Beautiful Dreams Will Ultimately Be Shattered

"Miss Feng arriving at such a sensitive time as the Coming-of-Age Ceremony, she's probably here to see some of the geniuses in our Yang Family."

"I wonder which young prodigy from the Yang Family is so outstanding that he managed to get on the good side of the Feng Family!"

"The Feng Family is a major clan. Anyone who can get close to a young lady from a major clan will definitely soar to great heights."

"And it's the eldest daughter of the Feng Family!"

The women of the Feng Family also had different levels of status, and Feng Xuewu was the woman with the highest status in the Feng Family. She was destined to become a heroic figure among women in the Land of a Hundred Clans, and even now, with her current strength, she held considerable influence within the Feng Family.

Seeing Feng Xuewu arrive, Yang Heng was incredibly excited. "Brother, Feng Xuewu is probably here for you, right? Look, she's looking in our direction."

Yang Heng didn't know who Feng Xuewu was looking at, only that the direction Feng Xuewu's eyes were facing was indeed towards them.

Yang Wu was also extremely excited, but he calmly said, "Miss Feng's visit to the Yang Family probably isn't for me. Perhaps she's here to see a family elder?"

He had some self-awareness. Although he was a favored son of heaven within the Yang Family, compared to Feng Xuewu, there was still a vast difference.

"Brother, don't overthink it. Feng Xuewu is looking this way. Who else around here could be more outstanding than you? Miss Feng is probably really here for you. After all, your excellence is renowned in this region," Yang Heng quickly said.

If his brother could latch onto Feng Xuewu, it would be a completely different situation than now. He would also benefit immensely, and then who in the Yang Family wouldn't have to consider his feelings?

This caused the Miss Yu beside Yang Wu's expression to change slightly, her eyes gradually becoming venomous.

If Yang Wu were to get close to Feng Xuewu, what would be left for her?

Yang Wu didn't pay attention to Miss Yu's feelings at the moment. He let go of Miss Yu's hand, turned, and walked towards Feng Xuewu, smiling. "Hello, Miss Feng."

"Oh, who are you?" Feng Xuewu glanced at Yang Wu indifferently.

This made Yang Wu freeze. Wasn't Feng Xuewu here for him? How could she not even know who he was?

Yang Wu felt incredibly embarrassed but still said, "Um... Miss Feng, I'm Yang Wu."

"Yang Wu? Don't know him," Feng Xuewu said calmly.

Yang Wu's scalp tingled, and his expression gradually turned grim. He realized Feng Xuewu wasn't looking for him. Although he was outstanding, there was still a gap in status between him and Feng Xuewu.

However, he was still unwilling and said, "Then, Miss Feng, which elder in the family are you looking for? Perhaps Yang Wu can guide you."

In his heart, he believed that among the young talents of the entire Yang Family, no one besides him was worthy of Feng Xuewu.

Feng Xuewu didn't answer immediately, only looking at Yang Wu with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

If such a smile bloomed like a flower, upon closer inspection, one could detect another layer of meaning within Feng Xuewu's smile.

It was precisely because he perceived this layer of meaning that Yang Wu felt a chill run down his spine.

When Feng Xuewu arrived, she had noticed Yang Chen, and she had also noticed the scene where Yang Wu and his brother Yang Heng were causing trouble for Yang Chen.

Yang Chen was the life-saving benefactor of her mother, Feng Xuewu. She wasn't afraid of Yang Wu's status, so naturally, she wouldn't give him a good look. She was very willing to help Yang Chen.

Feng Xuewu said unhurriedly, "Who told you I was here to see an elder of the Yang Family? I'm here today to see a young man from your Yang Family. His name is Yang Chen."

"Yang Chen?" Yang Wu was stunned. His expression changed drastically as he said, "Miss Feng, are you sure?"

"What, are you questioning my words?" Feng Xuewu said slowly.

It was precisely this seemingly casual remark that made Yang Wu tremble all over, not daring to be vague. "I wouldn't dare."

He dared to provoke others, but he didn't dare to provoke Feng Xuewu.

If he provoked Feng Xuewu, even his father wouldn't speak up for him.

"Little brother Yang Chen." Feng Xuewu didn't even glance at Yang Wu. With her hands behind her back, she walked towards Yang Chen. She moved with graceful steps, like a fairy amidst a hundred flowers, beautiful yet elegant, solemn yet playful, with a serene smile. The Yang Family disciples beside her stared dumbfounded, their bodies frozen.

This was true earthly beauty, a captivating maiden. Compared to Feng Xuewu, the women from smaller clans could be called gaudy.

Yang Chen truly hadn't expected Feng Xuewu to suddenly appear at the Yang Family. Moreover, her appearance today and her act of helping him out of a difficult situation meant he wouldn't be negligent. He cupped his hands and said, "Miss Feng."

Their conversation caused the young talents of the Yang Family and the visiting clansmen to suddenly freeze.

"What's going on?"

Some couldn't believe their eyes. "How is Miss Feng striking up a conversation with this good-for-nothing? And it looks like she knows him."

Feng Xuewu's opening remark, "Little brother Yang Chen," undoubtedly made Yang Chen the target of everyone's attention.

Yang Chen secretly gave a wry smile. According to his plan, he didn't want to be too high-profile before the Coming-of-Age Ceremony. But now, with Feng Xuewu waving at him today, it would be hard not to become famous. In a few days, not only the Yang Family but also the surrounding clans would surely spread the news of his acquaintance with Feng Xuewu.

Feng Xuewu's identity was too sensitive.

Feng Xuewu stood beside Yang Chen at this moment, swept her gaze over Yang Heng and Yang Wu, and then said indifferently, "I think I just heard someone say that no other girls from outside the clan fancy little brother Yang Chen. I, Feng Xuewu, greatly admire little brother Yang Chen. I wonder if my status is enough to catch your eye? Or do you think I, Feng Xuewu, am not as good as those other girls?"

Yang Heng and Yang Wu were both dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Feng Xuewu had overheard their conversation, and it seemed she was here to defend Yang Chen.

The most crucial part was the word "admire."

For a woman to travel a long distance to the Yang Family and say such a word as "admire" to Yang Chen was, if not a confession, then at least a strong indication that Yang Chen and Feng Xuewu had a good chance.

Their expressions changed drastically.

Especially Yang Wu, a deep jealousy appeared in his eyes. Compared to Feng Xuewu, the Miss Yu beside him was nothing. In terms of martial arts cultivation, status, appearance, and demeanor, the Miss Yu he held onto wasn't even fit to be Feng Xuewu's maid.

The only slight incongruity was that Feng Xuewu was about five years older than Yang Chen.

However, on this continent, five years old can be considered a golden age.

People say, "A woman three years older brings a golden brick, a woman five years older, a golden house."

Feng Xuewu was exactly five years older than Yang Chen, and she called him "little brother" with every breath.

If this matter were to succeed, Feng Xuewu would definitely treat Yang Chen like a treasure. Why? Because she's older, she understands tolerance, she understands understanding, and after marriage, she'd know exactly how to cherish Yang Chen and how to love him. Look at Yang Chen's sister, Yang Caidie, how she took care of Yang Chen. This is the benefit of the woman being a bit older, like the one he's holding in his arms. They're the same age as him, and a whole bunch of problems have already made him worry to death.

Yang Chen remained calm and composed. He didn't have any major objections to Feng Xuewu standing up for him.

Yang Heng, who was pursuing Sun Qiaomei, turned pale when he saw Feng Xuewu. At this moment, when Feng Xuewu spoke, she was so startled as if her tail had been stepped on. She quickly bowed and said, "Miss Feng..."

"I heard you all mentioning just now that Yang Chen is trash?" Feng Xuewu didn't let them off the hook just because they outwardly softened. Her tone was stern as she said, "I'll make it clear today, Yang Chen is my little brother. If you call him trash, you're calling me trash, understand?"

"Miss... Miss Feng."

Whether it was Yang Heng or Yang Wu, as well as Sun Qiaomei and Miss Yu, they all wore embarrassed expressions.

Feng Xuewu didn't have any aggressive intentions. She just wanted to stand up for Yang Chen. Now that things were clear, she said gently, "Little brother Yang Chen, would you have time to show me around the Yang Family? This is my first time visiting the Yang Family."

Yang Chen was extremely embarrassed, but he still respectfully replied, "I'd be delighted."

Feng Xuewu smiled enchantingly and turned to leave with Yang Chen.

Looking in the direction Feng Xuewu left, Yang Heng and Yang Wu were speechless. The words were on the tip of their tongues, but they didn't know how to say them.

This was practically a blatant slap in the face.

They had just said that no one fancied Yang Chen, and then what? Feng Xuewu came along. Isn't Feng Xuewu far superior to those common women?

"Brother..." Yang Heng said with great grievance.

Yang Wu snorted, "Look at you, so easily scared? Even if I don't know how this guy managed to latch onto Feng Xuewu and gain her favor. But trash is trash. He can't cultivate martial arts, and at the Coming-of-Age Ceremony, he'll be exposed immediately. By then, I'll let him know that he and Feng Xuewu are ultimately just his one-sided fantasy."

"Sweet dreams will be shattered sooner or later. Do you think the Feng Family would let Feng Xuewu marry a trash who can't cultivate martial arts?"