not to do it again. In the future, he would resolutely refuse to go shopping with women. It was too scary! It was even scarier than being ambushed on the battlefield!
"The owner of this shop is too unscrupulous. I'm not buying from him. Let's go to another shop!" Furong angrily pulled Yue Qianchou out of a toilet bowl shop. In the beginning, it was Yue Qianchou who pulled her, but now, it was she who pulled Yue Qianchou.
Yue Qianchou staggered from her pull and almost tripped over the doorsill. He repeatedly nodded his head, "En." His heart was filled with endless joy. It turned out that bringing a woman shopping was the fastest way to educate her. This trip was not made in vain! Continue, continue!
Zhang Peng, who was following behind, almost burst into tears. He thought to himself, Master! What a pure and innocent woman! She didn't even spend an afternoon! She was educated to this extent by you!
On the bustling street, there was a person following the three from afar. It was none other than Wen Youyuan's son, Wen Chongzheng. Guangying Tavern had been booked by someone. The three of them matched the number of men and women. In addition, the owner of the tavern had respectfully sent them out. It was likely that the person waving the large fan was Mister Nongzhu, who had caused his father to leave in such a sorry state.
Although they were strolling on the bustling street, it had to be said that Zhang Peng's vigilance was not something an ordinary person could compare to. After strolling along a few streets, he discovered that the same person was following them from afar. He immediately transmitted his voice to Yue Qianchou, "Master, there's someone following us."
Yue Qianchou nodded slightly. When they reached the entrance of an alley, he pulled Furong along and the three of them walked in together. Not long after, a person had just stuck his head into the alley to take a look when Zhang Peng, who was guarding the entrance, reached out and grabbed him by the neck. He directly dragged him in and threw him to the ground.
Yue Qianchou smiled as he put away his fan and said, "You like to follow? Zhang Peng, break his pair of dog legs first. "
The person following them was naturally Wen Chongzheng. He was dizzy from the fall, but when he heard this, he immediately sobered up. He hurriedly begged for mercy, "Mister Nongzhu, Mister Nongzhu, it's a misunderstanding. It's really a misunderstanding."
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