Chapter 94

Fang Ling held a letter from the Zhao family, reading it with great interest. This was already the third day since he had arrived at the Liu residence. Over these three days, his life had been nothing but reading. His father, whether too busy or feeling a sense of unfamiliarity with his long-lost son, had not come to see him since their first meeting. The person Fang Ling mainly interacted with was the head steward, Liu Cheng.

"Is this the kid who came to claim kinship?" From a distance of over fifty feet, a man in brocade asked with a tone of disdain.

The one who replied was another man in brocade, with a more imposing appearance. He was a guard of the Marquis's residence and had been watching Fang Ling for a day and a night.

"Indeed, it's my bad luck to be assigned to protect such a wimp!"

"Hehe, not to mention, he looks exactly like the Marquis. Who would have thought the Marquis was also a weakling in his youth." The first man in brocade chuckled, "These past two days, the residence has been in quite a stir because of him. Not only us, but even the servants like Mama Li dare not make a sound, for fear of angering the master!"

"Enough, I'm tired from a day's work and don't have time to chat. I'm off!" The imposing man quickly walked away. The first man in brocade laughed, "No need to rush, the Hundred Flowers Pavilion doesn't open that early!"

Listening to their conversation, Fang Ling shook his head. Over the past two days, he had heard a lot of such idle talk, but he did not take it to heart.

Closing the book, Fang Ling stood up. Although he had stayed here following a faint thought in his heart, that thought was now becoming increasingly faint. It was time to leave!

Suddenly, a series of footsteps came from outside. Liu Cheng, with a joyful expression, ran in quickly. Before he even reached Fang Ling, he hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Master!"

Fang Ling's only gain over the past two days was learning the location of the Yunmeng Mountain secret realm from Liu Cheng. Among the people he had met, only this old man had shown him kindness. Therefore, Fang Ling had a good impression of Liu Cheng. Hearing his nonsensical words, he smiled and asked, "What good news?"

"Master, the Lord has arranged a marriage for you. The other party is the only daughter of the Qingtian Marquis, Miss Shen Mengxin, known as the first talented woman of Qudu City. If you marry Miss Shen, not only will you gain a beautiful wife, but you will also inherit the Marquis's title, living a life without worries!"

Fang Ling had absolutely no interest in marrying Shen Mengxin. The only person he truly thought of was Huashuying, with whom he had pledged his life. He smiled and said, "Generally speaking, those called talented women are often not very attractive, don't you think, Steward Liu?"

"Master, you are mistaken. Miss Shen is not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but her appearance is also among the best in Qudu City. Every day, countless people go to the Qingtian Marquis's residence to propose marriage. If it weren't for the Marquis's conditions... ah!" Liu Cheng stopped speaking at the end.

Fang Ling had already understood the Marquis's conditions. He thought to himself that his father was quite straightforward, directly arranging a marriage for him, which was also a way to give him a future.

"Master, although the Qingtian Marquis's family is not as prominent as ours, it is still a hereditary title. In the future, you can stand firm in the court or live a leisurely life in the countryside. The Lord has put a lot of effort into this matter." Liu Cheng finished speaking, added some tea to Fang Ling's cup, and then hurriedly left.

Fang Ling took a sip of tea and made up his mind. He decided not to stay in this Liu residence any longer. If they could make him a son-in-law today, who knew what other tricks they might pull tomorrow.

"Move aside, if you want to talk, I'll step over you first and then beat you up!" A voice with a hint of arrogance suddenly rang out from a distance.

In addition to this voice, another person said, "Brother Zhang, why bother with this dog servant? If he dares to stop us, beat him to death first!" The chaotic voices quickly turned into disordered footsteps. In an instant, more than ten people gathered around Fang Ling.

The one leading the group was a young man in a tight purple outfit, with a handsome appearance. Behind him were several young men and women under twenty, all dressed in gold and jade, exuding an air of nobility.

Although Fang Ling's mind had been tempered by the Immortal Path, the two women standing in the middle still made his heart flutter slightly. One of the women had a soft and supple figure, with a graceful and elegant posture that made one's heart race. Her wide-open eyes and full lips seemed to have an endless allure, making the men who rushed over cast greedy glances at her.

The other woman, though not as tall as the first, was no less beautiful. Words like beautiful, charming, and lovely were insufficient to describe her. She gave off a feeling that was indescribably wonderful, standing quietly like a lily, evoking a sense of tenderness.

"Is that Fang Ling?" The first man who burst in asked with a hint of disdain. Although young, this man had considerable cultivation, with a power level of Qi Practitioner Sixth Layer. However, Fang Ling could see that his potential was limited to this level.

Just as Fang Ling was about to respond, the man said in a deep voice, "Boy, I don't care what your relationship with the Martial Marquis is. You'd better quickly tell the Martial Marquis to cancel the marriage with Miss Mengxin and then obediently go back to your hometown. Otherwise, you'll find it hard to move a step in Qudu City in the future!"

Although Fang Ling was not interested in the marriage, what he hated most was this high-and-mighty, condescending attitude. He sneered and said, "Done talking? If you're done, get lost quickly. I'll see how you make it hard for me to move a step!"

"You..." The man, who always got what he wanted in Qudu City, had never been contradicted like this. He clenched his fist, ready to give Fang Ling a lesson.

"Zhang Kai, let me talk to Master Fang!" A somewhat quiet man waved his fan and said softly. Zhang Kai grunted and retracted his fist, "Dong Qing, you talk to him. If he doesn't listen, I'll deal with him!"

Dong Qing smiled and said to Fang Ling, "Master Fang, you seem to be a well-read and reasonable person. I believe you understand that clouds and mud cannot shine together, don't you?"

Fang Ling knew exactly who the mud was. Although Dong Qing's words were polite, the meaning was quite insulting. Fang Ling's temper flared, and he chuckled, "Clouds turn into rain and eventually fall onto the mud. Thanks for your blessing, Master Dong Qing. I will surely enjoy this cloud-rain blessing."

Dong Qing's hand, which was shaking the fan, trembled, and his usually gentle and refined face turned red with anger. He thought his persuasion would definitely make Fang Ling back off. Instead, this boy not only didn't give him face but also shamelessly talked about the cloud-rain blessing!

Young nobles like him had already experienced the pleasure of the cloud-rain with maidservants. Fang Ling's words made them understand the unspoken meaning.

"Hehe..." Someone laughed uncontrollably. This laughter made Dong Qing's face even uglier. He turned and glared at the person who laughed, about to speak, but the red-clothed woman waved her hand, "Dong Qing, step aside, let me talk to him."

"Fang Ling, come talk to me over here." The woman walked toward a small lake. Her fiery figure made her even more alluring as she moved. Fang Ling walked to her side and, even before he got close, caught a whiff of a faint fragrance.

"Don't think you can get what you can't have. I'm telling you, even if the Qingtian Marquis agrees to marry Mengxin to you, we have ways to stop it. Go back where you came from, or I'll make your life worse than death!" The woman's eyes were cold and fierce.

Being threatened, and by a woman, Fang Ling found it amusing but also added a hint of coldness to his tone, "I don't like your words. Get lost before I get angry!"

"You want me to get lost?" The woman never expected Fang Ling to speak to her like this! Since childhood, the men around her had always fawned on her, ready to be driven by her. Now, this person dared to tell her to get lost, which was outrageous! Enraged and embarrassed, the red-clothed woman suddenly grabbed Fang Ling's hand. Fang Ling could easily avoid her, but he wanted to see what she would do, so he let her grab his hand. Then, he felt his hand being pulled toward her chest. Just as it was about to touch, her hand tightened, and a powerful force came from her delicate hand.

"Rape!" With a shocking scream, the woman's leg flew out from under her skirt, aiming for Fang Ling's groin. "Boy, if you don't take the easy way, don't blame me!" she said, her breath soft but her actions ruthless. Fang Ling's face showed a faint smile, and the hand that was about to be stopped suddenly turned into a fist, striking directly at the woman's chest!

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