Chapter 63: My Husband

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"Didn't the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect give you a card back then? Why must you insist on dragging me here?"

At Qibao Zhai, Tang Yuehua glared with a look of resentment at Nan Feng, who was sitting across from her, eating on his own.

He had run to Yuexuan, carried her away in front of so many people, and then lugged her to Qibao Zhai as if parading her through the streets! All just to make her treat him to a meal!!

"Because you are the only friend I have in Tiandou City," Nan Feng said.

"Eating alone is too dreary; I have no appetite, so I had no choice but to come find you."

The corner of Tang Yuehua's eye twitched. "I am not qualified to be a friend of an Elder."

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow. "What does that mean? Looking down on me?"

"I wouldn't dare." Tang Yuehua turned to the side, not wanting to engage with Nan Feng.

"Not daring means you truly think so, then," Nan Feng said.

"It seems the Clear Sky Sect is also tired of living. Very well, after six years, it is time to let this continent remember my name once again."

As he spoke, Nan Feng stood up.

"Wait a moment!" Tang Yuehua hurriedly grabbed Nan Feng.

"I'll be obedient, don't do anything reckless."

"Obedient?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"How obedient?"

"……"

Tang Yuehua lowered her head, her expression extremely complex. "If the Elder wants something, just say it directly."

Nan Feng crouched down, grabbed Tang Yuehua's shoulders, looked into her eyes, and put on a serious face. "Really?"

Tang Yuehua avoided his gaze and gave a soft response.

"Anything at all?"

"……Mm."

"Good! Then I order you: destroy the Clear Sky Sect!"

"……"

Tang Yuehua was stunned and turned her head back. "Huh?"

"Huh? What does that mean? You don't mean to tell me you can't do it?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"You can't even do such a small thing, yet you say 'anything at all'?"

"Tsk~"

"……" Tang Yuehua.

No, what the hell?

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻!! Are you kidding me?! "What exactly do you want to do?"

Tang Yuehua, rendered speechless by anger, simply gave up.

She finally understood: she was no match for this lunatic! She still hadn't even figured out why this guy had targeted her in the first place.

The Clear Sky Sect? Don't be ridiculous. Although she was a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, she was not a Spirit Master, and because of this special Mutated Martial Soul, she was almost regarded as a disgrace to the sect within its walls. If not for her two older brothers, she feared she would have been expelled from the sect long ago, just like that Yu Xiaogang of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

"I wanted to see you like this, looking so broken," Nan Feng said.

"Instead of that act of a refined young lady."

From the first time they met, he had discovered that Tang Yuehua was putting on an act. After all, having come from a place like the Clear Sky Sect, how could she possibly be as dignified and elegant as she appeared?

It was all fake!

All that talk of a refined young lady, all that noble temperament—it was all just one person putting on a show for another! "Are you satisfied now?" Tang Yuehua looked at Nan Feng, speechless.

"It's alright, but not enough." Nan Feng took the Blue Silver Emperor out of his Soul Guidance Device and placed it on the table.

"Guess what this is?"

"Blue Silver Grass?"

"Wrong, this is your love rival, and also your sister-in-law."

Tang Yuehua was stunned. "What does that mean?"

"She is the Blue Silver Emperor, the one who performed the Sacrifice for your brother." As he spoke, Nan Feng took out the soul bone of the Blue Silver Emperor and placed it on the table as well.

"Her remains have been usurped by me."

"……" Tang Yuehua's expression froze. "What about him?"

"He ran away." Nan Feng shrugged.

"It's funny, really. This Blue Silver Emperor gave everything for him, yet even her remains were discarded. And guess where this thing was kept before?"

"In a cave that never saw the light of day."

"Can you believe this is something a person could do?"

"I certainly don't believe it. Of course, I won't go around saying how Tang Hao is this or that; after all, I don't know the inside story, and I'm not particularly interested in the details of this matter. Anyway, this plant is mine now."

Tang Hao had been targeted by the Spirit Hall when he was thirty-five years old and at level eighty-four. The old Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect had been angered to death at that time, and for the next ten years or so, Tang Hao had basically been on the run. It wasn't until six years ago, when Tang San was about to be born and the aura of the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Beast leaked out, that the Spirit Hall found the trail of the Blue Silver Emperor, leading to everything that followed.

How many twists and turns there were in all this, he didn't know. Of course, he had no interest in knowing; after all, it had nothing to do with him. It was their family's business, and it wasn't his place to meddle.

He was so attentive to Bibi Dong because, during those years in Slaughter City, that woman had fished him out of there. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been interested in getting involved in so much messy business.

Compared to Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue was much easier to fool.

It had taken him three years to mold Bibi Dong's mind into his own shape, but with Qian Renxue, he could tell after just a few casual words that the girl was already wavering!

She was just too damn easy to fool! "She doesn't have her own consciousness yet. If you want to say anything to her, you'll have to wait a while." As he spoke, Nan Feng put away the remains of the Blue Silver Emperor.

"Alright, I've seen what I wanted to see. Thanks for the hospitality, goodbye."

Nan Feng stood up and left the private room.

He turned and arrived at a private room not far away.

"Yo, Sect Master Ning, what a coincidence!"

The corner of Ning Fengzhi's eye twitched, "Nan Feng Elder, this time, I really am not here to eavesdrop."

He had only brought his little ancestor out for a meal! Who could have guessed that Nan Feng, who should have been at the Crown Prince Mansion, would actually bring Tang Yuehua over again!

And it just happened to be in the room right next to his! Honestly, he had wanted to run away just now! "Hey, Sect Master Ning, what kind of talk is that? How could there be any talk of eavesdropping between us? Don't you know what kind of person I am yet?" Nan Feng walked in and sat down.

"There is nothing that cannot be said to others; I am not one of those petty people who only dare to hide in the shadows and play dirty tricks. What do I have to fear from being known?"

Ning Fengzhi wore an awkward smile.

You bastard, you're still as blunt as ever when insulting people! Damn it! "Daddy, who is he?"

A little girl in a pink-blue dress sitting beside Ning Fengzhi pointed at Nan Feng.

"He is..."

"Your child bridegroom who has been separated for many years," Nan Feng said.

Ning Fengzhi's expression stiffened.

F***!! I didn't agree to that back then!!

"Child bridegroom?" Ning Rongrong looked puzzled.

"What is that?"

"It is your future dear husband," Nan Feng said.

"Cough, cough!" Ning Fengzhi coughed heavily twice, interrupting Nan Feng.

"Rongrong, this Nan Feng Elder is Daddy's friend, not any child bridegroom; you should call him Uncle."

"It's dear husband!"

"Uncle!"

"Husband!"

"Uncle!"

"Fine!" Nan Feng patted Ning Fengzhi on the shoulder.

"Since Brother Ning requests it so, then I shall reluctantly accept."

"From now on, I will call you Brother Ning, you will call me Uncle, and as for Rongrong, she will still call me dear husband."

"..." Ning Fengzhi's expression froze.

Can you have some shame, damn it?!

My daughter is only six years old! You beast!

F***!!!

(End of chapter)