The general's residence
Madam Wu saw her son dressed in military attire again, ready to head to the training grounds.
She hurriedly called out, "Son, I've arranged for you to meet a young lady at Fortune House today... go change your clothes!"
Wu Lifeng stopped in his tracks, his expression stiffening slightly.
"Mother, didn't I just meet one yesterday?" he asked.
Madam Wu rolled her eyes at him. "And whose fault was it that you scared her away?"
"My looks came from you and Father..." Wu Lifeng replied honestly. There was nothing he could do about that.
At his words, Madam Wu's expression cracked.
She glared at him.
With her hands on her hips, she scolded, "Wu Lifeng! What are you implying? Are you blaming your mother for not giving you a handsome face and elegant bearing?"
"Believe me, I'll tell your father in a moment and have him break your legs tonight!"
Wu Lifeng immediately begged for mercy. "Mother, that's not what I meant..."
Madam Wu seized the opportunity. "Just tell me whether you'll go to Fortune House!"
"Mother, how many young ladies has it been now...?"
"They're all afraid of me..." Wu Lifeng said helplessly. "Why don't we just forget it?"
He had been tall and broad since childhood. Now he was even more powerfully built, like a giant, and his face looked positively fearsome.
Those young ladies turned deathly pale the moment they saw him, nearly fainting.
"Don't worry, Feng," Madam Wu said confidently. "The girl I found this time is different from the others. She's your Aunt Shen's daughter."
Wu Lifeng went still for a moment.
He abruptly asked, "Shen Zhijie's older cousin?"
"She isn't his cousin anymore. She's your Aunt Shen's own daughter now..."
At this, Madam Wu's face filled with sympathy. "Heaven have mercy,