Chapter 254

How did this happen? Lei Wumian still couldn't process it.

In short, he followed that beautiful figure all the way until he was about to enter a small courtyard when the gate slammed shut outside. Only then did he suddenly wake up and his mind clear.

Before he could even feel annoyed, the courtyard gate opened again, and Jiang Yetang, gripping a knife in both hands, charged straight at his face with murderous intent.

Lei Wumian reacted quickly, immediately spinning around to dodge.

In the blink of an eye, another group of men in black flew in from all directions and surrounded Lei Wumian.

"Why isn't Young Master Lei staying at Lingyun Manor? What are you doing here?" Jiang Yetang sheathed his sword and raised an eyebrow at Lei Wumian.

After leaving Rong Rong, Jiang Yetang regained his cold and stern expression. Although he still had a smile on his lips, it was now full of wickedness.

"Is she a descendant of the Lotus Sword Immortal?" Lei Wumian ignored Jiang Yetang's question and asked directly.

"So what if it is?" Jiang Yetang smiled, readily admitting it.

Since he brought Rong Rong to Lingyun Manor, he didn't intend to keep her hidden away forever.

Lei Wumian didn't waste any more words, "Then let's compete fairly."

"Competition?" Jiang Yetang seemed to have heard the funniest joke. "Didn't you refuse to accept this marriage?"

"It seems like you're the one who's unwilling." Lei Wumian smiled, his eyes filled with intense ambition and fighting spirit.

"Then let's compete fairly!" Jiang Yetang flicked his wrist, unleashing a move called "Howling Moon Blade," wielding two crescent-shaped blades in succession as he slashed at Lei Wumian.

Lei Wumian calmly dodged the attack and fought Jiang Yetang with his bare hands. The Lei Guang Sect was famous for its Thunder Palm technique, and their iron hands were comparable to weapons, capable of withstanding swords and blades.

Lei Wumian was not afraid of Jiang Yetang's crescent blade at all. In addition, he was more powerful than Jiang Yetang and ranked higher on the list of young heroes. He felt no pressure at all.

His movements also conveyed a sense of composure and ease.

But soon his vision went black, his mind went blank, his body swayed, and he couldn't stand up straight.

"You... drugged me?" Before fainting, Lei Wumian gritted his teeth and uttered these three words with difficulty.

Jiang Yetang strode forward, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "You don't seem like Grandpa Lei's grandson at all; you seem more like Grandpa Shen's grandson."

As she spoke, Jiang Yetang kicked Lei Wumian's body. Seeing that he didn't react, she waved her hand, signaling the men in black to come forward and take him away.

Rong Rong was completely unaware of this matter; she returned to her room, exhausted, and fell asleep immediately.

When she woke up again, it was Cheng Xiaoman and Shen Yanbai's wedding day.

Rong Rong and Jiang Yetang mingled in the crowd, heading to Lingyun Manor to witness Cheng Xiaoman and Shen Yanbai's wedding.

Rong Rong hadn't originally planned to come on this day.

Rong Rong wanted to wait until after the wedding to send the letter to Lingyun Manor.

Unaware of the meaning behind the jade pendant, nor understanding the connection between her maternal grandmother and Lingyun Manor, she only wanted to avoid spoiling other people's happy occasion.

Once Lingyun Manor has read her maternal grandmother's letter and they have developed some rapport, she can bring up the matter of the jade pendant again. This way, it might be easier to get the jade pendant back.

But Jiang Yetang insisted on dragging Rong Rong over, saying he wanted to see the excitement.

Rong Rong thought about it and realized it was indeed a rare and grand event, so she followed Jiang Yetang over.

The two pretended to be ordinary people in the martial arts world. Although Jiang Yetang's identity was anything but ordinary, after these past few days, almost everyone had seen Jiang Yetang and Rong Rong on the street and knew that the two disliked being disturbed.

The crowd, used to it, played along with the two's performance.

Lingyun Villa is very large, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with a flat area in the middle where the villa is built.

Actually, from a modern perspective, it's more like a mountain village than a resort.

The area is about the size of a modern mountain village, with exquisite buildings, carved railings and jade steps, a unified style, and beautiful scenery.

It's like a traditional Chinese palace rising abruptly from the mountains and rivers, its beauty is so exquisite and elegant that it leaves people in awe.

Rong Rong and Jiang Yetang enjoyed the scenery along the way, following the crowd to the square where the ceremony was about to take place.

Jiang Yetang had visited Lingyun Manor no less than ten times, and their Chuanshanlou was in no way inferior to Lingyun Manor.

But just because Rong Rong was by his side this time, he felt that the scenery here was so beautiful that it was breathtaking, which excited him and made him feel like an excited young man.

"Sister, the ceremony is about to begin, let's hurry." Seeing that the auspicious time had arrived, Jiang Yetang had no choice but to painfully interrupt Rong Rong, who was having a great time.

The two hurried over, where Jiang Yetang had already arranged seats. He led Rong Rong to sit down, where they had a wide view and could see the situation inside the venue clearly.

At the head of the table sat Old Master Shen and his parents, all dressed in festive attire.

It was clear that Mr. Shen was not a person who was used to smiling, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth were always turned up in a smile.

People from all the major sects who came to watch the ceremony were arranged at the front, forming a circle in the square.

A sea of ​​people stretched as far as the eye could see.

Fortunately, those who practice martial arts are all sharp-eared and sharp-eyed, so even so, they can still see the very center of the square clearly.

Even Rong Rong could see it clearly. She saw that some of the sect leaders were solemn and dignified, some had kind faces, some had an air of otherworldly elegance and were as indifferent as the wind, and some had bright eyes and were all smiles.

The four beauties from yesterday are also sitting at the front. Qin Wanyue remains aloof and elegant, Chu Xiaoxiang is quiet and gentle, Yun Qiwu is charming and cute, and Li Fengxian is alluring and seductive.

Many people frequently turned their attention to them, as did the top-ranked martial arts masters.

Rong Rong was unaware that as soon as she and Jiang Yetang appeared, Old Master Jiang and Jiang's parents saw them.

Grandpa Jiang, in particular, almost shed tears as he watched.

But he quickly restrained himself and forced himself to look away.

No rush, no rush, he needs to be patient.

The best is yet to come!

Soon, the bride and groom, whom everyone had been eagerly anticipating, appeared, and Rong Rong looked on curiously.

A cool and aloof man, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, holding a red silk ribbon, led his bride step by step into the middle of the crowd, toward her parents.

The groom had a handsome face, a refined and elegant appearance, and a fair and angular face.

Beneath his sword-like eyebrows were deep, obsidian-like eyes, a high, straight nose, and thin, slightly pursed, rosy lips, exuding a cold and aloof charm.

The bride wore a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, with her skirt slightly modified. In addition to her solemn beauty, she also had the dashing spirit of a woman from the martial arts world. Her face was covered by a pearl veil, so her specific appearance could not be seen.

The newlyweds walked up to Mr. and Mrs. Shen and bowed to them as the master of ceremonies chanted and shouted.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

......

As the emcee's voice rang out, Rong Rong sensed that Jiang Yetang's body was becoming increasingly tense.

Rong Rong looked at him strangely, sensing that he had a secret excitement, as if he was expecting something.

"What are you hiding from me?" Rong Rong asked suspiciously. Jiang Yetang's smile faltered, and she quickly shook her head. "How could I dare to deceive my sister?"

Rong Rong was about to speak again when suddenly a rough voice resounded throughout the square.

"Lingyun Manor shouldn't be fooled into marrying a vicious woman like Cheng Xiaoman!"