Chapter 158: Jiang Taimu's Great-Grandson, Jiang Suan

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall was startled.

Yu Xian'er is always aloof; when has she ever been this forward in showing herself?

Yet now Yu Xian'er personally extended an invitation—how could they not envy her?

But when they looked up and saw Lin Yang in the heavenly-character private room, they all fell silent.

After all, Lin Yang is educated and can afford the heavenly-character private room; his status is clearly extraordinary, so it serves him right to receive Yu Xian'er's invitation.

Li Du, Han Feng, and Mo Jie also stared fixedly at Lin Yang, clearly regarding him as a romantic rival.

Lin Yang smiled and said, "Since you've sincerely invited me, then fine—I'll join."

Having said that,

He then withdrew to his private room and no longer spoke with Yu Xian'er.

Yu Xian'er, however, kept staring at Lin Yang's private room, her thoughts racing.

After all, Lin Yang seemed to be her kindred spirit, able to see through her thoughts, so she was naturally extremely curious.

Just then,

A mature, intelligent, beautiful figure approached, first nodding slightly to greet everyone.

Then she turned her gaze to Yu Xian'er and softly asked, "Xian'er, what are you looking at?"

The newcomer was none other than Hua Xiangxi, the manager of the Heroic Building.

Suddenly interrupted, Yu Xian'er first shook her head.

Then, still unwilling to give up, she glanced at Lin Yang's private room and asked Hua Xiangxi, "Sister Hua, do you know who is in that private room?"

Hua Xiangxi followed Yu Xian'er's gaze and discovered that the private room she pointed to was the one previously reserved by the person who had criticized the Heroic Wine as lacking.

She said, "That private room was reserved under the name Kong Qing Xiaozi; I don't know the surname or given name of the person inside."

Hearing this, Yu Xian'er looked somewhat disappointed.

"However, I did meet him briefly inside the private room earlier," Hua Xiangxi added.

"How was it?" Yu Xian'er asked curiously.

Hua Xiangxi shook her head and said, "He seems unfamiliar; he must have come for the Lion King Bone auction."

Moreover, he is utterly absurd, actually saying the Heroic Wine is lacking—pure nonsense.

Hua Xiangxi has not let go of this matter.

Yu Xian'er, however, genuinely curious, asked, "Oh? How did he evaluate it?"

Hua Xiangxi shook her head and said, "I left before he finished speaking."

Yu Xian'er earnestly said, "Sister Hua, perhaps he truly has a unique insight; I think you should listen to him."

After all, although she had just met Lin Yang and didn't know him well, through their brief interaction he gave her a very good impression, not seeming like a nonsense person.

Hua Xiangxi, however, smiled and said, "The Heroic Wine has a hundred‑year history; everyone agrees it's good, only he says it's bad—perhaps his palate is just picky."

"Forget it, let's not talk about him. Come on, let's go discuss the literary competition."

Hua Xiangxi said, "This time in the literary competition, even Mo Jie is participating; I hope you gain something."

Yu Xian'er, upon hearing this, also nodded and followed Hua Xiangxi into a room.

Meanwhile, in the hall, the sounds of clinking glasses and conversation resumed.

Only Mo Jie gritted his teeth, staring at Lin Yang's private room, his hatred surging.

Li Du and Han Feng, however, had already sneaked to the Heroic Building's reservation desk and shouted to the person in charge, "I, the young master, want to book a heavenly-character private room!"

Mo Jie, upon hearing this, suddenly realized that, being cultured, if he also obtained a heavenly-character private room...

... then capturing Yu Xian'er would be all the more assured.

Thinking this, he felt somewhat ashamed—being a scholarly, intelligent person, he wasn't the first to think of this method, yet Li Du and Han Feng beat him to it; he deserved to die.

Just as the three of them were struggling over the reservation, refusing to yield to each other,

But then, the door of Lin Yang's private room was gently knocked.

"Come in," Lin Yang replied calmly.

Only a graceful young maiden slowly pushed the door open and entered.

She had a lovely visage, her brows and eyes exuding a lively spirit.

However, Lin Yang was certain he had never seen her before, and couldn't help feeling doubtful, so he asked.

"Who are you?"

The maiden slightly bowed and respectfully replied, "In response to your question, sir, I am Ah Jiao, the maid of Young Master Jiang."

She said.

She slightly turned sideways, raised her hand, and pointed to another heavenly-character private room.

Lin Yang followed her gaze and, through the window of the private room, could see a plump young man standing there.

That young man's appearance was not particularly handsome, yet his whole bearing exuded the air of a pampered aristocrat—clearly a wealthy family's chubby young master.

Seeing Lin Yang's gaze, he hastily straightened his back, pretending not to care as he looked around at the ceiling.

Yet his eyes betrayed a hint of nervousness and curiosity, secretly sizing up Lin Yang.

Lin Yang furrowed his brow slightly, thinking to himself, "What act is this fat kid putting on?"

However, not knowing the chubby boy, he turned to Ah Jiao and asked, "What do you want with me?"

The maiden unhurriedly said, "My young master has always liked to befriend talented people from all over the world."

"Just now, hearing of your poem, my young master was greatly astonished, his heart filled with admiration, and he specially sent me to ask whether you would be willing to befriend my young master."

Lin Yang, upon hearing this, glanced again at the plump young man.

Their eyes met.

The plump young man immediately withdrew his sidelong glance, clasped his hands behind his back, and put on an air of utter nonchalance.

Lin Yang couldn't help but wryly smile; this person is really a weirdo, wanting to make friends yet still sending someone to ask if the other agrees.

However, upon second thought, this is actually straightforward; if the other isn't willing, there's no need to keep wasting time.

He is, after all, clear-headed in the mortal world.

Thus, Lin Yang spoke bluntly: "Really sorry, I have no intention of becoming friends with him."

After all, he at most doesn't dislike that little fatty; as for making friends, he has no interest in talking.

The girl obviously didn't expect Lin Yang to refuse so bluntly, and she froze on the spot for a moment.

But she quickly came to her senses and hurriedly said: "Sir, please think again. My young master is the youngest son of the Sect Leader of the God-Protecting Sect in Central Province; befriending him will surely bring you many benefits."

Upon hearing that, Lin Yang glanced again at the fat youth, somewhat surprised, and said.

"God-Protecting Sect? That's the great-great-grandson of Jiang Taomu?"

As expected, it really proves that saying: what kind of old ancestor, such descendants; truly a quirky sect.

However, considering this person is a descendant of Jiang Taomu and the God-Protecting Sect has submitted to his side, he could also chat with that Xiao Pang first.

Thinking this, Lin Yang turned to A Jiao and said: "Fine, I agree to become friends with him."

Upon hearing that, A Jiao's face instantly lit up with a delighted smile, and she hurriedly shouted at the fat youth: "Young master, he agrees to become friends with you!"

However, the fat youth acted as if he hadn't heard, still holding his head high, pretending not to care.

The girl, helpless, could only raise her volume and shout again.

But the fat youth still frowned, tilted his ear, looking as if he hadn't heard clearly.

Lin Yang thought, "Cut the act, you damn 2,580,000? The two private rooms are only about 1.5 meters apart—how could you not hear? He's obviously just putting on an act."

The girl, seeing that shouting several times got no response, could only rush over, lean close to the fat youth's ear, and repeat what Lin Yang had agreed to.

At that moment, the fat youth finally showed a look of sudden realization, nodded, and said: "Sure, I'm willing too."

After saying that.

He then walked over to Lin Yang's private room with his hands behind his back, swaying arrogantly.

Lin Yang watched the fat youth's series of bizarre actions; if this person weren't a disciple of his own faction's forces, he would surely kick him to death.

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