Lin Pingzhi's overreaction caused Yue Buqun's face to darken.
However, Lin Pingzhi was quick-witted. Seeing that Yue Buqun was on the verge of anger, he quickly explained, "I am really sorry, Sect Leader Yue. I have just lost my parents and I am emotionally distraught. Please allow me to be alone for a while."
Yue Buqun's expression softened considerably, and he shook his head slightly, saying, "I am not an unreasonable person. Although the destruction of your Lin family was not caused by my Huashan Sect, it is still related to my Huashan Sect. How about this, you stay by my side for now, and I will protect you for the time being to prevent you from falling into the hands of villains."
Although the tone was flat, the implication that the speaker brooked no refusal was very clear.
"..." Lin Pingzhi couldn't refute it. He was afraid that Yue Buqun would kill him to silence him. What gentlemanly sword? He didn't believe that Yue Buqun was really a gentleman. A gentleman couldn't become the leader of a sect.
"Then we will do as Sect Leader Yue says."
Lin Pingzhi outwardly agreed, but inwardly he resolved that if the opportunity arose, he would use the Northern Darkness Divine Skill to drain Yue Buqun dry.
Seeing Lin Pingzhi looking like a beggar, Yue Buqun said, "Denuo, take Young Master Lin to wash up and change his clothes."
A short while later.
Lin Pingzhi dressed and washed himself, regaining his appearance as a young man in blue robes.
Although he was thin, he had an excellent demeanor, and anyone who saw him would call him a handsome young man.
Yue Lingshan's eyes lit up, and another figure appeared in her mind—the white-robed scholar, who had already taken up residence in her heart.
Yue Lingshan blushed without realizing it.
Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi assumed that the girl was in love with him and began to devise some schemes.
Upon seeing this, Yue Buqun frowned slightly. His daughter was at the age when she was just beginning to experience romantic feelings, so her behavior was not surprising.
Yue Buqun pondered to himself, "It seems that Linghu Chong is ultimately not meant to be."
Laudenau opened his mouth, wanting to speak of what had happened earlier, but after thinking about it, he decided against it. If Yue Buqun knew that his daughter had already secretly pledged herself to someone, he would probably be furious. It was better for him not to provoke him!
With their own thoughts, the group slowly walked towards Fuzhou City.
They hadn't been gone long.
A scholar in white robes, carrying a book basket, slowly walked along the official road.
"Miss Yue, it's you."
The scholar in white quickly approached them, revealing a sincere smile.
"Young Master Murong, you..."
Yue Lingshan felt a little awkward, never expecting to run into Murong Fu.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "I was just on my way to the capital to take the imperial examination when I unexpectedly met Miss Yue. It's such a coincidence that we met. Miss Yue, this proves that our fate is ordained by heaven."
"A destiny ordained by heaven?"
Yue Buqun stared intently at Murong Fu, unable to discern any trace of martial arts on Murong Fu's body.
She had assumed her daughter had taken a liking to Lin Pingzhi, but it turned out to be this weak and powerless scholar.
Although Lin Pingzhi was incompetent, at least he was a martial artist with his own plans, but this scholar...
"This must be your father-in-law?" Murong Fu bowed deeply to Yue Buqun. "Please accept my bow."
"Boy, when did I ever say I would marry my daughter to you?"
Yue Buqun's lips twitched violently.
Unexpectedly, Yue Lingshan came to Murong Fu's side and said with a firm expression, "Father, I want to marry him!"
"You, you're going to drive your father to his death!"
Yue Buqun sighed deeply.
A figure slowly walked over, smiling and saying, "Oh? Young Master Murong, Sect Leader Yue, what a coincidence."
The newcomer was none other than Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng raised his four eyebrows, truly surprised to see Murong Fu here.
Murong Fu gave Lu Xiaofeng a look, signaling him not to speak carelessly.
Lu Xiaofeng glanced at Yue Lingshan, who looked nervous, and understood immediately.
"Master Lu, do you know this young master?"
Yue Buqun was even more surprised that this scholar was actually a friend of the famous Lu Xiaofeng.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I have traveled all over the country and have friends all over the world. Young Master Murong is a man of great character. We had a very pleasant conversation and are good friends."
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Young Master Lu is a dragon among men. I regret not meeting him sooner and wish I could become sworn brothers with him."
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Oh? Young Master Murong has such an intention? Then why don't we become sworn brothers today, with Sect Leader Yue as our witness?"
"Before that, I have a favor to ask of you, Young Master Lu," Murong Fu said, shaking his head and waving his hand. "I wish to get engaged to Miss Yue and hope that you, Young Master Lu, will be my witness."
Lu Xiaofeng blinked and laughed heartily, "It's nothing, I'm more than happy to do so, and congratulations to Young Master Murong on winning the heart of your beauty."
"What does Father-in-law think?" Murong Fu asked Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun was stunned. This scholar and Lu Xiaofeng had such a good relationship that they wanted to become sworn brothers.
"I agree."
Yue Buqun gave Murong Fu a deep look and slowly nodded.
Although we don't know the scholar's background, the fact that he can befriend Lu Xiaofeng tells us that he must be someone important, perhaps even the son of a prestigious family.
Yue Buqun thought of the four great families of Jiangnan, one of which was the Murong family of Qixingtang.
Could this child be from the Murong family?
The more Yue Buqun thought about it, the more convinced he became that this was indeed the case.
However, the Murong family is a martial arts family, so why is he not skilled in martial arts?
“Miss Yue… no, Shan’er, from now on we are husband and wife.”
Murong Fu embraced Yue Lingshan directly, lowering his head to gaze at her tenderly.
Yue Lingshan lowered her head shyly, not daring to meet Murong Fu's gaze.
Lin Pingzhi gripped the rusty knife tightly. He had thought Yue Lingshan liked him, but he never expected to be outmaneuvered.
Because Murong Fu used the guise of Li Feiyu when he met Lin Pingzhi in the dilapidated temple, Lin Pingzhi was unaware that the senior who had taught him martial arts was right in front of him.
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