"Pfft..."
He Pingsheng, who had just taken a large mouthful of tea, sprayed it straight out.
He could not hold it in!
The word "married" had simply been used far too exquisitely-married into their household, no less.
I fucking married into their household?
One man married off to two women, at that?
Fine, could I say I married more than two women?
"Cough, cough, cough..." He Pingsheng coughed violently.
"Husband!"
"Husband!"
Qiao Huizhu and Wen Buwan hurried forward, one patting his back and the other rubbing his chest.
The elder beside them watched this scene, dumbstruck.
Never in his life had he seen anything so shocking.
"Whew..." After two breaths, He Pingsheng let out a deep breath of stale air and said, "Sorry for making a spectacle of myself, Elder. The customs back home are exactly the opposite of those in your Demonic Realm... er... here!"
"Hehehe... please don't take offense!"
"I understand, I understand!" The elder raised a hand to wipe his forehead and said, "Fellow Daoist, would you like to purchase a residence in the center of Emperor City, or a sect a little farther out?"
"What would a sect be like?" He Pingsheng asked.
"Sects within Emperor City are different from those outside, nestled among famous mountains and great rivers. They couldn't possibly have such vast grounds!" the elder said.
"Hmm..."
"Put it this way: a small mountain!"
"For instance, this one... take a look!" As he spoke, the elder took out a mirror.
The mirror was remarkable. A beam of azure light immediately burst from it, and a small mountain appeared in the air for everyone to see.
"This is a sect called the Ming Yue Sect. Since the entire sect relocated to another Demonic Domain, it's now vacant. If you want it, nine supreme grade