Seeing Dai Mao in such a panic, Da Huang said helplessly, "I thought you'd found yourself another wife, and she'd been snatched away too."
"An archrival? What archrival? In front of my big brother, there's no such thing as an archrival."
"No need to panic like this. Whoever comes, they'll have to behave themselves at our Miracle Treasure Pavilion."
"By the way, you've been going out every day lately. Have you been sneaking peeks at your ex-wives? Who exactly is your mortal enemy, and where is he? Take us to meet him."
Dai Mao had hurried back to deliver the news, but he hadn't expected Da Huang not to care in the slightest—and even to have the time to tease him.
"Can you two be serious for once?"
"Are you really not worried or scared?"
"And I've been going out every day for proper business. What wives? I don't have time to talk about that with you right now."
"Where's Chen Changan? Tell him to stop cultivating," Dai Mao said anxiously.
"What's all the shouting about? Did your new wife get snatched away before she could even marry you?"
Chen Changan stepped out and said just that. Dai Mao immediately felt like dying all over again. Teasing him had practically become their opening line. What was that supposed to mean?
"You still have time to tease me? Someone's coming. An archrival."
"Who is it that makes them an archrival?"
"The news has gotten out that you're an outsider who opened the Miracle Treasure Pavilion in Kaiyuan City and has vast quantities of rare treasures."
"Now, many people have their eyes on Kaiyuan City. As far as I know, more than ten thousand people are already heading here."
"Among them are no fewer than a thousand who've reached the True Self