Li Tiezhu ultimately could not keep it to himself. He turned around and told Black Mountain and Red Wind that "the sect master had arranged a matchmaking meeting for Master."
He had thought his two martial uncles would be as anxious as he was, but their reactions were completely unexpected.
"So what if he's going to a matchmaking meeting? What are you getting worked up for?" Red Wind was happily munching away with a bowl of spirit fruit in his arms. At the news, he rolled his eyes.
Li Tiezhu froze.
Right, what was he getting worked up for?
As a young man from the modern world, he had always subconsciously felt that his master was about his age.
But this was the goddamn Cultivation World! He had absolutely no idea how old his master actually was!
His age was a mystery, his cultivation was profound, and his looks were beyond reproach. Anywhere he went, he would be a highly sought-after catch. What was a disciple like him needlessly worrying about here?
Black Mountain swallowed the meat in his mouth and put it even more bluntly. "I think it's great! With what my brother's got going for him, he should find a few pretty girls and have a whole litter of kids. Make things nice and lively! Then I could be their uncle and take my little nephews running wild all over the mountains!"
Li Tiezhu's mouth twitched. A horrifying image had already appeared in his mind: Black Mountain, with his bear's body, leading a pack of miniature "Si Chens" up onto rooftops to tear off the tiles.
At noon the next day, Si Chen arrived as agreed at an elegant waterside reception pavilion within the sect.
The moment he entered, he paused slightly.
Warm fragrance drifted through the