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Ye Tian looked at Qin Fufeng in surprise. At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was very quiet, and his words could be clearly heard by everyone, even ordinary people, let alone someone like Qiu Tiande.
Sure enough, Qiu Tiande paused in his imposing stride and turned to fix his gaze on Qin Fufeng.
Qin Fufeng seemed unfazed; he even raised his teacup and gestured towards Qiu Tiande before taking a sip.
The corner of Qiu Tiande's eye twitched, but he ultimately did not lose his temper.
After a moment, Qiu Tiande sneered, "Junior Brother Qin is here too. What’s the matter? Didn’t you go to the Flower Pavilion today?"
As soon as he said this, the crowd couldn't help but start discussing among themselves. Most people were familiar with the Flower Pavilion, the largest brothel in Divine Wood County, known for its beautiful women and exceptional skills.
"Ah, Senior Brother Qiu, you don’t know. The girls there are too bold; I can’t handle it," Qin Fufeng replied nonchalantly, seemingly indifferent to the murmurs around him and not taking Qiu Tiande's obviously loaded comment to heart.
After saying this, he even glanced at Ye Tian a few times. Noticing Ye Tian's confused expression, he asked, "What? You’ve never been to the Flower Pavilion? Are you even a man?"
Everyone was taken aback again, thinking that Qin Fufeng was indeed quite different from others.
Ye Tian blinked, unsure how to respond. However, he didn’t need to say anything because Qin Fufeng continued, "It seems you really haven’t been there. But don’t tell me you don’t even know what the Flower Pavilion is?"
"I..." Although Ye Tian had never been to such a place as a brothel, he had seen enough in life to understand what it was about just from its name. However, just as he was about to speak, Qin Fufeng cut him off again.
"Ah, what a pity! You must go take a look sometime. Don’t be like Senior Brother Qiu who wanted to go when he was young but felt too embarrassed because of his status. Now that he wants to go even more, he’s afraid of that person at home." After saying this, Qin Fufeng chuckled mischievously and glanced at Qiu Tiande. "Senior Brother, with your strength, can’t you handle one woman?"
Qin Fufeng's rambling left everyone in a state of confusion. While they had heard of his unruly personality, they never expected it to be this extreme.
Qiu Tiande gritted his teeth; the earlier aura of an immortal sage had vanished completely. His face turned red with anger. If there weren't so many people present, he might have directly sparred with his junior brother right then and there.
Seeing the two heavyweight figures sparking tension, the usually calm Thunderstorm felt overwhelmed, standing frozen in place, unsure of how to interject.
After all, no matter how impressive he was among his disciples, he had no right to speak in front of two Lord-level figures. Moreover, their identities were not ordinary; one was his own master, and the other was the master of Cold Moon. Especially the latter, who was practically family.
The atmosphere fell silent, with Qiu Tiande exuding a strong sense of authority, as if invisible waves were rippling through the air.
In contrast, Qin Fufeng appeared relaxed, casually sipping tea and chatting with Ye Tian, embodying a sense of leisure.
However, no one knew that if Qin Fufeng were to withdraw his Martial Origin Power at that moment, the cup in his hand, the chair he sat on, and even the table beside him would instantly turn to dust.
At that moment, a voice came from outside the door; it was a woman’s voice, unmistakably that of a middle-aged Beautiful Woman.
“Junior Brother Qin is always so unserious, like a child who never grows up. I wonder when he will mature.”
Everyone turned to look and saw a pair of delicate feet stepping into the courtyard, smooth and refined, rivaling those of a young girl.
Following her was a middle-aged Beautiful Woman who had applied light makeup. She exuded an innate charm typical of a mature woman.
Behind her was a young girl about the same age as Ye Tian. Although she couldn't compare to Yun'er or Cold Moon, calling her a beauty would be entirely justified.
“Oh my, Sister-in-law!” Qin Fufeng immediately stood up upon seeing the Beautiful Woman. As he did so, his chair and teacup instantly crumbled into powder.
Everyone was startled and realized that the two prominent figures had unknowingly clashed.
“Who says ‘Sister-in-law’? You should call me Senior Sister or just Sister.” The Beautiful Woman playfully glared at Qin Fufeng before continuing, “You’re such a sharp-tongued brat; our Tian De always gets teased by you.”
It turned out that this middle-aged Beautiful Woman was none other than Chen Qianrui, the Chief Disciple of Azure Cloud Pavilion from the renowned Cloud Sea Sect in years past.
When it comes to her, her reputation is not at all inferior to that of the current Four Great Sect Masters. If she hadn't married Qiu Tiande back then, the position of Cloud Pavilion Master might not have been held by anyone in particular.
"Alright, alright, then I'll call you sister-in-law," Qin Fufeng replied with a smile, and then naturally added, "As the saying goes, nothing tastes better than dumplings, and nothing is more fun than sister-in-law..."
As he spoke, he was even shaking his head. Fortunately, the last word was interrupted by Chen Qianrui; otherwise, there would have been no peace today.
"You little rascal are still the same as back then, with no sense of decorum at all."
Everyone was completely stunned. Chen Qianrui, as Qiu Tiande's wife and the mother of a daughter and two sons, was now playfully bickering with Qin Fufeng. The most surprising part was that since Chen Qianrui appeared, Qiu Tiande had not made a sound.
The true big shots of Cloud Sea Sect had no idea what kind of past grievances and romantic entanglements existed between them.
Qin Fufeng was still joking around with Chen Qianrui, but Ye Tian's gaze was fixed on the young girl accompanying Chen Qianrui.
"Qiu Tiande has another daughter? How come I've never heard of her..." Ye Tian observed quietly. He wasn't focused on the girl's appearance or figure but rather on her relationship with Thunderstorm.
At that moment, the girl was chatting with Thunderstorm. From Ye Tian's perspective, Thunderstorm appeared to be enjoying the conversation with her on the surface, but internally he seemed somewhat resistant. Yet for some reason, he was trying hard to maintain his composure and wear a smile that could make the girl’s heart flutter.
Ye Tian then looked at Cold Moon, who was also gazing back at him with a somewhat desolate expression in her eyes.
In an instant, Ye Tian saw through her current thoughts. Although she was very strong-willed, being far from home without her parents and facing significant life events while being hindered by so many uncontrollable factors was a profound sorrow. What should have been an enchanting and happy banquet had completely lost its flavor.
She felt lonely and unmoored, like wild grass swaying in the wind and rain.
"Sister Ningyue," Ye Tian approached her, knowing that what Cold Moon needed most right now was comfort.
"I'm fine; I was just thinking that maybe joining Cloud Sea Sect was a mistake."
Beside them, Thunderstorm heard these words, and his expression changed slightly as if he wanted to turn around, but in the end, he did not.
Cold Moon had deliberately said that line for Thunderstorm to hear, but it did not result in him turning around. He continued to chat and laugh with Qiu Tiande's rarely seen daughter, just like their encounter in Spirit Martial Town.
"Ye Tian, I'm not feeling well. Please accompany me back," Cold Moon said wearily. She never opposed Thunderstorm trying to please certain people for further advancement, but today was absolutely not the time!
After saying this, Cold Moon waited for a while, but the expected outcome still did not happen. Her heart sank completely, cold as an ice cellar!
No longer lingering, she walked directly towards the door.
As she reached the entrance, she happened to run into Qin Fufeng and Chen Qianrui. Seeing his beloved disciple's poor expression, Qin Fufeng immediately abandoned Chen Qianrui and followed her.
"What's wrong, Xiaoyueyue?" Qin Fufeng asked cheerfully, showing no signs of being a proper master.
"Xiaoyueyue..." Ye Tian nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Master, I'm fine," Cold Moon seemed accustomed to being called that and felt no awkwardness.
"That's good. Xiao Tian, you are responsible for taking my disciple back," Qin Fufeng patted Ye Tian on the shoulder and ran back, apparently intending to continue chatting with Chen Qianrui.
"Xiao Tian..." Ye Tian was completely bewildered. Under normal circumstances, being remembered by a Master of the Pavilion would be a great honor. But at this moment, Ye Tian felt uncomfortable all over.
"Don't mind it; that's just how my master is," Cold Moon noticed Ye Tian's discomfort.
"It's fine, it's fine. Uncle Qin is really... mischievous!" Ye Tian thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any other adjectives and could only express it as mischievous.
"Yeah," Cold Moon said with a sense of melancholy, not in the mood to say much more.
"It’s true, he completely ruined a perfectly good dinner," Ye Tian said tentatively. In fact, he didn't want Cold Moon and Thunderstorm to be together. He even had a vague feeling that Thunderstorm must have done something to wrong Cold Moon, or that in the future, Cold Moon would definitely be hurt.
"He did it on purpose; he opposes me being with Thunderstorm," Cold Moon said softly.
"Oh?" Ye Tianxin chuckled inwardly. No wonder Qin Fufeng had called him over; he must have sensed they were on the same wavelength.
"He's probably having a heated discussion with Chen Qianrui right now," Ye Tian glanced back at the courtyard a few more times, thinking that Qiu Tiande must be furious.
"Sigh... Ye Tian, walk with me," Cold Moon said, looking utterly dispirited.
"Sure," Ye Tian agreed, and the two began to walk slowly along the mountain path, remaining silent as they each pondered their own thoughts.
Meanwhile, in the courtyard, Qiu Tiande's face had turned pale. He felt a surge of overwhelming anger in his chest, wishing he could slap Qin Fufeng dead on the spot to release it.
"Sister-in-law, when are you going to treat me to some dumplings?" Qin Fufeng asked playfully.
"Haha, you little rascal, why are you always thinking about dumplings?"
"Dumplings from sister-in-law; sister-in-law's dumplings are always a pair."
Qiu Tiande's face turned even greener...
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