"Yo, Uncle Pi, you might just secure a massive deal for the Mittel Family! It looks like someone is about to buy everything out in one go!" Nalan Chaoge said provocatively.
"Heh, then I must thank Young Master Nalan for your auspicious words. Young Master Mu, if you need..."
"Scram! Didn't I say, old man, I was just asking!" Mu Lu shouted with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Could it be that you don't have the money? Isn't the Mu Family quite wealthy?"
"Young master, perhaps the trash of the Mu Family has no money!" Guo'er chimed in, which could also be considered payback for Mu Lu mocking Nalan Chaoge as trash just moments before.
"Are you fucking looking for death?"
Mu Lu dared not do anything to Nalan Chaoge, nor could he do anything to Pigu, but dealing with a maid from the Nalan Family was more than enough.
A gust of fierce wind flashed past, and Mu Lu fiercely hurled a punch straight toward Guo'er.
Infused with Eight Duan Dou Qi, if this punch connected, Guo'er would very likely be finished off right then and there.
Nalan Chaoge took a swift half-step forward, pulling Guo'er back into his arms just a fraction of a second before Mu Lu reached them.
"Someone come, cripple this bastard for me! He dares to lay a hand on someone from my Nalan Family! Don't worry about leaving face for my grandfather, I'm going to beat him until even his own parents don't recognize him!" Nalan Chaoge tightly shielded Guo'er, turning around to call out to the four Da Dou Shi standing not far away.
The forbearance of the past few years had taught Nalan Chaoge that there was no such thing as showing mercy here; cruelty toward the enemy was true kindness to oneself.
Nalan Chaoge had muscle, but Mu Lu was no pushover either; with a wave of his hand, several Da Dou Shi also lunged out from behind him.
The scene instantly spiraled somewhat out of control.
The bodyguards of each faction shielded their respective young masters behind them, both sides at daggers drawn.
"What are you still dazing for, hit them!" Nalan Chaoge's anger was genuinely flared; if he had been even a fraction slower, Guo'er's fate would have been truly ominous.
"Aiyo, who do I take this to be? Isn't this little brother Chaoge from the Nalan Family? What wind blew you over here?"
A wave of fragrant wind brushed past his face, and Nalan Chaoge froze.
Instinctively looking up, the first things that entered his view were a pair of globes.
Uh, to be precise, they should be a pair of super-sized round globes, and what's more, they were moving.
The tight, narrow robe seemed barely able to wrap around that pair of globes, giving off the feeling that they were about to break free from their restraints in search of freedom.
Her waist was slender, and her hair was neatly coiled up at the top of her head, exposing her slender neck.
There was no ornamentation whatsoever on her neck-this was an outfit that could only be pulled off with absolute confidence in one's own skin.
Lotus steps shifted lightly, fragrant wind brushing across his face.
For a moment, everyone seemed to have forgotten the orders of their respective masters.
This was the legendary Ya Fei?
Just a single face-to-face encounter made such a thought pop up in Nalan Chaoge's mind.
"Hello, Elder Sister!"
Since Ya Fei had greeted him, Nalan Chaoge naturally had to play along. After all, this was her territory. It was just that Nalan Chaoge couldn't quite figure out why Ya Fei was deliberately trying to get close to him. Protagonist halo? He didn't quite have that sort of thing yet.
Suddenly, a flash of insight struck Nalan Chaoge's heart. It was because of his sister.
The reputation of the Three Beauties of the Holy City!
"Aiyo, my good little brother, how is it that you came to your sister's place without even giving her a heads-up? If Yanran comes back and finds out, I won't be able to bear the responsibility!" Ya Fei pulled Nalan Chaoge's hand, speaking with a hint of intimacy.
No one knew what Ya Fei meant by saying that if Yanran came back and found out, found out what!
Perhaps this was simply the phrasing of a businesswoman.
"Young Master Mu, how about it? When do you have time for us to grab a drink? I recently managed to collect some top-grade Agave!"
Having just placated Nalan Chaoge, Ya Fei turned around in a flash and threw herself into Mu Lu's camp.
"Sister-in-law, please spare me! If my older brother finds out I was drinking with you, won't he skin me alive?" Mu Lu chuckled foolishly.
Yet his gaze never moved away from Ya Fei's chest. "Mu Lu, how many times have I said this? There is nothing between Mu Zhan and me. If you keep talking nonsense like this, don't blame me for being impolite!" Ya Fei's expression shifted slightly, as if that title of sister-in-law made her countenance rather unsightly.
"Fine, fine, Sister Ya Fei, I won't waste words with you either. Step aside! Today, I'm going to properly teach this ungrateful, heavens-defying piece of trash a lesson!" Mu Lu didn't dare provoke Ya Fei, but his gaze snapped fiercely onto Nalan Chaoge, taking in a passing glance at Guo'er in Nalan Chaoge's arms as well.
Mu Lu couldn't help but grind his teeth in secret resentment-why hadn't he ever run into such a peerlessly gorgeous little maid?
"Very well, I won't interfere if you want to fight, as long as it's not inside my Auction House!" Ya Fei's tone didn't yield an inch either.
Their Mittel Family was hailed as the wealthiest family in the Jia Ma Empire; aside from the Jia Ma Imperial Family and the Misty Cloud Sect, they truly didn't take anyone else seriously.
"Good! Sister Ya Fei, we won't make things difficult for you. Little bastard, do you have the guts to single me out?" Mu Lu was dead set on teaching Nalan Chaoge a lesson today.
Nalan Chaoge happened to have exactly that intention.
Ever since acquiring the system, it felt like walking in embroidered robes at night-he always wanted to find someone to flex on, yet not a single soul in the entire Nalan Family had offended him.
Splendid. He would use this moron to warm up; it could also serve as his battle to make a name for himself.
Guo'er grabbed hold of Nalan Chaoge, gently shaking her head at him.
Nalan Chaoge had only just resumed his cultivation a month ago; even if Nalan Chaoge was a genius, he absolutely wouldn't be Mu Lu's match.
How many years had Mu Lu spent cultivating? Besides, Mu Lu was a genuine genius, solidly at the Eight Duan Dou Qi.
"What, scared? Trash truly is trash after all-the men of the Nalan Family are trash, and the women marry trash!" Mu Lu's words immediately provoked a burst of uproarious laughter.
They were referring to the engagement between Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan.
"You... you... I'm going to kill you!" Nalan Chaoge put on an expression of being thoroughly provoked, his face flushed red.
Yet, upon seeing Nalan Chaoge's expression, Ya Fei's eyes involuntarily narrowed into a slit for a split second.
What was this fellow trying to do?
He was deliberately provoking Mu Lu, and then pretending to have been provoked by Mu Lu.
Everything that seemed like Mu Lu picking a fight had ultimately been guided almost entirely by this fellow.
Ya Fei was well aware of the rumors about Nalan Chaoge being trash. Could this fellow possibly have broken through to Eight Duan Dou Qi within a single month?
Heh, that truly would be the joke of the century.
She had never heard of anyone breaking through to Eight Duan Dou Qi within a month.
If that wasn't the case, where on earth did his confidence come from?
"Very well, if you're a man, how about we have a sparring match? If you lose, crawl your way out of here, and I'll spare your life!" Mu Lu raised his right leg, pointing a finger toward his crotch. "However, that maid of yours will have to belong to me. I happen to be lacking someone to warm my bed!"
"You..." Nalan Chaoge turned his head to glance at Guo'er, gently squeezing her hand. "No, I can't decide someone else's fate, but if I lose, I'll submit to your disposition-kill me or carve me up however you please. What if you lose?"
"Kill me or carve me up however I please, right? Hahahaha..." Mu Lu's words brimmed with extreme confidence, immediately triggering uproarious laughter from the onlookers.
"Alright, it's a deal! Sister Ya Fei, could I ask you for a favor? May I borrow pen and paper from your Auction House?" Nalan Chaoge turned around and dragged Ya Fei right into the fray.
The moment they saw Nalan Chaoge's serious demeanor, the crowd couldn't help but freeze, and the guards shielding Nalan Chaoge hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
"Young master, you mustn't!"
"Young master, absolutely not!"
"Young master, a gentleman takes ten years to exact his revenge, you've only just been cultivating for a single month..."
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