ng Tianhe was slightly stunned. "The magistrate’s nephew?"
Prefect Cao was the highest-ranking official in You State, practically a local emperor. The ng Family was well aware of his family background.
He only had an elder sister, so where did this nephew co from?
Prefect Cao turned around and said, "Xiao’er, co and et the second and third masters of the ng Family."
A burly man with a braided hairstyle and pronounced features strode out from the back of the crowd.
At a glance, it was clear he wasn’t from the Central Plains.
ng Tianhe boldly inquired, "Sir, if I may ask... which nephew of yours is this?"
Prefect Cao, exuding authority, replied, "He is the son of my close friend. Why? Are you trying to say that my nephew is not worthy of marrying a daughter from the ng Family? In the end, no matter how wealthy your ng Family is, you’re just lowly rchants. It’s your fortune that I’m willing to lower myself for you."
In the pavilion, Duan Wenliang asked Duan Mingyue, "Elder brother, who is that?"
Duan Mingyue chuckled, "A guest from afar."
Duan Wenliang furrowed his brow. "He doesn’t look like soone from the Great Zhou."
His gaze returned to Prefect Cao’s face, observing his arrogant and condescending deanor. He wondered aloud, "Does this Prefect Cao know that the Grand Commander of the court is in the ng Family? Isn’t he afraid he won’t even know how he died? Lu Yuan is no easy character."
They had been investigating Lu Yuan, becoming more and more astounded as they dug deeper.
He was truly a Living Yama.
Duan Mingyue remarked, "Powerful dragons cannot suppress local villains. In the Capital City, he is the influential Grand Commander. But here in You State, this Prefect Cao is like a remote local emperor."
Duan Wenliang clicked his tongue, "Then this Prefect Cao should be careful. Not to ntion a re local emperor, even the actual Emperor can be confined by Lu Yuan at will."
Duan Mingyue laughed, "This Prefect Cao also has his backing."
"Fourth Brother, are you referring to that foreigner?"
After so thought, Duan Wenliang felt this term was most apt, "Where exactly is he from?"
Duan Mingyue replied, "The Loulan royal family."
Duan Wenliang was taken aback, "What? He’s from Loulan? And from the royal family? Isn’t he connected to Chen Long...?"
Duan Mingyue looked at the man emanating a swaggering arrogance and smiled, "The show is about to begin."
Duan Wenliang mumbled, "Hasn’t it already begun?"
Duan Mingyue lifted his teacup, "No rush, there’s another."
"Who?"
Just as Duan Wenliang finished speaking, there was another commotion behind the crowd in the pavilion.
It seed soone else had arrived.
Unlike before, upon seeing the newcor, ng Bo, the chief steward of the ng Family, imdiately put down what he was doing and rushed over to greet him.
Everyone’s eyes followed him, seeing a man wearing a black bamboo hat, draped in a black cloak, and wearing a mask.
The man was completely covered, even his hands were gloved.
"Who is he?"
"Which family’s scion?"
"I don’t recognize him."
"He looks like a swordsman."
The crowd began to whisper.
ng Bo respectfully clasped his hands and bowed, "Sir, your esteed visit truly brings honor to my humble abode!"
Even when Prefect Cao arrived, he had not received such a welco.
The crowd grew even more curious.
ng Tianhe and ng Tianlan exchanged a glance.
"Second Brother, do you know him?"
ng Tianlan asked.
"I don’t recognize him."
ng Tianhe shook his head, "It must be soone whom the old master knows."
ng Tianlan examined the man up and down, "So mysterious."
ng Bo glanced behind the man, seeing no young talents, politely asked, "Our master is in the yard. He was unaware of your visit, otherwise he would have greeted you personally. Let take you to him."
"I’m not here to see the master."
The man said.
ng Bo was taken aback.
If he wasn’t here to see their master, could he be here just for the spectacle?
It didn’t seem like sothing their benefactor would do...
The man took out the invitation and Token left for him by ng Bo the previous day. "I am unattached. May I partake in the courtship competition?"
ng Bo: "..."
The man: "If that’s inconvenient."
ng Bo imdiately directed him, "No, no! Please, sir!"
Their benefactor also participating in the courtship? Wouldn’t the old master be thrilled to know?
Prefect Cao’s displeased gaze roved over the man, "Shan’er, are you confident?"
A Mu Shan scoffed disdainfully, "Playing tricks, nothing to fear."
Prefect Cao frowned, "That’s not what ’playing tricks’ ans... Never mind, rember you must win, it’s very important."
"I will."
A Mu Shan asserted confidently.
Lu Yuan and Shangguan Ling had also arrived near the pavilion, hearing everything, both the intended and unintended.
Shangguan Ling said, "Grand Commander, that guy is quite arrogant."
He was referring to A Mu Shan, "He seems suspicious. Should I investigate?"
"Let Chen Long investigate."
Lu Yuan stated.
Unconvinced, Shangguan Ling retorted, "I’m not as good at martial arts as him, but I’m better at gathering information!"
Lu Yuan, gazing at A Mu Shan, remarked indifferently, "But he investigates faster than you."
He glanced towards the southeast phoenix tree.
Perched on one of the high and long branches, ng Lang was leisurely munching on a peach, watching the show.
The idea of this marriage ball contest was this kid’s brainchild.
This rascal, with so many tricks up his sleeve.
More than A Mu Shan, Lu Yuan was intrigued by the cloaked man whom ng Bo personally received.
It was an indescribable intuition.
When he looked towards the man, it was as if the man sensed it and looked back at him.
Their eyes t.
Lu Yuan felt a challenge from one man to another.
He did not shy away, staring intently at him.
The man was the first to look away.
The ng family’s guards enclosed the open space in front of the pavilion, allowing only participants in the courtship to enter.
As the copper gong sounded, the young talents surged in like a swarm, packing the space tightly.
So almost ca to blows over the front spots.
Lu Yuan picked a corner.
Coincidentally, so did the cloaked man.
As for A Mu Shan, he used his imnse strength to clear aside anyone in his path, standing arrogantly in the center.
Everyone saw his towering figure, exuding an intimidating aura, and coupled with being the nephew of the magistrate, they could only swallow their anger.
Behind the screen on the second floor.
The expressions of Ji Shi and Yan Shi grew increasingly tense.
Yan Shi clenched the handkerchief in her hand, "I’m a little nervous."
Ji Shi appeared calm on the surface, but her internal tension was no less than her sister-in-law’s.
This matchmaking, initially felt absurd to her, but after discussing it thoroughly with her husband, she gradually discerned the old master’s intentions.
The old master was taking a significant risk to test the son-in-law.
If the son-in-law could agree to such an unreasonable request, then his affection for Qianqian must be genuine.
The old master never doubted that the son-in-law would fail to catch the silk ball.
After all, Qianqian practiced Martial Arts, and the son-in-law was no weakling.
With both of them participating, could anyone else snatch it away?
But not even the old master anticipated how the situation had slipped out of control.
The magistrate’s nephew decided to jump in as a wild card—could the son-in-law... successfully seize Qianqian’s silk ball?
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