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nChapter 17

nTranslator:

nLordbluefire

nEditor:

nLordbluefire

nThe four of them…one came from the imperial capital, one was of a direct descendant from the Northern Xia Manor, one was from an extremely wealthy clan, and the last one was extremely well connected.

nIf people compared them to Xia Qingchen, well, he had nothing.

nBy sitting here like this, it was evident that he was somewhat unsightly.

nThey continued chatting there, while Xia Qingchen sat quietly, listening to them.

nThe main thing was that Xia Qilin and the other two took turns to boast, while Zhao Churan would occasionally reply a word or two. From what she said, she initially planned to visit her grandfather during his birthday celebration. But recently, a large batch of bandits just appeared at the canal, committing crimes and making the situation extremely chaotic. This caused the merchant ships to stop traveling at that time.

nThis was why she was delayed for half a month and missed Xia Cangliu’s birthday.

nAt this moment, the wine and food was served.

nOn the table, there were many supreme delicacies that one wouldn’t be able to eat on the outside. Each dish cost over 1,000 gold. They were extremely expensive.

nWu Yanfei smiled at Xia Qingchen. “Brother Xia, how about it. Is the banquet in the Immortal Pavilion to your satisfaction?”

nThe mocking tone in his voice went without saying.

nGiven Xia Qingchen’s status, he wouldn’t have an opportunity to even enter the Immortal Pavilion once.

n“Passable,” Xia Qingchen calmly spoke.

nTo Godking Dustless, how could a mortal place like the Immortal Pavilion enter his eyes?

nBy saying passable, it was already him giving Zhao Churan face.

n“Yo! From your tone, it means that Brother Xia must be someone who has seen big scenes before!” Wu Yanfei didn’t mask his sneer. “But how can someone like Brother Xia faint out of fright from a simple martial pavilion examination?”

nXia Qilin and Chen Jun snickered. The look of disdain was clear on their faces.

n“Cousin Qingchen fainted?” Zhao Churan didn’t know anything about this. She curiously asked.

nHence, Xia Qilin began to add details to make the story more interesting and told her how Xia Qilin had fainted due to cowardice.

nAfter hearing it, Zhao Churan couldn’t help but glance at Xia Qingchen.

nIt was fine if one’s martial talent was low. But how could their temperament be so bad that they fainted in an examination due to fright?

nIt was simply too embarrassing!

nXia Qingchen couldn’t be bothered to explain. Back then, the real Xia Qingchen didn’t faint but had suffered from sudden death.

nNaturally, he wouldn’t tell this to anyone.

nBOOM~

nWu Yanfei slammed a flask of wine before Xia Qingchen as he spoke in a forthright manner, “Brother Xia, I will say one or two good sentences about you to my father in the martial pavilion. How about it? If you drink this flask of wine, I guarantee that the judges will close one eye during the competition and allow you to pass the exam. How about it?”

nXia Qilin added from the side, “Yeah, cousin. Brother Wu’s father is someone of extremely high status. Now, he is giving me face and willing to help you. You must not disappoint his goodwill!”

nGoodwill?

nThis flask of wine was the famous Thousand-Drops Drunk of the Immortal Pavilion.

nJust a single cup was sufficient to cause those below the fifth radiance-level of the minor constellation stage to be so drunk that they would lose consciousness.

nIf one drank an entire flask, even experts at the medium constellation stage would make a fool out of themselves.

nGiven Xia Qingchen’s cultivation base, if he truly drank a flask. It wouldn’t be so simple as being drunk. He might even lose his life!

nFrom this, he could tell that Xia Qilin had invited him to the Immortal Pavilion for malicious reasons.

nFirstly, it was to suppress and disparage him before their younger female cousin.

nSecondly, it was to obtain revenge for the time where Xia Qingchen had beaten his friend up.

n“Brother Xia, you don’t even want to give me this bit of face?” Wu Yanfei had a smile that was not a smile on his face.

nXia Qingchen’s expression was calm. “I came because I wanted to give face to my cousin Zhao Churan. Who the hell are you?”

nThis person had been mocking him all the way on their journey here and Xia Qingchen had been enduring it.

nNow that he was publicly attempting to harm Xia Qingchen, he still had to give him face?

n“Cousin, how can you be unable to tell the good from the bad?” Xia Qilin acted like an elder brother as he berated, “How could you have such an attitude with regards to Brother Wu’s goodwill?”

nXia Qingchen coldly looked at him; impatience burned in his eyes.

nHe truly had no interest in playing schemes with a bunch of brats that still smelled of their mother’s milk.

nThey kept pushing him again and again and gradually got to his bottom line.

n“If you really felt that he meant goodwill, why don’t you drink this flask of wine for me?” Xia Qingchen placed the flask of wine before Xia Qilin as he calmly spoke.

nXia Qilin’s expression scrunched. What a joke, if he drank this flask, wouldn’t his life be in danger?

n“Forget it, Brother Xia. This younger cousin of yours cannot differentiate between good and bad. I can’t be bothered to help him anymore.” Wu Yanfei changed his words, helping Xia Qilin to get down from this stage as he took the flask of wine back.

nChen Jun coldly looked at Xia Qingchen. “Insufferable fool that doesn’t know what’s good for you. If it wasn’t for Brother Xia, I would have crippled your limbs!”

nHe put on a ferocious expression and exhibited the mannerisms of a tyrant, resembling how he usually acted.

nEven Zhao Churan couldn’t stand aside and watch this any longer. She spoke unhappily, “Cousin Qingchen, why are you like this? Young Master Wu had good intentions and wanted to help you. How can you use such words to sully his goodwill? Quickly apologize to him!”

nShe didn’t know how potent the Thousand-Drops Drunk was and misunderstood the situation, thinking that he was just too obstinate.

nXia Qingchen quietly sighed, feeling an unspeakable disappointment in his heart.

nIn his memories, Zhao Churan had been very innocent three years ago, and his relationship with her had been very good.

nBut three years later, not only had she become snobbish, but she was now also devoid of sense.

nClearly, these people wanted to harm him, yet Zhao Churan actually wanted him to apologize.

nSuch a younger cousin. It was fine even if he didn’t have a close relationship with her.

n“Forget it. I won’t disturb all of your moods.” He couldn’t be bothered to waste time and accompany these four any longer.

nDang~

nWho knew that just when he was prepared to leave, the door to the private room was abruptly kicked open. An immaculately dressed young man with an eye-patch led a group of ferocious-looking guards and barged in.

n“Are the guards outside all blind? My brother-in-law has already said that the Immortal Pavilion will not entertain any guests today. Why do they still let people enter?” The eye-patched youth was about twenty years old. He had a ruffian-like aura and many scars on his face, looking extremely fierce and sinister.

nThe expressions of those in the room drastically changed.

nXia Qilin hurriedly stood up. “Hey, we have a prior reservation and only came in after the guards at the entrance let us enter. What do you mean by this?”

n“Hey? Hehe!” The eye-patched youth coldly glanced over. “Men, go and slap his face before telling him who this daddy is.”

nA guard with a cultivation base at the medium constellation stage walked over.

nXia Qilin wanted to dodge, but how could he be a match for an expert at the medium constellation stage?

nOn the spot, he was slapped silly. His lips were instantly swollen as fresh blood flowed.

n“Brat! This person before you is Master Hong! Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you refer to him as ‘hey’?”

nMaster Hong?

nXia Qilin’s expression changed once again.

nIn Lone Cloud City, if there weren’t 1,000 people named Hong, there were at least 800.

nBut there was only one with the title ‘Master Hong’.

nWang Bahu’s wife’s younger brother. The gang leader of the largest gang in Lone Cloud City.

nAll the criminals in Lone Cloud City had to greet him ‘Master Hong’ respectfully when they saw him.

nUpon learning of this man’s identity, Xia Qilin was so frightened that his heart beat frantically. It was rumored that this man was ruthless and sinister, and he could kill people without blinking an eye.

nHe actually encountered this person!

n“Hong…Master Hong!” Xia Qilin hurriedly put on a pleasant expression as he clasped his hands. “I didn’t know it was Master Hong that had arrived. My eyes must be blinded, I seek your forgiveness.”

n“Forgiveness? Sure. Each of you, break one of your legs and roll out for me! Today, there’s a VIP coming to the Immortal Pavilion; this place isn’t a place where you little **s can enter.” Master Hong’s ruthless aura flared. His brother-in-law instructed him time after time again that he had to guard the Immortal Pavilion well today. No mistakes must occur; otherwise, Wang Bahu would make him scram out of Lone Cloud City.

nAfter knowing that the guards at the entrance allowed a bunch of outsiders to enter, how could he not be angry?

nHe immediately came here with killing intent.

nUpon hearing this, Xia Qilin’s face turned completely pale.

nHe could leave if he wanted to, but he had to break one of his legs?

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