Chapter 256

Fu Hanxiu, to express his welcome to Feng Yi, his "nephew," specially set a table at Qin Ge.

Of course, Ye Qingran and two babies went with them as well.

At the banquet, Fu Hanxiu played the role of a kind uncle, occasionally hinting to Feng Yi that he would later become his grandmaster!

Feng Yi had no particular opinion on who would be his grandmaster, as long as the grandmaster was treated well. Clearly, Fu Hanxiu, that old fox, was well‑versed in this, acting flawlessly, which made Feng Yi develop a favorable impression of him.

Moreover, Fu Hanxiu's cultivation was extremely high, and his insight into the sword path was profound, always providing Feng Yi with abundant guidance, causing this Sword Maniac to look up to Fu Hanxiu with utmost reverence!

On the way back, Fu Hanxiu was clearly in a good mood, a pleasant curve hanging at the corner of his mouth.

That smile vanished when they passed a Wine House.

Several figures blocked their path.

To their surprise, those people were several disciples of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, led by Ling Qingwu.

Today Ling Qingwu deliberately dressed up, forgoing the sect's attire and wearing a water‑blue long dress that highlighted her graceful figure, a face as flawless as a lotus emerging from water, with delicate makeup. She looked like a pristine snow‑lotus on a high mountain, untouchable.

Ling Qingwu glanced at Ye Qingran, then shifted her gaze to Fu Hanxiu, revealing a perfectly timed smile.

"National Master, may I have a moment to speak privately?"

Her voice was like a yellow warbler leaving the valley, as enchanting and pleasant as a plucked zither.

Passersby who saw these striking individuals and heard the address "National Master" stopped in surprise, turning their curious eyes toward the scene.

Fu Hanxiu's smile faded, his indifferent gaze sweeping over, "No!"

Ling Qingwu's smile froze on her face, but soon returned to normal.

Before arriving, she had already thoroughly researched this Donglin National Master.

Mysterious and powerful. Even the Donglin Imperial Capital held her in a degree of awe. Moreover, he also had countless ties with Western Extremity, and might even be a major figure of some Western Extremity faction.

Such a person possesses the capital to be arrogant and cold.

Besides, the more such a person you subdue, the greater the sense of achievement, right?

"Since the National Master finds it inconvenient, let's speak here then."

Fu Hanxiu was clearly growing impatient.

He has the time—why not enjoy it with Ye Qingran?

Fu San read the situation, ready to step forward and disperse them, but Ye Qingran interjected, "Miss Ling, what do you have to say? I'm curious as well."

Fu Hanxiu looked at her and went along with her suggestion.

Ling Qingwu felt a hint of jealousy rise within her.

National Master, you really are kind to that scoundrel Ye Qingran!

"Not to hide from the National Master, I have a friend who is a member of Western Extremity Zhu Lu Zhi Dian; if the National Master is interested, I can help make an introduction."

When Ling Qingwu said this, she slightly lifted her chin, showing an air of arrogance.

Western Extremity's Zhu Lu Zhi Dian is a symbol of the pinnacle of Western Extremity's power. Especially the Emperor Sovereign of Zhu Lu Zhi Dian, whose elegance is unparalleled and unmatched.

Although she has no direct connection to that Emperor Sovereign, being linked to someone from Zhu Lu Zhi Dian is enough to make others envious!

The Xuan Yuan Sword Sect disciples, hearing Ling Qingwu's words, couldn't help but show envy.

"Senior sister, so you actually know people from Zhu Lu Zhi Dian! You're really impressive!"

"Senior sister truly lives up to the title; her network is vast!"

……

As they spoke, they didn't forget to cast provocative glances at Ye Qingran.

They concluded that a frog at the bottom of a well like Ye Qingran could never know anyone from Zhu Lu Zhi Dian!

The people around, hearing this, all looked at Ling Qingwu differently.

Zhu Lu Zhi Dian, that is the greatest elite force of Western Extremity!

It is said that many super‑strong individuals reside there, any one of whom could wipe out Donglin Country!

Ling Qingwu actually knows someone from Zhu Lu Zhi Dian?

"Truly a genius of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect!"

The crowd expressed their admiration one after another.

Ye Qingran gently shook her head.

Just knowing someone from Zhu Lu Zhi Dian, and already feeling so proud?

If she ever manages to deal with the Emperor Sovereign of Zhu Lu Zhi Dian, wouldn't she be able to walk unimpeded?

Fu San, after hearing Ling Qingwu's words, was left speechless to the extreme.

So, Ling Qingwu's elaborate scheme was to have them introduce the Emperor Sovereign of Zhu Lu Zhi Dian to an ordinary person?

Listening to the crowd's sighs, Ling Qingwu's confidence grew even more on her face.

She was certain that the National Master could not refuse her invitation.

After all, who wouldn't want a connection with Zhu Lu Zhi Dian?

She arrogantly awaited the National Master's response.

Yet, after waiting a long time, she still received no reply from the National Master.

She couldn't help but furrow her brows, "I have a good relationship with that Zhu Lu Zhi Dian friend. National Master, connecting with him might make your future even brighter!"

Fu Qianchen blinked his eyes, as if looking at a fool.

Zhu Lu Zhi Dian?

You mean his family?

His Father Lord is already the most powerful figure of Zhu Lu Zhi Dian; why still need to know others?

Isn't this a redundant move?

Is this sister foolish?

Mo Xiaohu scratched his head.

Why does the name "Summit of the Hunt" sound so familiar?

It seems I've heard it somewhere, but he can't recall it right now.

"No need," the National Master replied, cold as snow.

Ling Qingwu grew flustered. How could the National Master not be moved?

So she lifted her steps forward, walking toward the National Master.

The closer she got, the more she marveled at the National Master's handsome looks and towering height. His appearance was a kind of handsomeness she had never seen before, and his figure was so tall, majestic and upright, each aspect embodying masculine grandeur.

Even Feng Yi, who was equally outstanding, seemed three points inferior before him.

She decided she must have this man!

But before Ling Qingwu could get in front of the National Master, she heard him say loudly, "Child's mother, someone is eyeing the child's father; won't you intervene?"

Ye Qingran didn't react at first, until she felt Fu Hanxiu's scorching gaze.

She blinked, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

No problem!

Both children called her "mother," and Xiao Chen called him "father."

Isn't that exactly the relationship of the child's mother and the child's father?

But hearing it from his mouth, it somehow felt off.

Very off!