"Elder Zhao is right, this Li character, I really want to see what kind of fuss he intends to make. What can he stir up? Hmph, to think his spear is now pointed at my Zeng family, does he believe that just because he’s raised his voice twice, we Zengs will remain mute?"
The elderly man who first spoke clapped his hands once, his slightly squinted eyes revealing a sharpness that seed highly incongruous with his age and stature. After that flicker of intensity passed, his gaze shifted towards the two old n beside him.
"Sigh, today the three of us old fellows have gathered together, a rare occasion. Let’s not talk about all those ssy things and those nauseating characters. Co, this tea is quite good, pre-rain Longjing, an absolute fine pick. It took quite the effort for an old coot like to snatch a little bit from the folks over at Glass City!"
The thin old man next to him seed to suddenly wake up from a dream as the scent of the tea reached him, diverting his attention to the tea set and the woman preparing the tea beside him. The previously gloomy expressions on his face vanished without trace, and in an instant, he appeared as a kindly, amiable old gentleman with a touch of sage-like charm.
"With such good tea, we definitely need to appreciate it. Although we in the South have a stronger tea culture and most of the fine teas are produced here, it’s ironically difficult for us to get our hands on them, as most are snapped up by Glass City."
The tall figure, the first to curse the man surnad Li as a pig, also adopted a genial and benevolent look.
Damn it, the old fox nad Li is an old fox indeed, and you two old geezers, you’re both old foxes too. My turn hasn’t even co yet, and you’ve already changed the topic miles away.
Watching the expressions of the two old n, the slightly short and chubby elder inadvertently twitched the corner of his mouth, silently scoffing in his heart.
But being able to sit at the sa table and share fine tea with two old foxes, his own intelligence naturally wasn’t lacking. He was aware that today’s topic had reached its limit, and the two had already made their stance clear. If he continued, it would be sowhat pointless and embarrassing. There was no need.
So he just laughed heartily, a laugh as jovial as Maitreya Buddha himself, and joined the discussion about tea.
"Old Zeng, I hear that your quirky little girl has been quite lively with a young man these days?"
Suddenly, the tall man who had been discussing tea put down his cup and turned to the short, chubby elder.
"Uh... seems there is such a matter, but who has the ti to ddle in the affairs of that little girl... Eh, Elder Zhao, why do you suddenly ask about the children? Could it be that with age, you’re also starting to reminisce about your youthful days like those ostentatious old n and won out there?"
Hearing the other’s inquiry, the short, chubby man’s eyes, which were nearly squeezed shut with laughter, flashed with an odd shimr. Then, putting on a surprised and inquisitive look, he addressed the old man sowhat teasingly.
The lean old man to the side also showed a strange expression.
"Haha... I am but a common man after all, and not immune to the passage of ti. These past years, as I age, I really can’t deny getting old. Those complicated affairs I’ve left to the younger generation. Life suddenly beca idler, and slightly desolate, so I’ve had my granddaughter stay with for so comfort. I happened to hear about this from her, so I casually brought it up."
Elder Zhao’s eyes also revealed an unusual look, carefully sizing up the short, chubby old man’s expression, speculating in his heart. This old fellow doesn’t seem to be faking; does he truly know nothing about that Xiao Yi kid?
Yu ntioned that the young man is quite interesting? Even Beichen Feng has taken a liking to him?
If Old Zeng truly is clueless, perhaps it would be worth finding an opportunity to have a chat with the kid and get a bit closer.
"Haha, Elder Zhao, you’re too kind. I’ll take this concern of yours to heart. That girl has been a law unto herself since she was small. I really should find a chance to talk to her properly, we can’t allow her to bring sha to the Zeng family’s reputation. We, after all, are people with status and face to maintain, and we can’t afford to lose it."
The chubby old man looked at Elder Zhao’s expression, his mind slightly tense. Could Old Man Zhao have begun to take an interest in that Xiao fellow as well? It seems the little girl wasn’t wrong, there’s indeed sothing unusual about Xiao Yi. Later, I should consider finding a chance to et him in person and learn more about him.
However, his face betrayed nothing out of the ordinary. After a hearty laugh, he spoke to Elder Zhao with gravity.
"That’s true, Elder Zeng," Xiao Yi said with a nod of agreent, "when girls grow up, there’s definitely more to worry about. Many things are so obvious we don’t even have to ntion them."
The thin elder next to him nodded emphatically as if he suddenly rembered sothing and laughed, "Speaking of which, our three families haven’t yet settled on matches for our third-generation girls, have we? I wonder if either of you have soone in mind?"
"Ah, yes...now that you ntion it, they’re not so young anymore...I did bring this up with the girl so ti ago, but both little ones said they’re too young to think about these things and brushed it off."
"It’s the sa with my Yu... Ah, with her cold deanor, it really worries ..."
"Don’t just talk about us! What about that precious granddaughter of yours, Han? Among the three of us, you’re the luckiest. Zhao’s granddaughter, though outstanding she may be, has that cold deanor from practicing whatever Kungfu, which sends shivers down my spine whenever I see her. But your granddaughter is different—she’s pretty, and that goes without saying. She’s gentle and well-mannered—a girl easy to boast about. If my two girls had half her charm, that would be more than enough!"
"Exactly, Elder Han, Elder Zeng has a point there. We might not envy you in other aspects, but we really have to admire you when it cos to your granddaughter."
"Ah...you only know one side of the story...my girl is no pushover either..."
Hearing the other two praise his granddaughter, a hint of pride flashed across the face of the elderly Mr. Han. Indeed, his granddaughter was his pride and joy—a pride not only for her kindness and her calm and obedient nature but, more importantly, for the wisdom hidden beneath her quiet exterior, sothing they did not know. He dabbled in destiny and knew well that his granddaughter was Han Family’s blessing, destined for great fortune all her life!
Recently, she took him on a trip to Book City, where they t the Little Divine Doctor with the surna Xiao Yi—a proof of her fortunate encounters. Every activity they did together since her birth had always been successful.
He heard rumors that she and Xiao Tie, the Little Divine Doctor, had so private contact. Building a good relationship with such a person would undoubtedly be of great benefit to her, and in the future, she would certainly be able to lend a significant hand to the Han Family...
Despite his imnse satisfaction, he remained humble, waving his hands modestly with a hint of embarrassnt on his face.
Go on, keep pretending, just look at that smug satisfaction...
The other two elders glanced at Mr. Han as he put on an exaggeratedly pained expression, even though his pride was evident, and they ntally gave him the middle finger, inwardly despising his pretense.
The conversation regarding their grandchildren continued amidst self-praise and self-pity, and before long, the three elders shifted to reminiscing about the romantic escapades of their youth and the latest trending gossip. The atmosphere beca even more harmonious, fitting the elegant and calm ambiance of the tearoom.
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Liu Jingling’s injury was primarily caused by Inner Strength. The most difficult part of her treatnt, the urgent asures required to save her life, had already been effectively handled by Xiao Yi using the heavens-defying Seven Needles. Following that, the process of applying and ingesting the dicine, although tedious for soone like Xiao Yi who disliked hassle, was actually quite straightforward.
In the evening, Xiao Yi prepared a dose of the dicine and brought it to her. After she took it, he used the revitalizing energy of the Taiyi Needle to treat her once more, accelerating the recovery of her injuries. Liu Jingling’s spirits imdiately improved substantially.
As a martial artist, her superior healing abilities ant that, with her ridians gradually nding, she would likely recover most of her strength within a week.
Although Xiao Yi regarded Taiyi Needle Technique as a basic introductory skill, it elicited the sa astonishnt and awe from Liu Jingling as it did from outsiders. Her doubts and mistrust in the young doctor vanished, replaced by curiosity about how soone so young possessed such profound dical skills.
"Miss Liu, with your injuries, taking dicine daily and my occasional acupuncture sessions should ensure a full recovery within a week. However, I advise against any intense activities for the next few days, especially cultivation, as it’s absolutely imperative not to force it. Additionally, I might be busy these days and unable to prepare your dicine daily. There’s a kitchen downstairs with the necessary equipnt, so you can try making it yourself. I’ve written down the instructions on this piece of paper—I’m sure you’ll understand them at a glance."
After administering the final needle to a visibly astonished Liu Jingling, Xiao Yi carefully replaced it in his needle case. Then looking up at her, a small smile on his face, he produced a piece of paper as if by magic. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please cast your recomndation and monthly votes at Qidian. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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