Chapter 7

Outside the city lord's residence, a crowd had gathered. Jiang Zhenhai and his son stood at the entrance, watching the grand wedding procession, which resembled a dragon, gradually approach. A sneer involuntarily appeared on their lips.

"Did you see, Father? By making such a grand show of the marriage, Murong Zhan is not only trying to make us a laughingstock but also to overwhelm us with his grandeur," Jiang Chen said.

"Hmph! We'll see who ends up the laughingstock today," Jiang Zhenhai replied coldly.

"Ha ha, Brother Jiang, I, Murong Zhan, have come to fetch the bride. I wonder if your son, Jiang Rulong, is ready," Murong Zhan called out, emphasizing the words "fetch the bride."

"Of course. My son was prepared yesterday. Chen, go and bring your elder brother out," Jiang Zhenhai said with a smile.

"Uncle Murong, please wait a moment. I'll go and bring my elder brother out," Jiang Chen said, bowing to Murong Zhan before turning and leaving.

Murong Zhan, dressed in a red robe, looked radiant. Murong Xiaorou, adorned in a phoenix crown and a red wedding dress, blushed, and just one glance at her could satisfy a person for three days. Many people who glanced at Murong Xiaorou did not have the courage to look again.

"Big sister, are you sent by God to torment people?"

It was hard to imagine how a man who married Murong Xiaorou would live his life from then on.

"Move aside."

Not long after, a loud shout came from inside the city lord's residence. Then, Jiang Chen, carrying a large black coffin on his shoulder, appeared at the entrance.

Thud!

Jiang Chen casually threw the coffin outside the gate, where it landed with a dull thud. The head of the coffin faced the Murong family's wedding procession, and a large "Memorial" character was prominently displayed on it.

Swish!

Countless eyes fell on the inexplicable coffin, and the originally noisy scene instantly fell silent.

What is this? Bringing out a coffin during a grand wedding is too inauspicious. What is the city lord's residence planning?

Murong Zhan's face instantly changed. He looked at Jiang Zhenhai and shouted, "Brother Jiang, what does this mean?"

"I am very sorry, but my elder brother suddenly fell ill and passed away yesterday. Therefore, Miss Murong can only marry my elder brother's corpse. To maintain some dignity, I specially made a coffin for my elder brother, and of course, he is dressed in the wedding attire inside," Jiang Chen said loudly, making sure everyone present heard clearly.

"What?"

Immediately, exclamations of shock arose. No one had ever seen such a thing before. Bringing a coffin as part of a wedding procession was a slap in the face of the Murong family, regardless of whether Jiang Rulong was really dead or not. This slap was too harsh.

Especially since the Murong family had come in such grandeur, a single coffin was enough to make them lose face.

"Jiang Zhenhai, you are going too far."

Murong Zhan was directly enraged.

"Uncle Murong, as the head of a family, how can you speak so irresponsibly? What do you mean by 'going too far'? You came to fetch my elder brother, but you didn't specify whether he was alive or dead."

When Jiang Chen said this, many people almost spat blood. It was the first time they had heard such logic.

"Hmph! Jiang Zhenhai, don't try to deceive me. Jiang Rulong is a Ninth Stage Qi Realm expert. He was fine yesterday. How could he die overnight?"

Murong Zhan coldly snorted.

"Jiang Rulong is inside the coffin. If you don't believe it, you can open it and see. After all, he will be part of your Murong family."

Jiang Chen said this, his tone no longer as friendly as before. Jiang Zhenhai stood with his hands behind his back, saying nothing, leaving everything to his son.

Jiang Zhenhai was quite satisfied with his son's performance. Facing Murong Zhan so calmly and countering him was not something an ordinary young person could do. After all, Murong Zhan, like himself, was a peak Qi Sea expert.

"Damn it, we came to fetch the bride, and the city lord's residence brings out a coffin. This is clearly an insult to the Murong family."

A young man from the Murong family cursed.

"Ha ha, this brother speaks well. If we are to talk about insults, it was your Murong family who insulted us first. Look at Murong Xiaorou's appearance. Is this the sincerity of your Murong family's marriage alliance? Gentlemen, I ask you, if such an ugly woman is given to you, would you feel humiliated? Who among you would dare to marry Murong Xiaorou? Step forward and let me see."

Jiang Chen laughed heartily. He loved it when things came to a head, and there was no need to be polite with his enemies.

When these words were spoken, all the men present turned green. Hell, marrying this ugly woman would be less painful than committing suicide. The Murong family, a prestigious family, wanted to form an alliance with the city lord's residence but sent such an ugly woman. This clearly showed that the Murong family had insulted the city lord's residence first.

"Moreover, I doubt this ugly woman is even your daughter, Murong Zhan."

Jiang Chen sneered.

"Good, good, a sharp-tongued boy. They say Jiang Chen is a notorious wastrel in Tianxiang City, but I didn't expect him to have such cunning. Jiang Zhenhai, I, Murong Zhan, will remember this. From now on, the Murong family and your city lord's residence will be mortal enemies."

Murong Zhan was furious, and his gaze toward Jiang Chen changed. He was not a fool; on the contrary, he was very shrewd. From Jiang Chen's insistence on Jiang Rulong's marriage yesterday to today's events, everything was meticulously planned by Jiang Chen, which had severely damaged the Murong family's reputation. Despite his young age, Jiang Chen had such skill, and even Murong Zhan had to admit his admiration.

"Very well, we don't care about being mortal enemies. Please take my elder brother's coffin with you, and don't forget to send the cost of the coffin to me. This coffin is very expensive."

Jiang Chen said loudly.

When these words were spoken, several Murong family members on horseback swayed, almost falling off their horses. This guy was too shameless.

The Jiang family watched all this, their eyes wide with shock. This second young master was so unfamiliar. This was not the notorious wastrel they knew. He was like a completely different person, daring to challenge Murong Zhan directly.

Moreover, how did the eldest young master die so suddenly? Was he scared to death?

However, this was not important. In fact, the city lord had always considered the second young master the most important.

Too shameless! Too cunning! Too talented!

The second young master of the Jiang family had thoroughly humiliated the Murong family, and the grand wedding procession had become a laughingstock in Tianxiang City.

"Good, good, Jiang Zhenhai, you and your son will regret this. Soon, your Jiang family won't be able to stay in Tianxiang City. Let's go."

Murong Zhan was burning with anger. He, who had always been wise, had been tricked by a young boy. This was not just a matter of losing face; it was a humiliation.

Murong Zhan spurred his horse, which neighed in pain, and galloped away. He did not want to stay a moment longer and did not want to return with the wedding procession, as he had no place to put his face.

"Hmph! Jiang Chen, using tricks doesn't make you a hero. If you have the guts, fight me one-on-one. I, Murong Ying, will beat you so badly that even your father won't recognize you."

A young man leaped off his horse, pointing at Jiang Chen and shouting. Murong Ying was a young talent of the Murong family, full of youthful vigor. Although the family head had left, he was not willing to let it go. Since the Murong family had already lost face, if he could beat Jiang Chen, it would be a way to vent his anger and prove that the Murong family's talents were far superior to the Jiang family's wastrels.

"That's right, Jiang Chen, are you willing to fight for real?"

Another young man from the Murong family shouted, his face full of mockery. Jiang Chen was a notorious wastrel in Tianxiang City, and everyone knew it. Although he had used tricks to humiliate the Murong family, if it came to a real fight, anyone could beat him.

"Want to fight me? That's fine, but I won't do it for free. There must be a stake."

A sneer appeared on Jiang Chen's lips, and even Jiang Zhenhai, standing at the entrance, smiled. Others might not know Jiang Chen's strength, but he did. Jiang Rulong, a Ninth Stage Qi Realm expert, had been killed by him in one move. Murong Ying, only an Eighth Stage Qi Realm expert, had no chance against Jiang Chen.

"Good, what do you want to bet?"

Hearing that Jiang Chen dared to accept the challenge, Murong Ying was delighted.

"Let's bet on this coffin. If I lose, I will hang the coffin outside the city lord's residence for three days. If you, Murong Ying, lose, you must carry the coffin back with your eight-man sedan. If you can't do it, your Murong family will be called turtles and bastards."

Jiang Chen's voice was loud, and Jiang Zhenhai secretly gave his son a thumbs up. This move was truly vicious. With the crowd gathered outside the city lord's residence, Murong Ying could not back out. If the wedding procession really carried the coffin back, it would be a laughingstock. If Murong Ying did not do it, it would mean admitting that the Murong family were turtles and bastards, a huge loss of face.

Jiang Zhenhai did not think his son's actions were inappropriate. Since the face had already been torn, the two families would be enemies, one or the other.

"Good, I accept."

Murong Ying agreed without hesitation, not even listening clearly to Jiang Chen's bet. In his mind, defeating Jiang Chen was like crushing an ant, so any bet was meaningless to him.

"Brother Ying, this bet is quite big. Should you reconsider?"

A young man came to Murong Ying's ear and whispered a few words.

"Don't worry. This boy is only a First Stage Qi Realm expert. I will beat him like a dead dog. Just wait and see him hanging the coffin outside the city lord's residence for three days."

Murong Ying's face was full of mockery and confidence, not taking Jiang Chen seriously at all.

The onlookers became interested again. They thought the show was over when Murong Zhan left, but now the young people of both families were in conflict, and the bet was significant, almost a bet on the dignity and reputation of both families. Many people focused on Jiang Chen, wondering how this notorious wastrel could challenge an Eighth Stage Qi Realm expert like Murong Ying.