Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“You don’t have to know who my father is, but you have to know who I am!”

Upon hearing what Jiang Pengji said, Feng Jue was stunned and did not move. There was a sly smile on his face.

“Second brother, is this Liu Lanting whom you often mention? Sure enough, knowing a person by repute isn’t as good as meeting him face to face. What an idiosyncratic scholar.”

Not to mention her rebellious arrogance was quite in line with his taste.

Feng Jin secretly glanced at his younger brother who looked like a crazy man. He could not help but tug at his brother’s sleeves and dragged him out of the battle ring to avoid his slow-witted younger brother from getting involved. If he was punched by Jiang Pengji, he would really be punched for nothing. There was no room for argument.

As he was speaking, Secretary Huang’s grandson supported his sore waist while covering his face that was hit. He limped towards Feng Jue with a sorry look on his face.

“Brother Jue, it’s my fault that I got you involved. Sss… That damn fat boy. It hurts a lot!”

Secretary Huang’s grandson was hurting so much that he was grimacing in pain. According to their nominal age, he was two years older than Feng Jue, but in terms of months, he was only older than Feng Jue by one year and two or three months. He looked as though he probably went through numerous hardships. He looked burlier than his peers, but there were some injuries on his head.

Feng Jue secretly held back his laughter and placed a look of concern on his face. “It’s okay. However, it’s just that I’m afraid that you’ll receive a caning punishment when you go back this time.”

Hearing the two words ‘caning punishment’, his face which initially looked pale, looked even more distorted at the promise of more pain.

“Sigh… don’t remind me. I’ll definitely be caned when I go back this time.” Secretary Huang’s grandson pulled a long face. His facial expression was dramatic.

He stole a glance at Feng Jue, and seeing that he had no intention of alienating him, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

To be honest, even if he hated others for humiliating him with his title of being the descendant of a eunuch, he could not deny his origin and this was the root of his inferiority. He finally managed to find a like-minded friend who sprung from noble ancestors, and he really did not want to lose Feng Jue because of this.

“Is he your good friend?”

Feng Jin did not care about the chaotic scene because he knew very well that those minions weren’t even her match.

Feng Jin’s younger brother was called Feng Jue and had Huaiyu as his courtesy name.

The names of the descendants of the Feng family in this generation were mostly related to jade.

Hearing that Feng Jin was talking about him, Secretary Huang’s grandson hurriedly hid his unserious facial expression and said in a serious manner, “Yes, I am.”

“Second brother, this is my classmate and friend whom I always mention,” Feng Jue introduced. “He’s Huang Song, the disciple of the revered Confucius scholar, Master Ji.”

Dongqing had a rich academic atmosphere, producing many revered Confucius scholars. Although Master Ji whom Feng Jue mentioned could not compare to Master Yuan Jing, he was also a very famous Confucius scholar in Dongqing. Obviously, Huang Song was really something if could become the disciple of a well-known master with his title of being the descendant of a eunuch.

“No, no. Please just call me Bogao,” Huang Song hurriedly replied,

Feng Jin nodded with a gentle smile. “I’ll be impolite then.”

Huang Song was very sensitive towards the emotional changes of others. He immediately knew that Feng Jin was keeping a distance from him and was not willing to become close with him.

Luckily, he was not very dejected about this.

If other people knew that he was Secretary Huang’s god-grandson, they would hold their noses and pass by him. Very few people were willing to have a normal conversation with him.

Feng Jin’s attitude was actually considered to be pretty good already.

He only focused on recognizing people and almost forgot that Jiang Pengji was still fighting with the fat boy. Huang Song hit his head and swiftly turned his head to ask Feng Jue, “Brother Jue, should we call someone for help?”

Feng Jue lowered his eyelids, pouted his lips and replied, “Does he look like he needs help?”

As soon as he finished talking, Huang Song turned his head to see the situation of the battle ring in the hall. He happened to see a huge black shadow falling at his feet.

Huang Song was so scared that he quickly stepped two steps backwards. He had yet to recover from the fright.

“Come on! Tell me, who’s your daddy now?”

“You! You are!”

The fat boy could still act arrogantly at first, but as his retainers got defeated one by one and laid around his feet in a paralyzed state, he became less and less self-confident, like a snail that had its shell removed, letting people trample on its soft body and feeling no sense of security.

In an instant, he would answer whatever Jiang Pengji said while crying piteously.

Jiang Pengji lifted her foot and kicked the retainer who blocked her path aside. She grabbed the fat boy by the collar of his shirt and lifted him up while Huang Song was watching her with his eyeballs almost falling out. “Say it again. My hearing is bad. I can’t hear you.”

“You’re my daddy!”

The fat boy had a stout figure, but it was all fat. He was even a little shorter than Jiang Pengji. She lifted him up as if she was carrying a small chicken. He was extremely dumbfounded, like a quail that shrunk its neck and spoke without thinking.

Upon seeing the situation, Huang Song’s mouth hung open, and when he closed it almost bit his own tongue. “The fat boy weighs at least two dans, but he lifted him up with just one hand… This is simply superhuman strength!”

One dan was equal to about 50 kilograms. Two dans was equal to 200 pounds. This was just an estimated figure.

Judging from the fat boy’s body size, he must weigh at least 230 or 240 pounds.

She had thin arms, but she was unexpectedly strong!

At that moment, he then realized that Jiang Pengji had defeated all the retainers and hatchet men that the fat boy brought. They were all beaten black and blue. Although no one died, judging from the degree of swelling, they probably could not go out and face anyone for half a month.

Seeing this, Huang Song looked elated. He was eager to be friends with her.

“It’s not a secret that Langjun has superhuman strength.”

Xu Ke chuckled, as if the person who exuded a rascal-like character was not his Langjun.

“Eh? Where is your Langjun originally from? Where does he live?” Huang Song asked.

“My Langjun’s hometown is in Hejian. The geriatrics of the Liu family have been living here,” Xu Ke replied indifferently. Huang Song’s eyes happened to meet his and he felt somewhat timid, as if Xu Ke had seen through his thoughts just now. “The magistrate of Chongzhou, Liu She, is Langjun’s father.”

A person with such origin isn’t someone whom the descendant of a eunuch could covet and be friends with, Xu Ke secretly added in his heart.

Liu She’s son, Liu Xi?

Huang Song suddenly thought of something. “Are you saying that he’s Liu Xi, the man with superhuman strength and the one who can chase away a tiger?”

Chase away a tiger!

This was a vocabulary to describe a fierce and tough warrior in the former dynasty. It meant that one was extremely aggressive to the point where even a ferocious tiger had to break into a run upon seeing him.

Although Jiang Pengji had superhuman strength as well, she was not well-known until she made a bet to hunt two tigers before she left Langye. Triumphant, she swaggered through the streets while holding the two tiger carcasses and walked around the opponent’s house to show them off. Her opponent was so furious that he vomited blood. Therefore, her ferocious reputation was spread.

Xu Ke stayed silent. He could only picture his Langjun dancing with joy while chasing a big tiger which was fleeing in a furry. The tiger was running for its life in the front while his Langjun was chasing the tiger while laughing at its back… The scene was so beautiful that he did not dare to think further.