Volume 11.5 Chapter 38

What sort of idea is that? Su Li hugged stupefied Xu Yanran. You can forget about using Sister Yanran, you hear? Young Master Hua, tell him.

Genius, Hua Qing declared. Youre throwing a long line to catch a big fist, huh? You plan to investigate Hero Zhuo through Zhuo Yupin, correct?

As expected, Hua Gezi knows me best. Ming Feizhen performed a small chin raise at Hua Qing.

Hua Qing saluted Ming Feizhen. Two birds with one stone, nice.

Exactly.

Youre going to prevent Zhuo Yupin from marrying Yanran.

Bingo.

Zhuo Fengru wouldnt stand for his sons humiliation, so hell try to attack you. Then, youll beat him and pry his secrets out.

Nice!

Finally, youll marry Yanran, thereby completing your shifus task, too! Excellent!

Fantastic!

Wait. That last part Su Li jumped in front of Xu Yanran. Wow, you scoundrel! Young Master Hua, youre no better!

Miss Su, we should be happy a man and a woman can love and be together. Thats not to mention my brother has a bright future.

Hes already taking you to brothels at his young age. By the time he grows up, hell be a calamitous playboy. Sister Yanran will become a victim.

Xu Yanran mightve been a white sheet when it came to romance, especially when she had to minimise interaction with anyone over the last year, but her face was beet red. Aside from Hua Qing, Ming Feizhen was the second man she spent the most time with. While he was often an oddball, hearing his roundabout confession sent butterflies into her stomach. Fingers interlocked, she muttered, So that is why you wanted me to call off our engagement

Ming Feizhen: No, dont get the wrong idea. Im not interested in you.

Su Li: Ming Feizhen!

Hua Qing: What the hell, bro?! Didnt you say you like Yanran?

When did I say that? Ming Feizhen cleared his throat. Enough games. We need to divide up our jobs. Su Li, how much money you have left?

Not much.

Use it all, then.

Su Li widened her eyes.

Spend it on some invitations sealed with a golden leaf. Hire some famous martial artists and whatnot to act as witnesses. No rush. Just get it sorted before the day after.

The day after?! You you Dont you forget this! Su Li called for her attendant.

Venerable Kongcang.

Amitabha.

Escort Su Li and her attendant from the shadows. In consideration of your current predicament, take this sect-special pill. In an emergency, simply threw it into the air. Whatever the threat is, I promise you will be able to come back for a midnight snack.

Kongcang perused the pill he was handed. Oh! Based on this special shape of the pill, doesnt it create this, Kongcang gestured with his hand, symbol in the sky? Isnt this Shaolins signal?!

My sect lives by the refrain, Their property is our property. Our property is our property. Therefore, there is only one family in under heaven. Just use it.

When Ming Feizhen turned to him, Hua Qing puffed out his chest.

Go find a bouquet.

Your delegation decisions need to be reconsidered, dont you think?!

What is everyone talking about? The thirty-year-old beauty entered without reserve as she was already familiar with everyone. Your liveliness has really brought my home to life.

Su Li conveyed, We apologise for the unruly ruckus, Lady Zhuo.

Subsequent to exchanging a few words with Su Li, Lady Zhuo said to Xu Yanran, Yanrna, Ive made you a new set of clothes. Come over to my room to try it on.

I would be glad to. Your needlework must definitely be extraordinary. Xu Yanran cheerfully left with Lady Zhuo.

Ming Feizhen long after they left: Is it just me, or is Lady Zhuo really beautiful?

Hua Qing: Bro even if you suspect the man, you dont need to go after his lady, do you?

Su Li: Exactly. And how old are you? Shes old enough to be your mother.

You got it wrong Ming Feizhen gave up on providing an explanation since he couldnt see a way of clearing the air no matter what. Perhaps its my imagination. Else, its as Hua Gezi said: there;s a lot more to this family than what meets the eye.

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On the day of the bouquet throwing event, the host, Ming Feizhen, focused on eating his pear and pork shoulders soup in the restaurant instead of attending to logistics.

Ming Feizhen, what are you trying to pull?! Zhuo Yupin was ready to evolve into a trigger-happy slasher. Whats going on outside?! Huh?! What gives you the right to hold a bouquet throwing event?

Ming Feizhen grouched, Whats it to you? You think you can stop people holding a bouquet-throwing event just because youre Hero Zhuos son?

Whats it to me?! It pertains to my happiness!

In that case, dont sabotage it. If you think you have whatever right it is, participate.

How am I sabotaging it when this is my bouquet throwing event?!

Ming Feizhen held the event in Zhuo Yupins name. Consequently, people flocked to the location in droves, unaware of the fact that the host and Zhuo Fengru werent affiliated. Even if Hero Zhuo wasnt enough to attract a crowd, the fact that it was the first ever bouquet-throwing event for a man would pique the interests of many people.

Yes, its your bouquet-throwing event, but why cant I host it? Explain.

Zhuo Yupin was far too livid for his brain to operate properly. I, you, I Marriage is decided on by parents and matchmakers. Are you my parent?

Im your matchmaker.

Never hired you! Zhuo Yupin couldnt beat Ming Feizhen in a fight, and he couldnt win a war of words against Ming Feizhen, either. Well, hed eventually be angry enough to start swinging, only to be bodied, so it made no difference either way. No matter who the girls you call in are, Ill never approve!

Wow.

Wow, what?!

Talk too big and you might bite your tongue.

Im a man of my word. No matter who it is, I wont accept!

Say it again if youre so tough!

I said, no matter who it is, I wont accept!

You going to oppose me, are you?!

Damn right I am. What can you do about it? Force me to marry a girl?

Say that one more time, tough guy!

Ill even say it ten more times! Ill even write it down!

I dare you to write it down!

Ill write it right now!

Zhuo Yupin wrote down in on one breath, No matter who Ming Feizhen throws the bouquet to, I, Zhuo Yupin, do not accept the results. I spit in your face, spit, spit, spit, with the three spit repeats written in extra-large font, accompanied by a literal spit on the way out.

Hua Qing returned shortly after Zhuo Yupins departure. Howd it go?

Ming Feizhen held the sheet up. Go tell Yanran to catch the bouquet.

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