"Cough cough cough..."
The Commandery Princess Yingmo, who had been lightly sipping her wine from a white jade cup, choked and hurriedly wiped the liquor off her clothes, looking sowhat flustered.
She stared at Jiang Shouzhong with a peculiar look in her eyes, "Did you co up with it yourself?"
Jiang Shouzhong felt slightly uncomfortable under her gaze, as if she was looking at a complete fool. But since Hou Qi had already called it out, he didn’t care and smiled lightly, "Yes, I ca up with it myself."
After their initial shock, everyone else started to laugh.
Leng Jing was beaming with excitent, "I think this nickna is very good, very imposing."
Duo Ying, slightly irritated, glared at her senior brother then smiled, "I also think Jiang’s nickna is quite good.
Moreover, yesterday he defeated Yin Yang Sect’s disciple Zhang Lanlan and the young master of the Murong Family from the Capital, Murong Nan. At least among our younger generation, he could be said to be undefeated."
Upon hearing this, everyone’s smiles froze on their faces.
What?
He defeated Murong Nan?
Princess Yingmo’s expression was full of mischief as she continued to gaze intently at Jiang Shouzhong, "Is it true?"
Duo Ying’s eyes then turned to Yang Zhongyou, "Young Master Yang saw it with his own eyes yesterday at Famous Sword Villa. If you all don’t believe it, you can ask him."
Yang Zhongyou cursed inwardly as he beca the focus of attention.
Why bring into this?
Yet facing the inquiring gazes of everyone, Yang Zhongyou could only tell the truth, "Indeed, it is so."
The crowd was shaken by his confirmation.
Murong Nan...
That’s a top expert from Heaven Desolation Boundary!
Suddenly, the joviality and laughter that filled the private room ceased, and everyone fell into silence, all bowing their heads quietly, each more restrained than the last.
"Why aren’t you laughing? Why the silence?"
Zhou Yingmo’s lips curved slightly as she surveyed the crowd, "Don’t you like to laugh?"
Zhou Yingmo sighed, "I’ve told you before, there’s always soone better. Since we are in the Jianghu, it’s natural for many ’golds’ to erge from the sand."
Everyone looked embarrassed.
"Co, Jiang, I toast to you." Zhou Yingmo raised her glass.
Jiang Shouzhong’s reason for coming forward was originally to use the Commandery Princess to get into the Su Family. It wouldn’t do to put on airs, so he smiled, picked up his glass and said to everyone, "I also toast to you all, eting is fate."
Everyone quickly stood up.
"Thank you, Jiang."
"Master Jiang, please feel free to drink, I’ll go first."
"..."
The black-clothed man who initially felt uncomfortable held his glass with both hands in an extrely respectful and sycophantic manner, "Master Jiang’s reputation is well-known; it’s just that I was drunk earlier and beca muddleheaded. I will punish myself with three cups."
Jiang Shouzhong found it quite amusing.
He suddenly rembered what ngniang had said when they first t, "If you’re strong, you’re right."
"Alright, it’s about ti. Wan Yue should have already arrived at the Su Family’s place; we should also be going." Yingmo said.
Zhou Yingmo’s beautiful eyes glanced at Jiang Shouzhong, and she smiled warmly, "Jiang, if you’re free, why not co with us to the Su Family? There’s a great spectacle to be seen for sure, you won’t be disappointed."
He couldn’t ask for more.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Shouzhong’s objective was easily achieved, and he felt delighted. However, he still pondered for a mont before nodding in agreent.
Although the Su Family had tight security today, because of Princess Yingmo’s special identity, they didn’t face strict scrutiny and easily entered.
And Jiang Shouzhong saw a familiar face.
Princess Zhou Wanyue.
There was also a man beside her.
The man, carrying a painting scroll on his back, was as handso as a standing willow, attracting the eyes of many won around.
But for so reason, Jiang Shouzhong thought that the man’s features were the epito of soone who was bound to be unlucky.
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