Upon hearing Beichen Wenxiong's words, Beichen Xifeng's eyes lit up and his face lit up with joy. He exclaimed, "Father, that was a brilliant move! Absolutely brilliant!"

"Otherwise, why do people say that old ginger is spicier? Hahahaha..." Beichen Wenxiong laughed triumphantly.

Bei Chenxifeng said excitedly, "Understood, Father, I'll take care of it tomorrow!"

"No... You absolutely can't do that yourself. Ye Feng isn't stupid. If you do it yourself, he'll immediately suspect you," Bei Chenwenxiong said sternly.

"Huh? What should I do then?" Bei Chen Xi Feng was completely confused.

Bei Chenwenxiong said earnestly, "Don't you have a bunch of cronies? Don't think I don't know. I know everything you've done outside. Otherwise, why don't you think the woman you got pregnant didn't come after you in the end? It's because I helped you clean up the mess!"

"I suspect that Qiu Miaozhen knows you're messing around outside, which is why she's so resistant to you!"

At this point, Kitashita Fumio let out a cold snort.

Beichen Xifeng looked embarrassed and remained silent with his head down.

Bei Chenwenxiong continued, "Now is the time for your cronies to come in handy. Call them over tomorrow and take them with you to Zuiyue Tower with Ye Feng. As for what will happen next, I think you know perfectly well without me having to tell you. If it succeeds, that's great. Even if it doesn't succeed, if it fails at the crucial moment, Ye Feng can't say anything to you, since you weren't the one who did it!"

Bei Chen Xifeng looked at Bei Chen Wenxiong with admiration, gave him a thumbs up and said, "Father, you are really too shrewd! Luckily you are my father. If you were my enemy, I would never sleep peacefully!"

Beichen Wenxiong angrily retorted, "Are you praising me or insulting me?"

"Of course I'm complimenting you!"

Beichen Xifeng rubbed his hands together and said in a fawning manner.

Daylight broke.

Another busy day has begun.

However, Qiu Yuanming did not go out to sea today. Instead, he and Liu Xianghui were busy making various preparations for the festival.

Qiu Miaozhen didn't cultivate either; instead, she rolled up her sleeves like an ordinary farm woman and helped them out.

Seeing Qiu Miaozhen like this, Ye Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

Qiu Miaozhen was absolutely a goddess-like figure in the Lingshui Sect, and many of the sect's few male disciples were infatuated with her.

If the male disciples saw Qiu Miaozhen squatting beside a large wooden basin washing clothes like a peasant woman, their hearts would surely break.

Night Breeze strolled over as if taking a walk, and said with a smile, "Senior Sister Qiu, you're really in a good mood, even washing your own clothes. You cultivate the Spirit Water Cloud and Rain Technique, which allows you to control water flow. If you're willing, you can wash all these dirty clothes clean in the blink of an eye."

“What’s the point of that?” Qiu Miaozhen said with a smile.

"All right."

Ye Feng didn't say anything more. Since Qiu Miaozhen liked to wash clothes with both hands, he let her do it.

Just then, a servant suddenly ran in from outside.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the servant saw Qiu Miaozhen washing clothes by hand. He slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "My dear aunt, why are you washing your own clothes? Miss Qiu, please wait a moment, I'll go and call a few maids right away!"

"No need," Qiu Miaozhen said without looking up.

The servant was probably taken aback by Qiu Miaozhen's blunt refusal, and immediately stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.

Night Breeze asked, "What brings you here?"

This servant isn't a martial artist; he can't predict the future. He certainly didn't know beforehand that Qiu Miaozhen was washing clothes here by herself.

So he must have come to the south wing of Qiu Miaozhen's house for some other reason.

To Ye Feng's surprise, the servant wasn't looking for Qiu Miaozhen, but for his own.

"You must be Mr. Ye? Hello, Mr. Ye, my young master invites you." The servant said with a smile, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Your young master? You mean Beichen Xifeng? What does he want with me?" Ye Feng asked suspiciously.

The servant immediately smiled and said, "My young master did indeed send me to invite you. As for what you are invited to do, I have no idea. After all, I am just a servant and would never dare to pry into the young master's private affairs."

"Then ask clearly before you come back!"

Night Breeze waved his hand dismissively, telling the servant to get lost.

The servant looked helpless and turned to walk outside.

A short while later, the servant ran back and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, my young master would like to invite you to a restaurant for dinner. He said there was some misunderstanding between you yesterday, so he wants to treat you to a grand feast and express his apologies."

"No need for apologies, and no need for a meal; I have no interest." Ye Feng waved his hand, signaling the servant to get lost.

The servant had a mournful face, looking like he was about to cry.

Left with no other choice, he had to leave again, but he returned shortly afterward: "Mr. Ye, my young master said that he sincerely wants to entertain you and apologize to you. He also said that if you agree to attend the banquet, he will definitely give you a surprise."

The night wind frowned.

Although he had only met Beichen Xifeng once yesterday, he already had a good idea of ​​what kind of person Beichen Xifeng was.

According to Ye Feng's judgment, Bei Chen Xi Feng was definitely not the kind of person who would be willing to lower himself and apologize, so the more sincere he appeared, the bigger the problem was!

But since the servant had already put it this way, it would seem petty for Ye Feng to refuse outright.

Ye Feng then said, "Since your young master is so sincere, then let him come and invite me in person."

"This..." The servant's expression was extremely awkward.

"If he doesn't come, then forget it," Ye Feng said, waving his hand.

The servant was utterly helpless. He gave Ye Feng a bitter look before finally turning away, as if Ye Feng had done something to wrong him.

"Do you think Beichen Xifeng will come to invite me in person?" Yefeng asked with a smile.

Qiu Miaozhen laughed and said, "I don't think so. Beichen Xifeng is so proud and arrogant, why would he come to invite you personally?"

“I think he will come,” Night Wind said.

"Why?" Qiu Miaozhen asked curiously.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling about it," Ye Feng said.

As it turned out, Ye Feng's premonition was correct.

Before long, the north wind came from the west.

He personally came to the south wing courtyard and stood in front of Ye Feng and Qiu Miaozhen.

Seeing Qiu Miaozhen washing her clothes by herself, Beichen Xifeng showed some concern.