Fortunately, no lives were lost

"Sigh, what can I teach him? It's all thanks to that kid's own hard work."

"When he was little, he was weak, so we thought of sending him to Clear Abyss Sect to strengthen his body. Who knew that he would become Hidden Dragon, much more awesome than his father?"

Surrounded by his relatives, Li Dalong tried to appear arrogant with a humble tone, waving his hands repeatedly while his face was covered in wrinkles.

Actually, Comrade Big Dragon was a little guilty.

After all, he didn't even know that his son and Little Bing had made it onto the Hidden Dragon Ranking. It wasn't until the next morning that the county magistrate rushed out to personally lead his horse and he found out.

That's awesome.

Old Li was in high spirits when suddenly everything went quiet, and he felt a pinch on his waist.

He looked up:

"Oh, son, you're back!"

"The cream of the crop from our Li family has returned! Come, come, have a seat."

"Having rendered such great service in the Southern Border, His Majesty will surely reward you, right? How much money would that be?"

"That would be more than enough to confer the title of Earl or Marquis!"

The whole family was all smiles and full of praise; it seemed a little different, yet also seemed the same.

Anyway, when the whole family got together last year, he was still frail and sickly. His uncles and aunts were all smiles and full of praise, only the content of their praise was different.

Even if Little Li becomes Little Li Overlord, he's still someone who's seen a lot.

But even when faced with praise from relatives and friends, he still sticks to the same spot with his toes digging into the ground.

Li Mo and Ying Bing took their seats, one sitting next to Li Dalong and the other next to Gu Xueqin.

When relatives and friends were present, the two became much more reserved, as if they had returned to their previous distant and indifferent demeanor before visiting Clear Abyss Sect.

After all, so many people are watching.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Dad, isn't it New Year's yet? Why are all my aunts, uncles, and other relatives here?"

"I came to scout things out," Li Dalong said quietly, without changing his expression.

Li Mo was puzzled. What were they trying to gauge?

"Don't you know what nickname you have on the Hidden Dragon Ranking?"

"Little Divine Hammer... Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul?"

"You already know, why ask?" Li Dalong picked up his wine glass and drank with his great-uncle.

"..."

Li Mo's fists were clenched tightly.

Who said the Clear Abyss Sect's best male lead doesn't have any opposing forces? Hmm?

Heaven Derivation Sect! You'll see what happens to me in thirty years, like the tides turning east and west.

The atmosphere became even more lively as soon as he and Ying Bing sat down at the table. Moreover, Ying Bing Ice Block always been aloof and cold since childhood, so no one dared to provoke her.

All the firepower was poured on Little Li.

Seeing the two sitting together so properly, and remembering their past argument, the aunt smiled and asked with narrowed eyes:

"Xiao Mo is already this age, and he still hasn't found a wife?"

It was common for people to marry at the age of sixteen Great Yu Dynasty.

Creak--

As soon as my aunt finished asking the question, she glanced to the side in confusion. What was making such a deafening noise?

"My parents were in love with each other, so I also advocate free love and don't follow the old system of arranged marriages."

Li Mo sat upright, his face serious.

Second Uncle Li Xiaolong coughed lightly and said:

"Free love is great. If you ever feel like it, just tell your second uncle. My colleagues' daughters are all very pretty. They could be quite presentable as concubines."

Creak!

"... I'm not even married yet, so what's this talk of concubines?"

Li Mo's expression changed slightly, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

Uncle, with his keen eye and sharp mind, squinted at the training clothes the two were wearing:

"Let's not worry about the younger ones. Xiao Mo and Little Bing are definitely focused on martial arts. They're aiming for the top spot on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Do we need to make arrangements for them?"

Li Mo nodded, indicating that his great-uncle was right.

He, Li Mo, is devoted to martial arts.

Tonight, he also plans to spend the entire night seeking advice from Ice Block on how to Golden Crow Projection onto the screen; his thirst for knowledge speaks for itself.

Unexpectedly, my great-uncle drank another cup of wine, stroked his beard, and said:

But then again...

"You two little ones made it onto the Hidden Dragon Ranking and managed to get together, that's great! Working together and making progress together, it's quite a story."

"..."

Li Mo's eyelids twitched.

Oh no, I forgot to change it when I got back.

"Hey, yeah, your clothes actually match quite well." Li Dalong said, beaming.

"These are training clothes that the sect made for me and Ying Bing."

"Why are the uniforms both black and white, and the styles are different?"

Faced with this probing question, Little Li was momentarily speechless.

"I'm going to rest now."

Ying Bing glanced at Li Mo, then stood up, turned around, and went back to her room.

"Son, what's going on in Southern Border?"

Gu Xueqin changed the subject. She had indeed been worried for a long time, and now that she saw her son return unharmed, she still felt a sense of relief, as if she had survived a disaster.

Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief and then recounted some of the things he had seen and heard in the Southern Border.

After several rounds of drinks, he excused himself and left the table.

He instinctively walked towards the side room, then stopped and corrected his route, heading towards his own bedroom.

Ice Block naturally wouldn't share a room with him at home.

We have no choice but to part ways for now.

Friends and family watched as the two went back to their rooms, exchanging bewildered glances, finding it hard to believe that the two would end up together.

The main problem is Ying Bing. She's beautiful, but she's too cold-blooded. When I brought her home as a child, I thought she was a mute.

But when those eyes looked at you, it made you feel that the soup Meng Po fed her was probably diluted with a lot of water.

"Aren't these two little frenemys?" Auntie asked, somewhat puzzled.

The great-uncle watched Li Mo return to his room, raising an eyebrow:

"Hehe, isn't it good to be enemies? You two should stop worrying about those two kids."

With Little Bing's personality, who would dare to get close to someone who doesn't meet her standards?

If you can't even communicate, how can you become enemies?

What's special is the word 'unique'.

My aunt, my second uncle, and a group of relatives and friends did feel that the two younger ones didn't seem to be in any trouble, but since my great-uncle had spoken, they nodded in agreement.

For example, my second uncle only came to deliver the message because his superior had brought it up repeatedly.

As relatives and friends bid farewell, the hall fell silent once more.

Li Dalong watched as the two children went to different rooms, clicked his tongue, and finally felt relieved.

Both he and Gu Xueqin were a little worried.

Although Little Bing still had that aloof and cold demeanor, there was definitely something different about her. Other relatives and friends couldn't notice it, but the couple had watched her grow up and had a sixth sense about it.

This time when I came back, that feeling was even stronger.

Fortunately, the two haven't reached the point where they have to sleep in the same room yet.

They're not even married yet, what if someone dies...?

Old Li and his wife exchanged a glance. He clearly felt relieved, but also felt a little empty inside.

"Wife, where are the dictionary and reading glasses at home? Bring them to me."

"Do what?"

"I'll find a good character in advance, so it'll be easier when choosing a name later..."

"You've got to be kidding me."

Gu Xueqin rolled her eyes at him.

Xiao Mo is alright, just a bit mischievous. When the private tutor sent him home, he said, "This child is smart, but I can't control him."

Li Dalong?

This is a master who has taught me eight times and can still memorize "people have their own things to do" to "fuck everyone".

Oh, by the way, the father and son even had the same private tutor.