Chapter 113: Bringing Good News

Duan Fengyun sat beside an Eight Immortals table, eating a few small dishes carefully stir-fried by the kitchen staff and sipping some wine.

He could not help but sigh:

"It really is more comfortable to eat food that is already prepared."

After enjoying a good meal, he did not forget the important business of this trip.

After leaving a tael of silver with the manager, he went straight to the backyard of Zhonghua Lou.

The manager, who knew the relationship between Duan Fengyun and Wuming well, watched with a smile as Duan Fengyun walked into the courtyard.

Duan Fengyun walked into the courtyard and saw Wuming in the yard at a glance.

Wuming held a book in one hand and a teacup in the other.

With this scholarly appearance, who would know that he was actually the myth of the current martial arts world?

Duan Fengyun called out respectfully:

"Senior Wuming, long time no see!"

Wuming, who had been facing away from Duan Fengyun, only then realized that Duan Fengyun had arrived, and he could not help but sigh:

"After three days of separation, one should look at each other with new eyes.

It seems that after the battle with Jue Wushen, Duan Fengyun's martial arts realm has reached a new level."

Wuming had returned to Zhonghua Lou to recover from his injuries after the battle with Jue Wushen, so he knew about the three of them going to Dongying, as well as Duan Fengyun falling into the Demonic Path and slaughtering the martial arts world.

Although Duan Fengyun was in a deep sleep during the great battle of Demon Person Duan Fengyun,

the muscle memory of his body still allowed Duan Fengyun to gain many insights.

Wuming turned around and said to Duan Fengyun:

"Long time no see, Duan Fengyun, why have you come to my Zhonghua Lou?"

Duan Fengyun took out two wedding invitations and said:

"I have come to bring you good news, Senior.

Brother Feng is holding his wedding ceremony on the 30th of this month and invites you, Senior, to come and drink the wedding wine.

Then, my Brother Shuang is also holding his ceremony on the 15th, and he also asked me to invite you, Senior, to drink the wedding wine.

So please, Senior, you must arrange your schedule, clear out half a month of time, and go to Duanqing Ju to catch up with Brother Feng and Brother Yun, and have a few good drinks."

Wuming, who was always as cold as ice, also smiled faintly:

"Since it is the wedding ceremony of Qin Shuang and Nie Feng, then I must go and have a few drinks when the time comes."

Duan Fengyun cupped his hands and said:

"Then it is settled, Senior.

I still have to go to Xiewang Dong to deliver wedding invitations to my master and Daohuang, so I will not stay long.

Senior, we will see you at Duanqing Ju."

Wuming returned to that "strangers keep away" appearance and nodded.

Duan Fengyun, knowing he was unwelcome, walked out of the courtyard, greeted the waiter and the manager, and then went to the stables to mount a fast horse and rush to Xiewang Dong.

Although he had only been to Xiewang Dong once, Duan Fengyun, who always had an excellent memory, finally arrived outside Xiewang Dong after getting lost a few times.

At this time, Di San Xiaotong was still practicing martial arts outside Xiewang Dong; hearing the sound of horse hooves, she stopped and waited for the visitor with a guarded expression.

When she saw who it was, she instantly became all smiles.

She laughed loudly:

"Brother Duan, it's you.

I heard from Master that you had fallen into the Demonic Path?

It seems Brother Feng and the others really did save you."

Seeing the enthusiastic Xiao Tong, Duan Fengyun smiled:

"That's right, Junior Sister.

Being able to see you again, I really have to thank Brother Feng and the others.

Where are Master and Senior Daohuang? I have something to find them for."

Xiao Tong pretended to be unhappy and said:

"Hey, every time you people come, it's to find Master; no one ever comes to play with me."

Duan Fengyun laughed:

"I came this time to announce good news to Master and Senior Daohuang.

On the 30th of this month, Brother Feng is getting married to your Sister Meng; when the time comes, let Master bring you to Duanqing Ju to have fun for a few days."

Upon hearing that she could play for a few days, Xiao Tong's mood instantly turned from cloudy to sunny, and she began to jump for joy.

She pointed to the entrance of Xiewang Dong and said:

"Master and Grandpa Daohuang are inside playing chess; go find them."

Hearing Xiao Tong's way of addressing Xiehuang and Daohuang, Duan Fengyun felt truly ashamed; it was as if he had been taken advantage of by Nie Feng in some invisible way.

Duan Fengyun pressed a mechanism beside the entrance of Xiewang Dong, and Xiewang Dong opened.

Duan Fengyun walked into Xiewang Dong and came to Xiehuang's courtyard; seeing Xiehuang and Daohuang, two of the top experts in the current martial arts world, actually arguing incessantly over a game of chess, he could not help but laugh out loud.

The loud laughter startled Xiehuang and Daohuang, and upon hearing that someone had arrived, they hurriedly pretended to be serious.

Duan Fengyun stifled his laughter and greeted the two:

"Master, Senior Daohuang, long time no see!"

Seeing that the visitor was actually Duan Fengyun, Xiehuang jumped up from his stone stool; he walked to Duan Fengyun's side and laughed loudly:

"Good lad, I heard from Nie Feng and the others that you had fallen into the Demonic Path.

I didn't expect that they would actually be able to save you from the Demonic Path."

Duan Fengyun smiled and said:

"All of this is thanks to Master's guidance for them."

Daohuang could not stand the master and disciple exchanging pleasantries; having been interrupted in his chess game when he was about to win, he was a bit angry and said:

"Duan, you brat, what exactly have you come here for?

Don't tell me you only came because you missed your master."

Duan Fengyun turned his head and said to Daohuang:

"Senior, I have come today to tell you some good news.

My Feng and your daughter are getting married on the thirtieth of this month.

My Feng specifically asked me to bring you the wedding invitation so that you can go and have some wedding wine then."

Daohuang, who had been a bit angry, had his face break into a wide grin the moment he heard Duan Fengyun's words.

He strode to Duan Fengyun's side and said to him:

"Duan, you brat, you aren't just saying this to trick me, are you?

If you dare to trick me, I will hack you to death with my blade (even if I can't beat you)."

Duan Fengyun replied while saying:

"Senior Daohuang, rest assured, how could this junior possibly deceive you?"

As he spoke, he took Daohuang's wedding invitation out of his bag and handed it to Daohuang.

Daohuang took the invitation and looked at it; it was indeed his daughter's wedding invitation.

His eyes turned red; after all these years, he had finally waited for the day his daughter would be married off.

Then, Duan Fengyun took three wedding invitations out of his bag, gave two to Xiehuang, and then gave one to Daohuang, saying:

"Master, Senior Daohuang, Feng is getting married on the thirtieth, and my Shuang is getting married on the fifteenth.

Thinking that more people make for a livelier occasion, I invite you both to come to Duanqing Ju early to catch up and drink a few more cups of wedding wine.

Master, you must bring Xiao Tong along when you come; I just promised her."

Xiehuang laughed loudly:

"I will bring her, I will bring her.

I have lived in seclusion for many years, but this time I will re-emerge into the world for the weddings of Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, and my niece Meng, and go have a few cups of wedding wine."

Duan Fengyun cupped his hands and said:

"Master, Senior Daohuang, then I will head back first.

The wedding dates are approaching, and I still have to go back to help Shuang and Feng prepare things for the ceremony.

We will await your arrival at Duanqing Ju."

Duan Fengyun walked out of Xiewang Dong, winked at the expectant Xiao Tong, and said:

"Master agreed; in two days, he will bring you along to Duanqing Ju."

"Oh yeah, Brother, you're the best!"

Di San Xiaotong jumped up high in excitement; now she could go and have a good time for a few days.

Looking at the high-spirited Xiao Tong, Duan Fengyun shook his head; she really was a lively little girl.

Duan Fengyun walked to his horse, said goodbye to Xiao Tong, then mounted his horse and hurried back to Duanqing Ju.