The Feng Sisters

When Qi Bei returned to the Nord Family estate, he heard that the Feng Family's eldest daughter, Feng Ruoyun, and second daughter, Feng Ruoyu, had come to visit.

He had not yet reached the reception hall after passing through the long corridor when Raymond Nord's hearty laughter reached his ears.

The Feng sisters had come without any suitably senior relative accompanying them, which made this a visit between juniors. The old master would not show himself, so naturally, it was left to their future father-in-law, Raymond Nord, to receive them.

When he entered the reception hall, Qi Bei's eyes lit up as he sized up the two beautiful girls, one older and one younger, seated in the guest seats.

The ten**-year-old girl was presumably his future sister-in-law, Feng Ruoyun. She was extraordinarily beautiful, with a gentle and tranquil bearing. Her pair of lovely brown eyes shimmered with the light of wisdom.

As for the other girl—perhaps she should be called a child—she looked only twelve or thirteen. Her body had yet to mature, but her delicate features were as exquisite as a porcelain doll's. Her large lake-green eyes blinked rapidly, and traces of cunning surfaced from time to time. It was not hard to imagine that in a few more years, she too would become a peerless beauty capable of bringing ruin to a kingdom.

"Father." Qi Bei greeted Raymond Nord, who was grinning as if he were about to embrace a grandchild, then walked up to the two sisters and smiled at Feng Ruoyun. "I'm Qi Bei. Sister-in-law, I'll be counting on your care from now on."

Although Feng Ruoyun was exceptionally intelligent, she was still an unmarried maiden. Her pretty face immediately flushed crimson.

"Qi Bei, mind your manners," Raymond Nord barked. This boy had truly grown accustomed to having no regard for seniority.

"Uncle, it's fine. If nothing unexpected happens, I can bear the title of sister-in-law," Feng Ruoyun said after her shyness passed.

Raymond Nord beamed until his mouth could hardly close. He had heard before that Feng Ruoyun seemed somewhat unwilling, but now that she had made her stance clear, her marriage to Huai'an was as certain as nails driven into a board.

"Little sister, you must be Feng Ruoyu, right? Your brother will have your back from now on. Whoever bullies you, I'll beat him flat," Qi Bei said to the mischievous Feng Ruoyu.

"Marquis Lanling bullied me. Could you go beat him up?" Feng Ruoyu asked with wide, blinking eyes and an utterly innocent expression.

Qi Bei froze, then laughed. "So you saw that? No problem. I'll beat that old rabbit into a dead rabbit."

"Yay! You said it yourself." Feng Ruoyu jumped up and slapped Qi Bei on the shoulder. Her large eyes spun mischievously, and no one knew what scheme she was cooking up.

Qi Bei's body instantly stiffened. He stared blankly at Feng Ruoyu.

"Hey, why are you staring at me? Don't tell me you've changed your mind," Feng Ruoyu said.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Qi Bei's mouth. Had his luck really gone through the roof? Another top-grade Yuan Body. When Feng Ruoyu touched him, he clearly felt the Dragon Imprint in his left palm continuing to burn. That meant this little girl before him, who could only be described as a lolita, actually possessed the top-grade Yuan Body capable of harmonizing with his Extreme Yang Fire.

But there was a problem: was she twelve or thirteen? Her face was exquisitely beautiful, but she was flat-chested and had no curves at the back either. This was seriously vexing.

Just as Qi Bei's thoughts were in turmoil, Huai'an Nord hurried in wearing a suit of armor. The moment he entered, his tiger-like eyes locked onto Feng Ruoyun.

"Huai'an, entertain the Feng Family's young ladies properly. Your father still has matters to handle," Raymond Nord said with a light cough. He exchanged a few more courteous words with the Feng sisters before leaving.

Seeing his elder brother's blazing gaze and Feng Ruoyun's bashful expression—shy yet secretly welcoming—Qi Bei knew that the two of them definitely had feelings for each other.

"Girl, learn to read the room, will you? We're leaving." Without giving her a chance to refuse, Qi Bei took Feng Ruoyu's little hand and left as well.

Following Qi Bei through the Nord Family estate, with its layer upon layer of courtyards, Feng Ruoyu looked around curiously with her big eyes.

"Qi Bei, I never expected you to actually make it back alive from the Undead Mountain Range. You sure are lucky." Just then, a voice drifted over.

Qi Bei turned his head and saw a young man dressed in the Nord Military Academy uniform and a boy of thirteen or fourteen staring at him with hostility.

"Get lost." Qi Bei spat out the words and continued forward, pulling Feng Ruoyu along.

"You useless good-for-nothing, what are you acting so arrogant about?" the boy, who was slightly younger than Qi Bei, shouted angrily.

Qi Bei halted. Then he suddenly turned around, crossed the distance to the boy in two strides, and slapped him across the face.

"How dare you!" The young man beside the boy raised a hand and reached for Qi Bei's large hand like lightning.

Smack! The boy let out a miserable cry and went flying. When he scrambled up from the ground, he spat out two bloody teeth. His handsome face had swollen as high as a mountain.

The young man beside him was utterly stunned. He had actually failed to stop Qi Bei. That was impossible. He was an intermediate warrior, while Qi Bei was nothing more than a good-for-nothing who could not even truss a chicken.

"A concubine-born son dares insult a legitimate heir? Forget slapping you—even if this young master crippled you, no one would say a word." Qi Bei's voice was cold. Turning his gaze to the young man, he patted his ramrod-straight academy uniform and said, "Tell Will Nord that if he has the guts, he shouldn't send two idiots like you to test me. Let him come himself. Seeing as he's already getting on in years, I won't hit him too hard."

It was not until Qi Bei and Feng Ruoyu vanished from sight that the young man and the boy remained standing there in a daze.

Both were concubine-born sons. In the Nord Family, concubine-born offspring generally attached themselves to legitimate heirs in hopes of making something of themselves.

These two were followers of the second son, Will Nord. Will Nord's father was Qi Bei's third uncle, Xike Nord, who was competing with Qi Bei's father, Raymond Nord, for the family's next Law Enforcement Scepter.

According to the Nord Family's rules, once the current family head, Kodi Nord, stepped down, the Nord Family's eldest legitimate son—Qi Bei's eldest uncle—would take over as head of the family.

The Nord Family's power would then be redistributed. The older generation would retire to the Council of Elders, while the new power structure would be selected from Raymond Nord's generation.

Beneath the family head, the most powerful position was the chief of the Law Enforcement Court. At present, the hottest contenders for that position were Xike Nord and Raymond Nord, which had caused constant friction between their juniors as well.

Xike Nord's eldest son, Will Nord, Huai'an Nord, and the eldest uncle's eldest son, Miao Nord, were known as the Nord Three Prodigies—the three most outstanding legitimate heirs of the younger generation.

Will Nord and Huai'an Nord were both advanced warriors, while Miao Nord was already a renowned Water Mage whose name shook the world.

"Qi Bei, can you tell me about what happened in the Undead Mountain Range? You looked incredibly impressive when you made your move," Feng Ruoyu asked, her face full of anticipation.

"Call me big brother. Don't be rude and forget your place." Qi Bei reached out and pinched Feng Ruoyu's little nose with a laugh.

"Let go! My nose is going to fall off!" Feng Ruoyu cried out coquettishly.

"Call me big brother and I'll let go." Qi Bei grinned wickedly as the Dragon Seal silently took root in the little lolita's soul.

Lolita or not, so what? Won't she grow up in two or three years? The early bird gets the worm. Better to make my move first than let someone else snatch her away.

"Big brother, dear big brother." With her nose pinched, Feng Ruoyu's words came out with a buzzing sound, making her seem even more adorably naive.

Qi Bei released her nose, not missing the cunning flash in the little girl's large eyes. Anyone who truly took her for a silly girl would probably end up helping her count the money after she sold them.