Old Man Mi completely ignored those words. A notorious good-for-nothing in Bright Moon City? Have all the others gone blind all these years? After thinking it over, there was only one explanation: "Perhaps your physical condition is just right for this movement technique. Practice it well, and it should be more than enough to protect yourself against Yuan Wendong."

"By the way, don't tell anyone that I taught you this movement technique. Also, it's best not to tell anyone the name 'Sunflower Shadow' either, lest you get into trouble."

Zuan nodded hurriedly, "I know, I know..."

It seems this guy is quite the opportunist. But then again, it makes sense. How could he have remained an unknown flower grower in the Chu family for so many years if he wasn't so opportunistic?

Seeing that he had agreed, Old Man Mi left with peace of mind.

Zuan then began practicing the "Sunflower Illusion" technique he had just learned. As he practiced, a thought suddenly occurred to him: This movement technique is so strange and swift that it would be a waste to use it only for dodging. What if it were used for attacking?

He immediately thought of the "Thirteen Forms of Elementary Swordsmanship," those straightforward sword techniques that emphasize the shortest distance and fastest speed to inflict maximum damage on the opponent. Although in the eyes of true masters, they are full of flaws due to their heavy emphasis on offense and light defense, if the speed is fast enough, so what if you see the flaws?

Thinking of this, he became somewhat excited and immediately started practicing the "Thirteen Forms of Elementary Swordsmanship" with the "Sunflower Illusion". Originally, the Thirteen Forms of Elementary Swordsmanship were straightforward and seemed a bit monotonous and boring, but when combined with the strange movement of the Sunflower Illusion, the courtyard was immediately filled with flashing cold light and crisscrossing sword energy.

If an outsider were to come and see this, they would only see a ghostly shadow flickering there, and might even be frightened.

Suddenly, Zu An had a thought and quickly sheathed his sword. Several guards rushed over upon hearing the commotion: "Young Master, are you alright?"

Zu An recognized the group as the ones Chu Zhongtian had arranged to protect him after the incident with Xue'er. He couldn't help but think to himself, "You guys didn't react at all when Old Man Mi came over earlier."

"It's nothing, I'm practicing my sword here," Zu'an said with a slight smile, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh, then we won't disturb you any longer." Seeing that there was nothing amiss, the guards withdrew.

"The son-in-law's body is really weak. He's sweating profusely after practicing just a basic sword technique."

"Our young lady is so pitiful."

"The noise from over there just now seemed quite loud. Was I just imagining things?"

"Tch, he must have been too stressed lately. Could the son-in-law possibly have caused such a commotion?"

"That's true."

...

Hearing the whispers coming from afar, Zuan was speechless. It seemed he really needed to improve his image.

He was initially a little apprehensive about the family competition, but after using the "Sunflower Illusion" technique, he felt much more at ease. This ghostly movement technique was a perfect match for the Thirteen Forms of Elementary Swordplay, just like the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual in the novel.

Thinking of this, his smile suddenly froze. He immediately realized that this identity contained the words "Sunflower," and Old Man Mi had just said that there was a major hurdle in cultivating this movement technique, which normal people couldn't even manage. At the same time, his eyes had been glancing between my legs...

Holy crap!

Is he aiming at the Sunflower Manual?

The moment this thought crossed his mind, Zuan was so frightened that he immediately threw away his sword.

Is this ever going to end? He immediately felt the deep malice of this world. Not only was his little brother sealed away, but now he's also been given the Sunflower Manual and the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

Zuan went back with a sour face and went straight to sleep, not even in the mood to practice his sword.

At this moment, another person was in an even worse mood. Inside the Plum Blossom Gang headquarters, a valuable official kiln porcelain cup was thrown to the ground and smashed to pieces with a bang.

Mei Chaofeng, who was kneeling on the ground, twitched his eyelids. This was his favorite teacup. He had gone to great lengths to get it and cherished it every day. If it were anyone else, let alone smash it, even touching it would get them dragged away and fed to the dogs. But at this moment, he felt no anger at all, only trembling on the ground.

Kneeling beside him was another person, dressed in a green dress with a head full of exquisitely braided pigtails; it was Xue'er, who had been bossing him around earlier.

Before today, Mei Chaofeng always disliked this girl, but now she felt a sense of sympathy for her.

Before them, at the head of the table, sat a young nobleman with an imposing air. He wore a dark purple brocade robe with a white barbarian-patterned belt around his waist. His face was incredibly handsome, and his long, glossy black hair made him appear even more dashing and elegant.

However, his face was gloomy at this moment, and he was looking angrily at the two kneeling people, which made him look more gloomy.

“You are all truly my good subordinates, Xue’er. I remember you sent me a message not long ago, saying that everything was under control and that it wouldn’t be long before that good-for-nothing Zu’an would be gone from this world forever. And now you’re telling me that your identity has been exposed and that you’ve escaped from the Chu family?” The young master was smiling on the face, but there was no hint of a smile in his tone.

"Please forgive me, young master, there was a little mishap along the way." Xue'er gritted her teeth, her face filled with shame. She had wanted to help the young master out of his predicament, but she ended up messing things up instead. The worst part was that the target was a notorious good-for-nothing.

"A minor mishap?" The young master sneered. "Do you know how many resources and connections I spent to successfully place you in the Chu family? I've been lying low for years, finally waiting for things to blossom, and you've ruined everything!"

"I will definitely make amends, please have mercy, young master!" Xue'er kowtowed to the ground, her delicate body trembling violently.

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