The young master smiled amicably. "My surname is Liu, my given name is Nianfeng, and I am the owner of Shengxue Manor. I am still unmarried..."
Xia Chao's forehead twitched again. "Why are you saying all this!"
"Introducing yourself to your father-in-law and mother-in-law, isn't that what every son-in-law should do?"
Xia Chao's face turned ashen. "When did I ever say that Feng Guang would marry you?"
"No need for further words." Liu Nianfeng gently patted Feng Guang's back with his hand, his tender expression making one think that the girl in his arms was his most precious treasure. He said in a slow and unquestionable tone, "From now on, Feng Guang is mine."
Wang Ci's expression was also not good. "Please, young master, do not speak nonsense. Feng Guang is not in good health and is a young lady. Her reputation is of utmost importance. Please return my daughter to me. I want to take her away."
“I will cure Fengguang’s illness, and her reputation rests solely on my shoulders.” He smiled, his expression indescribably handsome. “I will not hand her over to anyone else.”
"I am Fengguang's mother!"
"Because you are Fengguang's mother, I will not kill you." Liu Nianfeng stood up with Fengguang in his arms. This man's smile was so handsome that even though he was saying such arrogant words, people inexplicably felt as if they had received a favor from him.
Just as the atmosphere reached its peak of tension, Leng Qingjue suddenly stepped forward. She perfectly adopted the expression of a curious and bewildered young man. Her body was only thirteen years old, a youthful and adorable age, so she knew that as long as she acted cute, she would win people's favor. She asked in confusion, "Big brother, do you and this young lady know each other before?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a sword aura slashed across her cheek.
This was so fast that it took less than the blink of an eye. Even with the instincts of a special agent, Leng Qingjue was only surprised to sense the killing intent three seconds after the sword energy had passed.
Liu Nianfeng said with a smile, "If you dare to claim kinship again, next time, it won't just be your face that gets scratched."
He saw the white jade pendant hanging from her waist, which was a wedding gift he had given to his master three hundred years ago.
Since she was a descendant of Lan Zhao, he was willing to spare her life out of consideration for Lan Zhao's teachings back then.
It's a pity that someone as meticulous as Lan Zhao would have such an arrogant and conceited junior.
Leng Qingjue remained silent, her hands gripping her clothes tightly at her sides. She thought back to the modern era when she was known as a legendary queen of special agents, but after arriving in this ancient world, she had been holding back her anger for a long time.
However, due to her physical condition, she was still unable to defeat these people, whether it was Liu Nianfeng or Xia Chao.
“Fengguang needs to rest.” Liu Nianfeng said politely and amicably to Xia Chao, whose face was ashen, and Wang Ci, whose face was also pale. “Please excuse me for taking my leave first. Shengxue Manor welcomes you to visit anytime.”
"Don't run!"
The wall disappeared, and Xia Chao left with his sword. Before him was only a phantom of Liu Nianfeng, who had already left. Naturally, the scenery was gone too.
Xia Chao was furious. He was also a member of the martial arts world, but he had never heard of the name Liu Nianfeng. He looked at Wang Ci, thinking that she would be even more anxious than him, but he didn't expect her to be much calmer.
Xia Chao was silent for a moment before saying, "Aci... don't worry, I will find Shengxue Manor."
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