Chapter 342: 342
Upon hearing those words, Duan Hong, Dong Qian, and Fu iting rolled their eyes.
It seed that they were inside the house, so what did the beautiful moonlight outside have to do with them? Were they supposed to strip and chat all night outdoors?
The corner of Duan Hong’s mouth twitched unnaturally a few tis, she smiled and said, "Zhang Xian, don’t you think your reason is far-fetched?"
"Well...."
Zhang Xian looked around and said, "I was just saying it casually! The main thing is, we’re family, so sharing a bed is nothing unusual."
"Unusual? I think it’s quite weird?"
Fu iting giggled, "In my opinion, you are not normal to begin with, and the things you do cannot possibly be normal."
Dong Qian nodded and said, "Mmm-hmm, I think so too."
"How am I not normal?"
Zhang Xian looked at Dong Qian with so annoyance, "Even you think I’m not normal? What’s not normal about ? I’m an exemplary man, one of a kind!"
Dong Qian glanced at Zhang Xian, lowered her head and said, "Exactly...! Who else would find a wife like Brother Zhang Xian?"
"Well...."
Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, saying awkwardly, "Everyone is unique, so how could my thods be the sa as others? Does that imply I’m not normal?"
Fu iting laughed again, "Shouldn’t there be a normal and abnormal distinction in thods? How can you overlook that?"
"Uh, I don’t think I’m abnormal, just a tad shaless."
Duan Hong facepald, looking exasperated.
His face was really thick-skinned! If she weren’t among friends, she would imdiately distance herself, pretending not to know Zhang Xian.
Fu iting covered her mouth, her body shaking with laughter, her deanor charming.
Dong Qian stole a glance at Zhang Xian, and started giggling. Brother Zhang Xian was really interesting!
"Ahem..."
Zhang Xian cleared his throat, "Ladies, can we not change the subject, please? We haven’t finished our previous topic, it’s not fair to put
in the spot like this!"
Fu iting laughed and asked, "How are we putting you in a spot?"
Zhang Xian said, "We are a family, and a couple. Shouldn’t we sleep in the sa room, sharing the sa bed, whisper sweet nothings?"
Fu iting laughed lightly, "Sure! I’ve never said we couldn’t sleep together."
"What about Elder Sister Hong?"
Zhang Xian turned to Duan Hong and said, "Elder Sister iting agreed, it’s not nice to decline. You’ll break my heart."
Duan Hong frowned, "You can stop pressuring . I’m not falling for your tricks."
"Elder Sister Hong, how could you do this?"
"How am I doing?" Duan Hong stood up, "It’s getting late, I am going to my room to rest. You can be with iting and Dong Qian. The two of them should be enough."
"Hey... Elder Sister Hong... Ahh... you’re so unsupportive!"
Seeing Duan Hong walk away, Zhang Xian sighed, looked at Dong Qian and said, "Qianqian..."
Seeing Zhang Xian look her way, Dong Qian quickly stood up, not giving Zhang Xian any chance, "Brother Zhang Xian, I’m going to bed too, good night."
"Damn, how could this be?"
Zhang Xian pald his forehead, then turned to Fu iting and questioned, "Elder Sister iting, why didn’t you speak out for ? You speaking about it would have definitely achieved much better results."
Fu iting said, "I’ve already agreed, what more do you want? For such matters, I will not ddle."
"Seriously?"
Zhang Xian, with his arm around Fu iting’s shoulder, laughed, "We’re a family, so why can’t we talk about it?"
"Fine, I am not going to do it anyway,"
Fu iting pushed away Zhang Xian, stood up and said, "Since they have all left, I can’t handle you alone and I’m also going to my room to rest. If you can, go find your Mu Cheng."
"I..."
Zhang Xian glanced towards the direction of the bathroom, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and started walking towards his room.
He had planned for a cozy sleepover tonight, but the three of them ran away and he couldn’t catch a single one. The feeling was agonizingly frustrating. If he had known this, he wouldn’t have been so eager.
...
And, so the night passed.
The next morning, after breakfast, Zhang Xian was planning to visit dicine Mountain.
They had just taken charge, and although everything seed harmonious on the surface and the herbal gatherers were cooperating, starting out was the hardest. He had to make a few rounds there.
"Ring ring..."
Suddenly, his phone rang loudly.
Zhang Xian took out his phone, saw an unfamiliar number, answered and asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"
"Zhang Xian?"
A hearty voice ca from the phone, "This is Eighth Master. I’d like to have a talk with you."
Zhang Xian was surprised, then laughed, "So it’s you, Eighth Brother! How did you get my number? And what’s the matter you want to discuss?"
"Getting your number isn’t a big deal. I can easily ask anyone for it."
Eighth Master laughingly said, "So? Do you have ti? I think we haven’t had a al together yet. Surely, you wouldn’t refuse , right, Brother Zhang?"
"To be honest, I don’t have ti."
Zhang Xian cracked a smile and said, "However, I must respect Eighth Brother’s status. You na the place, and I’ll be there shortly."
"Haha, great, Brother Zhang, you are indeed generous, just my cup of tea." Eighth Master burst into laughter, saying, "I’ve already booked a private room at the Marriott Hotel. See you at noon."
Zhang Xian gave a little laugh and, after hanging up, climbed into his BMW.
...
In a small building located in Sunset Town.
Eighth Master threw his phone onto the couch after hanging up, chuckling smugly.
Initially, he thought it would take so persuasion, but he hadn’t expected Zhang Xian to agree so readily, quite beyond his anticipations - quite audacious actually. Didn’t he bother to ask for details, fearing this might be a trap?
The Head of Qiu Family smiled and asked, "Did that guy agree?"
Eighth Master nodded, "Yes, he agreed."
Eighth Master gave a cold chuckle and stated, "What if he is confident? He is nothing more than a frog in a well."
The Head of Shu Family chuckled, "That’s true. Eighth Master, I’m sure you have ways to deal with that guy."
The Head of Qiu Family likewise began to smile in a sinister way, "Shall we start making arrangents now? We can handle everything at the Marriott Hotel. With our involvent, no one would dare to ss around."
Eighth Master nodded, "Yes, early arrangents would be better. If that guy dares to act aggressively, we will ensure he doesn’t get to return."
...
At noon, after Zhang Xian had a walk around dicine Mountain and found no issues, he drove to the Marriott Hotel.
He was prepared for confrontation. He wanted to see what tricks this so-called Eighth Brother was planning to play. If Eighth Master didn’t appreciate his efforts, he wouldn’t mind dealing with him once he had unified Sunset Town.
"Welco!"
The concierge greeted him with a smile.
Zhang Xian grinned. He looked at the receptionist and asked, "Is there a ’Brother Eighth sothing’ who’s booked a private room here?"
"Are you here for Eighth Master?"
The concierge smiled and called a waitress over, saying, "This guest is here for Eighth Master."
"Sir, please follow ." The waitress led the way.
Following her, Zhang Xian soon arrived at the door of a private room on the third floor.
"Knock knock knock..."
The waitress knocked on the door. When given a response from inside, she pushed the door open and smiled, "Sir, please co in."
"Thank you."
Zhang Xian nodded and stepped inside.
Upon discovering that there were not just Eighth Master but two more elders inside, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
It was clear that these two guys must be from the Qiu Family and Shu Family. On this occasion, Eighth Master was not one to pretty things up; it was not a surprise to see them gathered here.
"Is this guy so young?"
The heads of the Qiu and Shu families were sowhat surprised when they saw Zhang Xian.
Even though they already knew that Zhang Xian was young, they were still surprised when they saw him in person. Why did he look like a student?
Could such a young man have annihilated the Black Fist Club and the Mu Family in just half a day? What was going on?
"Haha..."
Eighth Master burst out laughing, "Co, Brother Zhang, co and sit. We’ve been waiting for you."
Zhang Xian laughed and sat down at the table, "Hello, Eighth Brother!"
Eighth Master was speechless for a mont after hearing Zhang Xian call him ’Eighth Brother’. Couldn’t this cheeky young chap stop calling him ’Brother’? This was one ridiculous nickna! Why call him Eighth Brother?
Seems like he had always been called Eighth Master, right? He was an eighth master, not an eighth brother.
Ignoring Eighth Master’s displeasure, Zhang Xian scanned the Heads of the Qiu and Shu families and asked, "So, you two should be from the Qiu Family and Shu Family, right?"
"Correct! I am the current Head of the Qiu Family."
The Head of Qiu Family gave Zhang Xian a sideways glance, smiling as he asked, "Was it you who quietly wiped out the Black Fist Club and the MuFamily?"
"Correct!"
Zhang Xian laughed, "Why? Does the Head of the Qiu Family think I should have discussed it with you first? Is this why you have a problem with ? I must say, I did forget to consider this."
"I..." The Head of Qiu Family didn’t know how to respond.
Could this guy stop being so cheeky? How was he supposed to reply?
The Head of Shu Family’s brow furrowed. He felt like he had underestimated Zhang Xian’s capabilities. Although Zhang Xian looked young, he was incredibly mature.
He’d just arrived, but this kid was already taking control. With just one sentence, he’d silenced the Head of the Qiu Family.
"Haha, Brother Zhang, you do have a sense of humor."
Eighth Master glanced at Zhang Xian, then told a waitress standing by, "Everyone is here now, start serving the dishes. Hurry up, we must not keep our honorable guests waiting."
"Alright!"
The waitress nodded and left the room.
"Well, well... we all co from different places, and today, we can gather due to destiny."
Eighth Master leaned on the table, scanned Zhang Xian, the Head of the Qiu Family, and the Head of the Shu Family, then chuckled, "Today, I’ve called everyone here because I want to discuss so business with you all."
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