Young Friend Wang's Breakdown

Wang Xiaoyou's Breakdown

At another hotel, Wang Feifan was likewise on the phone with his master, the Yellow Robe Holy Lord.

"Fan'er, of the four marriage contracts I gave you, how many have you fulfilled by now?"

"Some things need to be seized quickly. Delay breeds change!"

What the Yellow Robe Holy Lord cared about was Wang Feifan's engagements.

Wang Feifan was truly caught in an awkward spot.

Could he possibly tell his master that he had not fulfilled a single one, and had instead registered a marriage with an old man and a Pig Demon?

He certainly could not say that, so he told a small lie.

"Two already."

"I'm in the capital right now. Tomorrow, I plan to visit the Ran family in the capital."

The Yellow Robe Holy Lord responded, "Good. As one of the Martial Arts Noble Families, the Ran family should be the smoothest one for you to fulfill your contract with."

"Martial artists revere the strong. You reached the Martial King Third Stage before turning thirty. In their eyes, you are unquestionably a peerless genius."

Wang Feifan smiled. "That's what I thought too."

"Mm!" After responding, the Yellow Robe Holy Lord sighed. "Your master should have gone to the capital within these next few days, but this time, I will not be going."

"In roughly three days, Old Master Long will host a banquet. Go in my stead."

Wang Feifan did not quite understand. "Master, did the Long family invite you?"

"Yes!" The Yellow Robe Holy Lord did not hide it. "The Long family has suffered a sudden change. As old friends, we naturally cannot stand idly by with our arms folded."

"But this time, I made a small divination. Descending the mountain in the coming days would be greatly inauspicious."

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