A Joke at the Drinking Table

"Oh? Such formidable individuals exist?"

Mu Dinggua was somewhat surprised. Xuanyuan Long's strength was unfathomable, making him the most extraordinary person he had ever encountered.

He believed that the disciple Xuanyuan Long had trained would also be quite skilled.

To be able to rival him, that person must be a renowned figure in Jiangcheng.

"Isn't it the young man you brought here? But I have to say, this child is young and absurd in his actions, with a dangerously strong inclination towards killing. He is not a good match."

Xuanyuan Long's evaluation was harsh, but it was not without truth.

"No way? I've seen what he was like when he was a child, and it seemed like..."

Mu Dinggua wanted to explain further, but upon reflection, he realized that he wasn't really familiar with him.

As he spoke, he found himself unable to continue.

Shaking his head, Xuanyuan Long said, "That's your business. I'm not concerned. Let's talk about the matters between our two families."

Awkwardly, Mu Dinggua replied, "Of course, of course. The children are no longer young."

Xuanyuan Long shook his head and took out a document, handing it over. He said, "No, no, no. I can see that your granddaughter seems to dislike arranged marriages. Let's treat the past as a joke. Take back this marriage contract."

Ye Feng stared fixedly at the marriage contract.

How confusing.

Master, she was the wife I had longed for in my dreams.

Are you really pushing her away like this?

Forget it, forget it. I'll just cremate you directly when you need medical attention in the future.

"No, no, please." Mu Dinggua clearly held Xuanyuan Long in high regard. He pointed to Ye Feng and asked Mu Jianping, "Granddaughter, you tell me. Are you satisfied with the groom I've chosen for you?"

Mu Jianping had long noticed Ye Feng.

In her eyes, Ye Feng was handsome and elegant, like jade among flowers, a youthful and ignorant young man.

In short, he fit her aesthetic taste.

However, when it came to martial strength, she still had some doubts, so she said, "It's up to Grandfather to decide."

Mu Dinggua proudly said, "You see, my granddaughter has no objections."

Helpless, Xuanyuan Long had to take back the document and said, "Then let them get to know each other. If they are not suitable, Xiaoping, I will never force you."

Blushing, Mu Jianping nodded.

"No!"

Suddenly, a resounding voice echoed throughout the entire hall.

Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice.

Ling Feng, who was lying on the sofa, had awakened at some point.

Ling Feng stood up and shouted, "I disagree. She is my fiancée."

Mu Dinggua was seeing the adult Ling Feng for the first time and hesitantly asked, "Who are you?"

Mu Nanwang quickly whispered, "He is Ling Feng."

Mu Dinggua's face changed to a kind one and he said, "So you are Ling's nephew. Welcome, welcome."

Ling Feng was obviously in good health now and full of vigor. He said, "Didn't your family promise to betroth Jianping sister to me? How can you now betroth her to someone else?"

Betrothed to you?

Since when?

Mu Dinggua looked confused, as if he had developed senile dementia and couldn't remember things anymore.

After calming his jumbled thoughts a bit, Mu Dinggua asked, "Where did Ling's nephew hear such words? When did you two become engaged? How come I don't know about it?"

Ling Feng widened his eyes, "Nineteen years ago, my mom said you arranged a childhood engagement for us. Are you trying to back out of the marriage? And she also asked me to inquire about the dowry."

Mu Dinggua was dumbfounded, "I can't remember such a thing. Do you have any tokens of our engagement or a marriage contract?"

Ling Feng shook his head, "My mom didn't give me anything like that. She just told me to bring up the matter when I visit your family."

Nineteen years ago was not an important event, and Mu Dinggua had no recollection of it.

"It couldn't be you who arranged it."

Mu Dinggua cast a suspicious look at his son.

Mu Nanwang quickly waved his hands, "How is that possible? I never went to the Ling family's house. When you all went that time, I was working at the company."

Mu Dinggua recalled it; indeed, his son was taking over the business that year, and he only had the time to go out and have fun.

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead.

He remembered that he had visited the Ling family back then.

Mu Jianping, being curious about young children, took a look and even held them.

At that time, Ling Feng's mother said, "I think the two children have a connection. Why not have my son marry your daughter?"

Mu Jianping, who had been drinking a bit, thought Ling's mother was joking and casually agreed.

Can a joke at a drinking table be taken seriously?

If that were the case, how many daughters would his son have to marry?

Mu Dinggua had no choice but to explain, "Ling Feng, it was just a joke at the drinking table. It's not meant to be taken seriously."

But Ling Feng didn't accept it, "My mom said we had an engagement. If you back out, then I won't help you with your illness."

If this happened an hour ago, the Mu family would still consider it.

But now...

Xuanyuan Long had already taken action and cured Old Master Mu in just a short fifteen minutes.

Otherwise, Mu Dinggua wouldn't be able to appear in the hall.

He would still be lying in bed.

Mu Dinggua chuckled, "That's not a problem. You don't have to help me with the illness, but it's kind of you to make the trip. I still owe you travel expenses."

Mu Nanwang, who was beside them, handed over a bank card with a discerning eye, "There's one million in here. Consider it your travel expenses."

Ling Feng directly threw the card to the ground, "My mom said the minimum fee is ten million every time."

Ten million! Wasn't that extortion?

Mu Nanwang was about to refuse, but Mu Dinggua said, "Ten million is ten million. I did drink too much back then, causing this misunderstanding. I apologize. Nanwang, give him the money. Consider it an apology."

Mu Dinggua knew that Ling Feng's parents were extraordinary individuals and didn't want to offend an inexplicable enemy.

It's just ten million, consider it a lesson learned.

Mu Nanwang had no choice but to pick up the card and hand it back to Ling Feng, saying, "I'll transfer the money right away. Let's not mention this childhood engagement."

Ling Feng shook his head, "No, my mom said we had an engagement. Jianping sister is my fiancée."

Mu Nanwang couldn't stand it anymore, "My dad has already explained the situation. Must we resort to coercion?"

"If you want to back out of the marriage, I'll tell my mom."

As Ling Yun spoke, he even attempted to grab Mu Jianping.

He seemed determined to take it by force.

"Bang."

Another leap, Ling Yun experienced the sensation of soaring through the air for the third time.

"Master Xuanyuan, Ling Yun's parents are extraordinary individuals. It would be unwise to offend them."

Mu Dinggua anxiously looked at the figurine embedded in the wall and said, "Xuanyuan Long, please be cautious. I mean, it's best if we can avoid provoking the people from the Ling family."

Xuanyuan Long, however, nonchalantly replied, "Rest assured, I will stay here during these days. If anyone comes knocking, I will take action."

Mu Dinggua responded with a complex expression, "I mean, it's better not to provoke the Ling family if we can help it."

Intentionally furrowing his brows, Xuanyuan Long pretended to be annoyed and said, "Are you afraid that I won't be able to handle them, or is it that you don't welcome me staying here?"

Mu Dinggua quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, Xuanyuan brother, you misunderstood."

Since they had already offended the Ling family, it was absolutely crucial for Xuanyuan Long to avoid further provocation.

Mu Dinggua was a shrewd and thoughtful person, and he understood the situation very well.

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