Chapter 1170: Doorbell and Invitation Card

Doorbell and Invitation Card

Before the fleet even drove into the town, the sky turned gloomy, and a heavy rain followed.

This rain added a bit of bleakness to the originally deserted Wushan Town.

"This weather forecast is completely inaccurate..." Big Head sat in the driver's seat. The windshield wipers swept back and forth across the glass in front of him.

He glanced at the time.

"With it raining so heavily, can we still do the lion dance? Won't this head-dress that costs several hundred be ruined by the rain?"

"Of course we have to." Sitting in the back row, having changed into his wedding escort clothes, Pao Ge spoke decisively.

"Sister Yu likes this kind of liveliness. Besides, didn't Big Brother say that a lion dance leading the way brings great Auspiciousness and great profit... No matter how heavy the rain is, we still have to dance."

The vehicle drove into the town and slowly stopped in front of a single-story house.

The car doors opened. The few boys in suits protected Pao Ge as they ran out of the car, sprinting quickly under the eaves. There, they saw a youth wearing a Tang suit leaning against the door frame, yawning.

Sun Bumian had arrived earlier, with his car parked on the other side. He was still holding that Awakened Lion Head-dress in his hands. Chen Ling, on the other hand, had his arms crossed over his chest and was leaning silently against the wall on the other side. From beginning to end, he hadn't spoken a single word, which made Pao Ge and the others feel even more awe and reverence toward him.

"Yo, you're here?" Sun Bumian rubbed his eyes. "Hurry up. Finish picking her up early, I still have to go to my meeting."

"Alright! Sorry to trouble you, Big Brother!"

Sun Bumian put on the lion head with one hand, while Chen Ling took half a step back, making room for them.

Although it was raining heavily outside, Big Head still professionally rummaged through the trunk and brought out the gong and drum he had prepared long ago. Following his forceful beating, the resounding sound of the gong and drum pierced through the curtain of rain and echoed on the streets of the small town!

In the next moment, Pao Ge strode directly forward, braving the heavy rain, toward the half-open courtyard gate!

Clang, clang, clang—!

Amidst the sky full of heavy rain and the sound of the gong and drum, an Awakened Lion draped in a red robe leaped in front of the door. Sun Bumian danced while stepping on the water. He didn't use any Stagecraft. Merely relying on his own proficiency in the lion dance, he displayed an extremely strong infectious power... The heavy rain splashed onto the lion head, the water droplets bursting apart, adding a bit of wildness and domineering aura to this leaping Awakened Lion, drawing continuous exclamations of surprise from the few boys on the side.

With the Awakened Lion leading the way, Pao Ge pushed open the courtyard gate in high spirits and shouted loudly:

"Xiaoyu!! I've come to pick you up!!"

Chen Ling stood quietly under the eaves outside, watching these youths dash wildly in the heavy rain. A trace of complexity flashed through his eyes.

Ever since becoming the Red King, his life had been a game of chess against various immortals or calamities. He hadn't felt this kind of peaceful and ordinary mundane aura for a very long time.

Under the calling of the gong, drum, and the youth, the door to the room in the courtyard slowly opened. Several adults were looking at the youths charging over in the rain. Their expressions were somewhat surprised, but they subsequently melted into smiles...

A young girl draped in a red bridal veil and wearing a red Xiuhe suit sat in a wheelchair, being slowly pushed to the door by the bridesmaids behind her.

"Wifey!!" Pao Ge rushed forward and looked excitedly at the young girl in the wheelchair.

"Look at you... with such heavy rain, why did you let yourself get completely soaked." The young girl's gentle voice came from under the red bridal veil. Immediately after, a pale, bloodless hand gently wiped the rainwater off his face. "You didn't even bring an umbrella."

"Bring an umbrella? What kind of prestige is that?!" Pao Ge grinned. He pointed at the Awakened Lion still leaping in the rain behind him.

"Wifey, look, I specially found an Awakened Lion for you!! Is it handsome or what?!"

The young girl under the veil seemed to have seen that robust and domineering Awakened Lion, and her red lips pursed slightly:

"Handsome, too handsome... This must have cost a lot of money, right? Where did you get the money?"

"No! This Big Brother is a really good person, he didn't take my money..." Pao Ge said with a simple-minded smile.

Amidst the roars of laughter and teasing from the surrounding relatives and friends, Pao Ge took over the handles of the wheelchair. As he pushed the bride outside, he chattered incessantly:

"Wifey, I originally prepared a Panamera for you, but that kid was too scammy and ran off with the money... But it's fine! This Big Brother lent us his Audi!

"An Audi is also quite good! It's big and spacious... When I have money in the future, I'll buy you a real car..."

"It's fine, as long as the wheelchair can get in, it's enough." Xiaoyu's voice was somewhat weak, but she still spoke gently.

As Pao Ge and the others walked out of the courtyard gate, this simple bride-escorting ceremony was considered over. They carefully carried Xiaoyu into the back seat of the car, then stowed the wheelchair in the trunk, and waved goodbye to Chen Ling and Sun Bumian under the eaves.

Through the slightly lowered car window, Chen Ling glanced at the delicate and pale bride in the back seat, then looked at the jubilant Pao Ge and the others, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Alright, mission accomplished." Sun Bumian took off the somewhat wet lion head-dress and said in satisfaction, "Let's go, it's time for us to go to the meeting too."

Saying that, he turned and walked in the direction of the hotel.

"We're just leaving like this?" Chen Ling asked.

"Yeah, otherwise what? Stay behind for the banquet? The Wushan Conference side is probably about to start. If we really went to the banquet, the organizers would probably have the heart to kill me." Sun Bumian shrugged.

Chen Ling followed behind Sun Bumian, strolling in the rain. As that Audi gradually moved further away from their field of vision, Chen Ling still couldn't help but say:

"Didn't you notice... that there's an aura of death on that girl?"

"I noticed."

"And you're just watching?"

"Birth, aging, sickness, and death are human nature. She had already reached the point where her oil is exhausted and her lamp is drying out. What did you want me to do?" Sun Bumian hugged the wet lion head-dress in his arms. "I'm a human, not a real immortal... Besides, even if I were a real immortal, could I casually reverse life and death?"

Chen Ling fell into silence.

It was indeed so. Even Monarchs like Lu Xun couldn't bring the dead back to life. That girl was just an ordinary person suffering from a terminal illness. Even Sun Bumian couldn't forcibly extend her life.

"But this is quite good too, isn't it?" Sun Bumian smiled. "To be able to marry the person she loves in the final period of her life... Pao Ge and this group of brats, although they do things a bit recklessly, they aren't bad. Xiaoyu should be quite happy being with them."

For some reason, hearing this sentence, the face of his younger brother unconsciously surfaced in Chen Ling's mind.

"...You're right."

Wushan Town wasn't large. The two braved the rain and walked for about ten minutes before they saw that highly vintage-feeling building on the mountainside.

"The Wushan Conference... I didn't expect there would be a day to revisit this old haunt." Sun Bumian looked at this hotel, sighed with emotion, and then strode toward it.

"Hello, please show your Invitation Card." The staff in front of the hotel's main door stopped the two of them.

Sun Bumian fumbled around his body for a long while before finally pulling an invitation card half-wet from the rain out of his pocket and handing it to the other party. The latter inspected it carefully, and even scanned it on a machine nearby. Finally, he nodded:

"It's fine. Please enter, Mr. Sun."

"Hey, he's with me." Sun Bumian pointed at Chen Ling. "My personal assistant."

The staff member glanced at Chen Ling. "Apologies, Mr. Sun... This conference is a highly confidential meeting with extremely high specifications. Those without an Invitation Card are not allowed to enter."

"Not even a little flexibility? Weren't we allowed to bring people in the previous few times?" Sun Bumian frowned.

"This time is different. It's an absolute order from above." The staff member paused. "If you really need one, we can equip you with a temporary assistant..."

At this, Sun Bumian also found himself in a difficult position.

He turned his head to look at Chen Ling, his eyes seemingly saying, 'It's not that your bro doesn't want to help you, it's that their rules have changed now!'

Chen Ling also didn't expect this conference to be so strict. For a time, he didn't know what to do.

"Chen..."

Right at this moment, an exclamation of surprise came from behind. But after only half a word sounded, it came to an abrupt halt as if they had seen a ghost.

Chen Ling and Sun Bumian turned their heads simultaneously.

Only to see that in the curtain of rain outside the door, Lu Xun, Su Zhiwei, and Yang Xiao were each holding a black umbrella, staring fixedly at Chen Ling at the doorway as if they had seen a ghost...

The air fell into a dead silence.

After a brief moment of shock, Su Zhiwei seemed to remember something. She walked quickly to the door and elegantly pulled two Invitation Cards from her bag, handing them over:

"Hello, this one is mine..."

Following that, Su Zhiwei's fingers made a turn in mid-air, stuffing the other Invitation Card into the hands of a sluggish Chen Ling.

"This one belongs to my assistant."