Chapter 739: Target Hooked

Qian Yuan, at this moment, wasn't going to mind any friendship formalities!

Hearing that, the others also halted and argued with him:

"Brother Qian, three stunning beauties— which one do you fancy? Can't we let you pick first? You can't want them all, can you?"

"Indeed! I'm not greedy— just leave that little maid for me, okay?"

These people could no longer concern themselves with wine and meat camaraderie, and began arguing in a clamor.

Qian Yuan and his group hadn't yet decided how to allocate the three beauties.

"Roar!" a beast's howl echoed.

A Thunder Dragon Beast, bearing a middle‑aged man, sprinted past them, stirring up a gust of wind.

It kept its speed, charging straight into the courtyard, frightening the women inside into pallor.

Then the Thunder Dragon Beast slammed to a halt before the courtyard.

"Hahaha! Scared you, huh?" the man atop the beast laughed loudly.

The man was dressed in brocade silk and jade robes, and every accessory he wore was costly.

However, all those pricey items piled on him looked terribly mismatched.

It was as if they were haphazardly thrown together on him; none of them seemed to belong to him.

"Miss Su, I'm here to fetch you!" the man called crudely.

"Sister Qingcheng just arrived; after I say a few words to her, I'll go with you!" Su Miaoyin said, somewhat displeased.

"You aren't trying to dodge the bill, are you?"

As he spoke, the man leapt down from the Thunder Dragon Beast, limped forward to fling open the courtyard gate, and swaggered to sit by the stone table, prompting Wu Qingcheng and Su Miaoyin to instantly stand up in disgust and step aside.

Bai Hu let out an angry low growl, but the Thunder Dragon Beast outside let out a deep roar, warning Bai Hu, which made the tiger retreat.

"Take good care of your mount!" Su Miaoyin patted Bai Hu's head to soothe it while scolding Bojiao.

"Hmph! It's also part of your dowry. If you ever threaten me again, I'll have the Thunder Dragon Beast swallow it…"

The arrival of the limping man made the courtyard atmosphere extremely tense.

Chen Yuan and the others, upon seeing this, could no longer bother with their dispute.

"Brother Qian, let's deal with this limper first, then each of us can use our skills to win the beauties' favor, how about that?"

"Indeed, Brother Qian, or else Miss Su might get bullied by that limper!"

Qian Yuan furrowed his brows slightly, saying with some worry, "The Thunder Dragon Beast's realm is Yin‑Yang Fourth! We're no match for it!"

"What are we afraid of! We're not going to fight it directly. Just brandish the Qian family name, and in Five Yang Yi Cheng, who dares oppose the Qian family!"

"Exactly! We don't initiate an attack, yet he still dares to move against us! I've never heard of any wealthy limping family in the city. He's probably just a pretender who bullies ordinary folk!"

"Right, look at his limper's attire— nowhere does it resemble a scion of a great household! Even a Spirit Stone could probably smash him!"

Hearing that, Qian Yuan felt that if he didn't act, these people would all step in.

So he could only say, "Fine, we'll go negotiate terms with him!"

Saying that, he led the way forward.

But as soon as they drew a little closer, the Thunder Dragon Beast guarding outside spotted them, released its oppressive aura, and issued a warning.

Before they could explain, a white‑shirted youth, with a black blade slung on his back and accompanied by a maid also of Yin‑Yang Fourth Realm, swooped in from the air and forced the Thunder Dragon Beast's aura back.

The Thunder Dragon Beast seemed terribly afraid of the youth, instantly withdrawing its aura and slipping aside.

As the youth passed by Qian Yuan and the others, he gave them a contemptuous glance.

"Limp! You and your pet beast— you don't want it anymore, do you?"

Qian Yuan and the others, seeing the turn of events, immediately halted.

Whether it was the Thunder Dragon Beast or Ye Liuyun, their realms were higher than theirs; without understanding the situation, they dared not lose their temper.

"Young Master Ye, it's wonderful you could come!" Wu Qingcheng offered a slight bow.

But Qian Yuan and the others noticed that neither Su Miaoyin nor Wu Qingcheng seemed to greet Ye Liuyun's arrival as if he were a savior.

"So it's Young Master Ye!" the limper forced a grin, stood up insincerely, gave a half‑hearted bow, and asked, "What? Young Master Ye here to drink some celebratory wine?"

Ye Liuyun ignored him and said directly to Wu Qingcheng, "Qingcheng, I've brought the Spirit Stone! You must keep the promise— if I redeem Miss Su, you and Yu Er will both be mine!"

Hearing that, Wu Qingcheng and Yu Er's faces turned somewhat embarrassed.

But Wu Qingcheng still said, "Don't worry, I'll keep my word! As long as you can redeem Miaoyin today, I'll marry you!"

"Redeem a person?" the limper exclaimed, "Su Miaoyin already has a marriage contract with me. She's mine now! It's not a matter of redemption!"

"Give me a price, and I'll buy her!" Ye Liuyun said bluntly to the limper.

"Well, I need to think that over!" he said, sitting down again, his eyes darting restlessly.

Qian Yuan and the others felt a surge of joy upon hearing that.

"If it's about money, it's easy! Almost no one is richer than them!"

Moreover, the Thunder Dragon Beast now hid to the side, too afraid to be aggressive. Seizing the chance, they boldly approached.

"Ladies, apologies for the intrusion! We were drawn here by your flute's sound; seeing you in trouble, we wish to help, and hope you'll give us a chance!"

Ye Liuyun saw this and felt delighted. "Target hooked!" he thought, yet outwardly he remained composed.

"My flute?" Su Miaoyin pretended to be startled, then replied shyly, "Forgive us, gentlemen, for making you laugh! But we don't know each other; I dare not trouble you further!"

"Miss, you may not know, this is the Qian family's eldest son, Qian Yuan! Have you heard of the Qian family's strength? In Five Yang Yi Cheng, there's no problem the Qian heir can't solve!" a man beside Qian Yuan interjected.

"Qian family?" Bojiao heard and practically leapt up from the stone bench.

He flattered his way forward to greet them.

Qian Yuan and his group had long seen snobbish scoundrels like Bojiao. Seeing his posture, they felt even more confident.

Thus they didn't give him a friendly look.

Someone asked directly, "Miss, how much do you owe? Just tell us the amount!"

Bojiao was looked down upon by them, but he was not annoyed. His eyes shifted, and he said in a low voice: 'Before, it was that I was owed money! However, we have already signed a marriage contract, so it is no longer a matter of owed money! Now, in name, she is my wife......'

Bojiao paused, then put on a full-face smile and said: 'However, if Young Master Qian likes it, I can transfer it! But this price is not the matter of the money I was originally owed!'