"Hehehe—hahahaha—wonderful, wonderful! I don't have to get married, I don't have to get married. Hmph, when I get back, I'm definitely going to find Father. He actually wanted to marry off his favorite little Yue'er, and to some local tyrant from one of the Vassal States at that. How hateful."
Amid the wilderness, He Lingyue happily raced along using her movement technique, her robes fluttering like a carefree little fairy, her laughter as cheerful as a sprite in the mountains.
Inside the carriage behind her, He Lingxu's eyes flashed with sorrowful disappointment. She sighed. "Yue'er is still too young. She has never left the family or experienced the perils of the Jianghu, so how could she know how rare a man like the Black Wind Stronghold Master is? Father personally placed his bet on him. He will absolutely not stop at being some mere figure within a Vassal State. He will become an important figure of the Sacred Dynasty in the future. She will regret this someday."
The four attendants who had been following closely around the carriage all fell silent upon hearing this, clearly in agreement.
The He family head never placed bets on worthless people.
"First Miss, where are we going now?"
"To Black Wind Stronghold's headquarters. I want to meet the Black Wind Stronghold Master's friends."
He Lingxu said blandly, drawing aside the carriage curtain. Her gaze swept across the distant surroundings before finally settling on the giant Buddha three li behind and to the left, standing out like a crane among chickens at the Lingyun Mountain foothills. The Buddha, over thirty zhang tall, sat upon the mountain, towering far above the surrounding peaks.
It was practically the highest point in the area, able to overlook everything within a dozen li.
A man of the Black Wind