Chapter 7

"Is there something?" Ye Zhong didn’t even blink an eye.

The two men in tight robes exchanged a glance. Originally, they thought that this legendary waste of a young master would be scared out of his wits, but they didn’t expect him to be so calm.

"Hehe, it’s like this. My young miss said that today is the grand day of our engagement. No matter what, Young Master Ye Zhong, you must attend!" The man in front grinned.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhong frowned, vaguely remembering that there seemed to be an engagement today. However, how could he care about such matters now? What others did had nothing to do with him. Moreover, his top priority now was cultivation.

Seeing that Ye Zhong seemed unwilling, the man in front continued to chuckle, "Of course, my young miss also knows that Young Master Ye Zhong is a remarkable person and definitely wouldn’t look favorably upon her. Therefore, my young miss hopes that Young Master Ye Zhong will request a divorce at tonight’s engagement banquet, and it must succeed... If you fail, Wang Mo is dead for sure!"

"Wang Mo!?" A cold glint flashed in Ye Zhong’s eyes. With his current level of cunning, he instantly understood the situation. These two men were likely Su Kui’s guards. They had probably captured Wang Mo to force him to attend the engagement banquet and then request a divorce at the banquet. In such a situation, his fate wouldn’t be good, would it? It seemed that the person who wanted his life was this nominal future fiancée, Su Kui.

"Lead the way." After understanding this, Ye Zhong said calmly.

The two guards were taken aback again. They had been prepared to use some force, but Ye Zhong’s behavior today was unexpected. As long as Ye Zhong came, they didn’t care about his changes, as he was destined to die.

Under the guidance of the two men, they soon arrived at the City Lord’s Mansion in the center of Jiangzhou City.

One of the guards chuckled, "Young Master Ye Zhong, please."

After saying this, the two men prepared to escort Ye Zhong into the City Lord’s Mansion.

However, Ye Zhong didn’t even look at them. Before they could get close, he had already slowly walked into the mansion.

The guards on either side of the City Lord’s Mansion seemed to know Ye Zhong’s identity and didn’t stop him. They bowed slightly, allowing Ye Zhong to enter the mansion.

After entering the main gate of the City Lord’s Mansion, there was a spacious courtyard. As Ye Zhong entered, a green figure was hurriedly trying to leave.

Seeing this figure, Ye Zhong suddenly said calmly, "Liu Qingmeng."

Liu Qingmeng, who was about to leave, froze. This voice was incredibly familiar, as if it had been echoing in her ears for days.

"Ye Zhong!?" Turning around, Liu Qingmeng looked at Ye Zhong’s calm, lake-like face with disbelief. Liu Qingmeng had been cultivating in Feihong Martial Mansion and naturally knew about this Ye family waste. However, why did this Ye family waste’s voice sound so similar to the person she had been searching for these days?

"Can you help me with something?" Ye Zhong looked at Liu Qingmeng, vaguely remembering that her identity seemed to be the daughter of the City Lord of Jiangzhou City. Originally, Ye Zhong had planned to attend the wedding banquet as planned, but seeing Liu Qingmeng, his heart stirred.

Liu Qingmeng hesitated for a moment, looking at Ye Zhong’s indifferent expression, and finally nodded. Subconsciously, she felt that the Ye Zhong in front of her was the person she had been looking for these days.

The two Su family guards who followed behind were slightly taken aback by this scene, but as long as Ye Zhong came, they didn’t dare to stop Liu Qingmeng.

"What do you need help with? Speak up." After a moment of hesitation, Liu Qingmeng softly said.

"Can you bring some knives and swords to the banquet place for me? I’ll wait for you." After saying this, Ye Zhong smiled and nodded, then turned and left.

Liu Qingmeng looked at Ye Zhong’s back and suddenly remembered that today was the grand day of the engagement between the Ye and Su families of the Five Great Clans in Jiangzhou City! From today on, Ye Zhong’s fiancée would no longer be the first beauty of Yanjing, Su Wenqing, but Su Kui!

What did he need knives and swords for? Liu Qingmeng was slightly dazed, but inexplicably, she turned and quickly walked towards the City Lord’s Mansion armory. No matter what Ye Zhong wanted to do, she found herself unable to refuse his request.

Guided by the City Lord’s Mansion guards, Ye Zhong slowly arrived at the main hall in the center of the mansion. The hall was festively decorated with red lanterns and large red cloths, creating a joyful atmosphere. At this moment, many people were already seated on both sides of the hall. At the most prestigious position, three imposing figures were seated, with the central figure being the City Lord of Jiangzhou City, Liu Han.

After the two guards escorted Ye Zhong to the hall, they quickly retreated, leaving Ye Zhong alone at the entrance of the hall.

A blood-red sunset fell on the entrance of the hall. Ye Zhong’s expression was calm as he slowly stepped in.

As soon as Ye Zhong entered, countless gazes instantly fell on him, filled with ridicule and coldness.

Ye Zhong’s gaze slowly swept over the seats on both sides, confirming that those on his left were from the Su family of the Five Great Clans, while those on his right were from the Ye family, including many of his clan brothers. However, their gazes were even more unrestrained than those of the Su family.

After casually scanning his clan brothers, Ye Zhong’s gaze quickly fell on the Su family side.

At the positions closest to the three prestigious seats, two figures in red wedding robes were kneeling, likely Su Wenqing and Su Kui.

Seeing Ye Zhong’s gaze, a cold and sinister smile flashed in Su Kui’s eyes. Since Ye Zhong was brought here by his guards, he was doomed to die today, whether he wanted to or not.

As Ye Zhong’s gaze swept over Su Kui, it didn’t linger but quickly fell on another figure beside Su Kui. Ye Zhong was slightly taken aback, his face showing disbelief.

When the people in the hall saw Ye Zhong enter, they all looked at Su Wenqing, the first beauty of Yanjing, with strange expressions. Many people sneered. Whether from the Ye family or the Su family, countless people had a crush on Su Wenqing. Ye Zhong, her former nominal fiancé, naturally received endless envy and hatred. Everyone present knew the purpose of this banquet, so Ye Zhong’s expression only made them sneer even more.

Ye Zhong looked at Su Wenqing, whose features were like a painting, not extremely beautiful but exuding a gentle and elegant aura. Despite wearing a wedding robe, her raven-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, incredibly charming.

Her oval face carried a faint look of worry, her brows slightly furrowed, and her eyes held an indescribable melancholy and confusion. At this moment, she seemed like a fairy descending from the clouds, gentle yet distant.

This gaze, this aura, made him yearn...

Ye Zhong’s body trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath, regaining his composure. He realized that the person in front of him had an aura similar to his master Bu Yan. His master often had a dazed and lost look, and whenever that happened, she would show a similar melancholy and worry.

However, after a moment of hesitation, Ye Zhong understood that this girl was not his master Bu Yan, so she had nothing to do with him.

Ye Zhong’s expression returned to calm. He really didn’t know this first beauty of Yanjing, Su Wenqing. Although he had some suspicions, he had no interest in verifying them.

"Ye Zhong, it’s good that you’re here." The person sitting on the left side of the prestigious seat suddenly smiled, "Today, you are one of the main characters. If you didn’t come, wouldn’t it make our Ye family appear impolite?"

Ye Zhong’s gaze faintly swept over, recognizing this person as Ye Wuyan, a brother of his father’s in the Ye family, who had some status in the clan and was the main person in charge of the engagement between the Ye and Su families.

"This is the City Lord of Jiangzhou City, Liu Han, whom you should have met before," Ye Wuyan glanced at Liu Han, then his gaze swept to the right, landing on a man in a white robe, "This is Su Haodao of the Su family, who will be your future in-law. Come and greet him."

Upon hearing this, Su Haodao slightly turned his head, his gaze falling on Ye Zhong, with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. He was nearly forty but looked like he was in his early thirties due to good care. He wasn’t tall or particularly handsome, but he exuded a warm and gentle aura.

After staring at Ye Zhong for a moment with that smile, Su Haodao suddenly pulled out a red invitation from the table in front of him, flicked it with his finger, and it landed in the center of the hall. At the same time, a cold voice echoed.

"Crawl over and pick up that invitation. From then on, you will be my Su family’s son-in-law. No one, not even the Ye family, can bully you except for my Su family!"

Ye Zhong’s gaze fell on the red invitation, then he looked at Su Kui and Su Haodao, his expression calm. It seemed that these people didn’t know what had happened at Feihong Martial Mansion earlier. However, this was better, as it would allow him to give them a big surprise.

"Ye... Ye Zhong!?"

At this critical moment, Liu Qingmeng, holding a pile of knives and swords, cautiously poked her cute head out from the side of the hall entrance, looking at the scene with surprise. What was going on?

"You came?" A rare smile appeared on Ye Zhong’s face as he turned to look at Liu Qingmeng, "Thank you. Follow me closely."

After saying this, Ye Zhong didn’t waste any more words. He reached out and took a sword from Liu Qingmeng’s arms, then turned his head, his gaze calmly falling on the three people at the head of the hall.

"Clang—"

The long sword was drawn, and the setting sun cast a faint, blood-like glow on the blade.