Chapter 79: Only to be passed to my wife! And our two children!

A loli with a refreshing voice?

Niu Dingtian felt curious, couldn't help but slightly narrow his eyes, and sneakily glanced outward from the pavilion.

The person who came into view was a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl, with a delicate, slender figure, her curves like willow branches, her long hair reaching her waist, dressed all in white.

At that moment her right hand held a bamboo staff, her hair bound with a golden band, and in the moonlight she shone brilliantly, dazzling to behold.

As she slowly approached, one could see her skin as white as snow, bright eyes and white teeth; though still young, she was surpassingly beautiful, lively and lovely, a peerless beauty the Niu family had never seen.

The only flaw was that at this moment her pretty face was flushed with anger, her beautiful eyes filled with killing intent; when she saw someone lying sideways on her family's bamboo chair in the pavilion, trampling her family's bamboo platform, she was so angry her cheeks flushed, then she took two fierce steps forward, grabbed the bamboo staff and pointed it straight at Niu Dingtian, shouting angrily:

"Where did you come from, you troublemaker! Who let you come here! Speak! Or did you little thief cut down my family's peach tree!"

Although her words were extraordinarily spoiled and fierce, they made it hard to feel any anger.

What a handsome young lady!

Gradually, she also became wary, always feeling this person was not a good sort, and that smile of his was not well-intentioned.

What a clever little devil!

Seeing she still didn't reply, but with spirit flashing in her eyes, Niu Dingtian slowly rose to his feet and continued to ask with a smiling tone:

"Your father is Huang Yaoshi, right?"

"You're Huang Rong, aren't you?"

Upon hearing that, the girl's eyes flickered with surprise, but she still didn't reply; instead she lowered the bamboo staff she had pointed, raised a hand to play with the hair hanging before her chest, and glanced askance at Niu Dingtian, continually sizing him up.

Huang Rong was stunned by those words, wondering if her father had really sent him; what matter had her father not told her about?

Before Huang Rong could regain her composure, Niu Dingtian already began spouting nonsense:

"Coming to Peach Blossom Island is naturally to propose marriage! Your father arranged our engagement, told me you're called Rong'er; this time I've come to propose, and in a few days I'll come to fetch the bride, and then we"

"Grandma, I won't fight!"

Niu Dingtian put away his playful thoughts, stepped forward, extended his hand to pass over the bamboo staff, and spoke softly:

This Huang maiden is quite cute.

In her panic, she reached out to pull, trying to draw the staff free, but suddenly a numbing pain shot through her hand, and the bamboo staff slipped from her grasp into the other's hand.

"Shout all you want! What do I have to fear from you?"

Before Niu Dingtian could finish speaking, Huang Rong's face flushed with anger, she shouted, then directly grasped the bamboo staff and launched herself forward to attack.

"Return my staff!"

Seeing this, Huang Rong would not relent; she rushed forward, and upon closing the distance, she thrust both palms forward, unleashing Splitting Sky Palm toward Niu Dingtian.

Finally, Huang Rong, exhausted and panting, stopped, leaning with one hand on the pavilion and pointing with the other at Niu Dingtian, still demanding the return of the bamboo staff.

Niu Dingtian feigned ignorance and solemnly said:

Huang Rong, who had leapt forward, heard these words and her body suddenly stalled; after reacting, she flushed, cried out angrily, fiercely brandished the bamboo staff, gritted her teeth, and attacked.

"Where is your father?"

"Pah! Shameless little thief!"

"You don't know? Your father didn't tell you?"

"What is your purpose?"

"You you return my staff!"

"Grandma?"

Hearing this address, Niu Dingtian blinked slightly, then blurted out:

Upon hearing that, the girl's pretty face showed a hint of surprise, then her gaze swept over, her eyes rolling.

"Grandma!"

Seeing his extraordinary movement, Huang Rong instantly put aside her contempt, stepped with the Spirit Turtle Step, turned the bamboo staff into a sword, and executed the Jade Flute Sword Technique, continually striking at Niu Dingtian's bodily apertures.

"You don't know who I am, but I know who you are."

Niu Dingtian secretly admired her; seeing those fierce eyes staring at him, a gleam flashed in his pupils, then he lowered his feet, slightly lifted his head and bent forward, and asked in astonishment:

"You don't know who I am?"

Without waiting for her to reply, Niu Dingtian asked with a smile:

"The flute master rides the dragon! Pure sounds beyond the mountains!"

"Metal rings, jade trembles! The phoenix's song resounds long!"

"Sound echoes across the towers! The boat song flows midstream!"

Huang Rong executed move after move, her sword technique flowing without pause, but the phantom before her was elusive and intangible; in the end, all her thrusts struck nothing but air.

"Miss Huang!"

Seeing this, Niu Dingtian also halted, about to speak, but Huang Rong's eyes shifted, she suddenly swung the bamboo staff and thrust again.

Huang Rong angrily shouted, reaching out to seize it, but Niu Dingtian had already leapt aside, darting straight into the pavilion.

She saw the bamboo staff about to pierce her, her heart ready to rejoice, but suddenly it could not advance an inch; looking up, she saw her staff firmly pinched between Niu Dingtian's two fingers.

Upon hearing that, the girl's face flushed, she pointed the bamboo staff again and scolded with her small mouth:

"Pah! Little thief! Stop spouting nonsense here! Take a strike from your grandma!"

Although her palm force was fierce, in her hands it landed on nothing but empty air.

"Where is your father?"

After repeated exchanges, her chest heaved unevenly and her breath came in continual gasps; upon seeing that even the final move of her Jade Flute Sword Technique struck nothing but air, her face flushed with frustration, she casually flung the bamboo staff behind her with a fierce swing, stamped her foot, and then spoke angrily:

Niu Dingtian saw the incoming bamboo staff thrust, but did not rush to dodge; when it came near his eyes, he merely shifted his half step sideways and let the attack pass.

After her thrust missed, Huang Rong swept the staff horizontally, vowing to slap that little thief's face; but seeing she had already struck, a phantom flickered past, and the man stood straight and firm off to one side.

"Cut the nonsense! Speak! Did you cut down my family's peach tree! What is your purpose in coming to Peach Blossom Island?"

"Hmph!"

"What are you looking for my father for?"

After Huang Rong took the bamboo slip, she immediately flashed to the side, let out a cute hum, and then began to size up Niu Dingtian coyly.

She had lived on the island for over ten years; aside from her father and that brat, the people she usually saw were either deaf or mute, and today was the first time she had seen a young person who could speak, so naturally she was very curious.

"Naturally, there is important business."

Niu Dingtian's face turned stern, his tone serious.

"I just won't tell you!"

Huang Rong rolled her big eyes, held the bamboo slip, clasped her hands behind her back, and turned her head away.

Niu Dingtian was speechless; this little girl was so coy? After thinking, he relaxed, feeling that this demeanor was fitting for the legendary person.

But how should he respond now? He began to ponder, using force? Flattering her? Neither seemed appropriate.

Seeing that he didn't continue speaking, Huang Rong suddenly felt bored, having thought he'd be an interesting person.

"Are the peach trees in my family the ones you cut down?"

Suddenly recalling her family's peach grove, she felt another surge of anger, put on a stern pretty face, glared with her beautiful eyes, and questioned him again, thinking she had almost forgotten this matter.

"What? Peach trees?"

Niu Dingtian came to his senses, feeling a bit embarrassed, but he put on a serious face and asked:

"Is it the fallen peach trees over there that Miss Huang mentioned?"

After saying that, he also stretched out his hand and pointed in that direction, seemingly wanting to confirm.

Huang Rong didn't reply, just stared fixedly at Niu Dingtian, her gaze following his pointing direction, she glanced lightly, then withdrew it, and finally nodded slightly.

After getting confirmation, Niu Dingtian's face showed some innocence, he clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head, sighed, and then spoke:

"Sigh! I just arrived on the island today, walked around and didn't find a path in; I thought your family never goes out, so being idle, I opened a path for you."

Afterwards, he waved his hand and continued with a smile:

"Miss Huang, you and your father needn't thank me; it only cost me a bit of energy. However, I haven't had dinner yet—do you still have something to eat?"

At the end of his words, he wasn't being polite; after finishing, he began to gaze shyly at the pretty face before him.

Being a bit hungry myself is nothing, but don't let the two people on the boat freeze to death.

Hearing these shameless words, Huang Rong's anger rose again, her pretty face gradually darkening; she was about to erupt, but then seemed to think of something, her eyes rolled, and she finally held back.

"No way! My father is still in seclusion, I can't beat him, this person smiling doesn't look like a good guy; if he harbors ill intentions, what can I do? Thinking this, she couldn't help but shrink her snow-white neck."

"But once my father comes out of seclusion, I'll make you regret it! Humph!"

But in a flash of thought, Huang Rong put away her anger, flashed a hint of playfulness, her eyes curved, cheeks showing small dimples, she giggled, and then said in a coy voice:

"Of course there's food!"

Saying that, she extended her delicate hand, played with her soft hair, and continued to speak coyly:

"The dishes I make are rarely found worldly delicacies, but"

Saying this, her bright big eyes rolled again, she glanced at Niu Dingtian, and continued speaking in a coy voice:

"However, the delicacies I make aren't something just anyone can eat; even those who can eat them shouldn't get them for free."

"Hehe~ It just depends on what you can bring out to give me."

After saying that, she flashed her bright eyes and sized up Niu Dingtian with a giggling smile.

Hiss~

Looking at the charming, lively little beauty before him, Niu Dingtian found it somewhat hard to cope, he slightly focused his thoughts, pondered a moment, and then asked with a smile:

"What do you want, Miss Huang? Just say it outright; in my view, Miss Huang, born so beautiful and graceful, even the most precious things are worthy of her enjoyment."

Such pleasant words cost nothing; Niu Dingtian naturally thought the more the better, and no little girl would dislike such flattery.

Both of them aren't honest folks like Guo Jing; hearing the words is enough, and if one really believed them, well, just believe them.

Although Huang Rong is clever and quick-witted, she is still a girl at heart; hearing such frank praise face-to-face, she couldn't help but blush, a shyness welling up in her heart.

Smooth-talker!

She had just opened her mouth to scold him coyly, but seeing no malice in his eyes, the words got stuck in her throat, and she felt a bit of delight.

After all, having lived on the island for years, she was inevitably lonely; aside from Huang Yaoshi and some deaf-mute servants, she had never seen a strange man, let alone someone speaking to her face-to-face like this.

After the strange feeling in her heart faded, she returned to her playful self, toying with the bamboo slip while pacing, as if thinking for a while, and finally spoke in a coy voice:

"What I want is actually quite simple for you."

Having said that, she then sold the twist, her eyes rolling, she turned her head back to look at him, gazing at Niu Dingtian with a giggling smile; just as he was about to urge her on, she continued in a coy voice, saying:

"I saw the footwork you just used; though its power is only average, it looks very nice, and it suits me well—if you teach it to me, I'll naturally make whatever you want to eat."

After saying that, she actually stepped close and leaned against him, gave a playful smile, and asked again in a coy voice:

"You say, okay?"

Her two big eyes just stared at Niu Dingtian without letting up, her face full of expectation; after all, she's still young and couldn't fully hide her thoughts.

Hearing that, Niu Dingtian's smile froze instantly, then gradually darkened, and he cursed inwardly:

"Damn! You won't even let me have a kid! Why should I teach you? I'm not Duan Yu, the simp! Nor am I Hong Qigong, the glutton!"

Of course, Niu Dingtian couldn't possibly say such things to her face; being a little girl, she still needs to be coaxed well.

Suddenly thinking of something, a gleam flashed in his eyes, his face remained calm, he merely pondered a moment, then began to speak with some difficulty:

"Miss Huang doesn't know that, for any other condition, no matter what, I would gladly agree, but this condition—this condition—sigh!"

At the end of his words, his face also began to show worry, and he went on sighing:

"This footwork was passed to me by my mother before her death; it's called Light Microsteps. My mother, on her deathbed, especially instructed me to say that this is the Niu Clan's heirloom treasure, and in the future it can only—only"

"Only how?"

Huang Rong couldn't wait any longer; she hurriedly lifted her head and asked eagerly in a coy voice.

"It can only be passed to my wife! And our child!"

After Huang Rong heard that, the expression on her lovely face froze instantly, before she could come to her senses, Niu Dingtian had already continued to spout nonsense:

"Such a beautiful lady as Miss Huang, I would of course be willing to teach you, and only someone with Miss Huang's looks deserves such a graceful movement technique. But I dare not go against my mother's dying wish."

"This is a gift my mother left for my future wife; if I were to pass it on to Miss Huang today, what would I do if my future wife found out?"

"Even if Miss Huang were willing to become my wife, how could someone like me deserve a celestial being like you?"

Having said that, Niu Dingtian kept shaking his head and sighing, his face full of regret.

At this moment Huang Rong also came to her senses, her lovely face slightly flushed, suppressing her shame and anger she muttered to herself: 'Pah! Shameless little thief! Not a word of truth in your mouth full of lies! Wait for me, miss!'

However, since she had not yet managed to obtain the thing she desired through coaxing, she would not actually say those words to his face.

After thinking it over, her eyes flickered slightly, her lovely face showing a hint of difficulty, as if she had made a concession, and she spoke in a soft, coquettish voice:

"Well... well then, teach me half of it; that way it wouldn't be considered violating your mother's dying wish."

Having said that, her playful smile swept over once again.

There is much controversy over Huang Rong's age; even in the revised edition there are many disputes, and when she first appears the description only gives a rough estimate of how old she looks, but according to the plot it turns out differently, so let's not nitpick about this.

If there are any typos or garbled sentences, please point them out; thank you.

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