Chapter 4. 4. Six-tailed Society
"This is a hospital. Is my wife a doctor?"
"Your wife is about to give birth."
The strange conversation in the dream kept echoing in Xia Feng's ears, leaving him puzzled.
"Sir, sir!"
"Huh?" Xia Feng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight, coming back to his senses from his doze.
"Sir, we have arrived at Vulpix Manor."
"Oh, yes, thank you."
Xia Feng rubbed his temples and just got out of the car, he saw three people standing at the gate of the manor.
A middle-aged man in a neat suit and a slicked-back hair was leaning on a dragon-headed cane and staring at him with a stern face.
This person was his adoptive father, Wei Shutong.
Of course, even though he was called an adoptive father, he wasn't really that familiar. After all, this man with a slicked-back haircut had eighteen adopted sons.
Next to Wei Shutong stood a middle-aged man with a scar on his right eye and wearing a loose dark black martial arts robe.
The man in the martial arts uniform is called Zhao Jie, and he is now the acting president of Liuwei Society.
As for the person standing upright with his hands behind his back, he was Zhao Jie's disciple - Qi Xiao.
What are they doing here? Xia Feng looked at the acting president with some confusion.
Zhao Jie's only open left eye was grayish-white. He looked over with an air of authority, his expression expressionless. "Xia Feng, where did you go just now?"
Although Xia Feng was confused, he still bowed respectfully and said:
"I went to Wangjue Mansion to find Mu Qingtong. Why did Uncle Zhao ask this?"
"Are you going to cancel the engagement?" Zhao Jie's gray pupils were slightly fierce, and he stared at Xia Feng coldly.
Xia Feng looked slightly suspicious, and inadvertently glanced at Wei Shutong, who was leaning on a crutch and keeping silent with his eyes closed, and then looked at Qi Xiao, who was standing behind Zhao Jie with a faint smile on his face.
Xia Feng smiled, as if understanding something. "I just went to the Prince's Mansion to have a few words with Miss Mu. How can that be interpreted as me breaking off the engagement? Uncle Zhao, where did you hear these mindless rumors?"
Hearing this, Zhao Jie narrowed his gray eyes slightly and glanced at his disciple Qi Xiao beside him with a cold look.
Qi Xiao was also stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "My men clearly saw you running red lights all the way to the Prince's Mansion, and even refused to stay in the hospital after the car accident! You rushed into the mansion so angrily, and told us that you just wanted to say a few words to Miss Mu?"
"Yeah, isn't it..." Xia Feng said sincerely, "Is it not possible?"
"you--"
"If Senior Brother Thirteen doesn't believe me, you can just call the Mu Family Manor and ask."
Xia Feng smiled, "Just ask her if she had a good chat with me tonight, and if I hadn't mentioned breaking off the engagement at all."
At this moment, Xia Feng also had some realization in his heart.
Why did Cha Naixue suddenly introduce him to a fiancée? It turned out that she had teamed up with Qi Xiao. I guess Qi Xiao promised her some benefits.
As for the purpose of Qi Xiao doing this, it was probably for the Liuwei Society's very rare inherited spiritual clothing - Liuwei.
Qi Xiao saw that Xia Feng was so confident and didn't seem to be lying. He looked unhappy. Damn, he was so careless.
But if this Xia guy wasn't going to break off the engagement and cause trouble, why did he run so fast? He was already in the hospital and still insisted on looking for Mu Qingtong. Could it be that he was just chatting?!
But whatever, it won't affect the overall situation anyway! Qi Xiao narrowed his brown eyes slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "So, Junior Brother agrees to marry into the Mu family?"
"Of course, Miss Mu is beautiful and gentle, why should I refuse?" Xia Feng smiled.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank my senior brother for his support behind the scenes." He shook Qi Xiao's hand with a sincere look on his face, "Thank you!"
This is the truth.
Qi Xiao's eyes twitched slightly. Indeed, he had seen Mu Qingtong's photo. She was ridiculously beautiful. Damn, this kid got lucky!
But it’s not a big deal. After all, a noble lady like Mu Qingtong who is admired by thousands of people is not someone Xia Feng can control!
Thinking secretly to comfort himself, Qi Xiao regained his composure and turned back to clasp his fists and said:
"Master, since Xia Feng is about to marry into the family, he is no longer eligible to compete for the Six-Tailed Spiritual Robe. I request that the Spiritual Robe competition be terminated early!"
In fact, Xia Feng himself had no idea about the six-tailed spiritual robe, and had no intention of competing with Qi Xiao. After all, with his talent, it would take him a long time to learn how to use the six-tailed robe.
But now.
He has no talent, but the Witch of Destruction does!
"Okay." Zhao Jie nodded calmly and looked at the middle-aged man in a suit beside him. "Old Wei, do you have any objections?"
Wei Shutong's expression showed no emotion. He tapped his cane and said, "Since Xia Feng is no longer eligible to compete, I have no objection. Let's announce the result."
"Excuse me." Xia Feng blinked, "Old Wei, I have something to say."
Wei Shutong frowned and glanced at him, but ignored him. He turned around and left with a wave of his sleeves: "Let's all go."
"Old Wei, don't be impatient." Zhao Jie followed slowly, smiling, "The bet is 200,000 yuan, so you've lost, right? Remember to transfer the money when you get back."
Seeing this, Qi Xiao curled the corners of his lips, glanced at Xia Feng, and quickly followed Zhao Jie's pace.
The three of them walked away.
Hey, look at my bad temper! Xia Feng knew that facts speak louder than words, and some things didn't need to be explained too much.
Liuwei Society advocates that the strong are respected. Of course, another way to put it is that interests are respected. As long as visible benefits are in place, some people will naturally change their attitude for you.
He clasped his hands together suddenly, and a moon-white spiritual current instantly rippled out from his palms, humming—
Under the ancient tree in the moonlight, the young man's black hair danced wildly backwards. The three people who were about to step into the manor suddenly stopped and looked back in confusion.
(End of this chapter)
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