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Zhong Kui's Diary
Proposal? I was taken aback and suddenly remembered that this girl had once mentioned wanting to marry me.
After a moment of shock, I stammered, "Well, um, we need the elders' consent for this! Have you talked to your parents? Do they agree with this?"
Hua Wuqiu rolled her eyes and didn't answer my question. Instead, she asked me, "Which room did you just come out of?"
I turned and pointed at the blue house, smiling as I said, "I just had a long chat with Old Flower. We hit it off right away and really connected. After this mission, I plan to become sworn brothers with him."
Yes, I was just making things up. Even if Flower Attacker isn't your father, he is at least your elder. If I became sworn brothers with Flower Attacker and then married you, that would mess up the family hierarchy. Heh, I'm so clever.
Sure enough, Hua Wuqiu looked at me in shock. "You mean Old Flower? You want to become sworn brothers with him?"
"That's right!"
"If we were together, wouldn't that mess up the hierarchy? An old cow eating tender grass?" Hua Wuqiu quickly realized and shook her head with a frown.
"Ahem, compared to you, I would definitely be the old cow. Time is like a Butcher's Knife, in the blink of an eye, it just disappears." I coughed lightly, rambling on.
Heh, come on, let's keep going. Let's mess up the hierarchy even more! Let's see if you still won't marry me after this.
"This is quite a problem; it seems this old cow is in trouble!" Hua Wuqiu rubbed her temples, looking quite distressed.
"Hey, hey! I'm the old cow here!" I quickly corrected her.
"You are going to become sworn brothers with my nephew, so naturally, I am the old cow! Well, that means you have to call me aunt just like Xi Ren!" Hua Wuqiu shot me a glance. "Don't underestimate my age; I can still count this hierarchy clearly."
"What? You are the aunt of Flower Attacker?" I was surprised and momentarily forgot about the Flower Manor Master, directly calling out Flower Attacker's name.
"Is that strange? His father is my biological brother; what else would he call me?" Hua Wuqiu looked at me disdainfully, then furrowed his brow for a moment before suddenly clapping his hands and laughing. "I just remembered, Yang Guo calls Dragon Girl 'aunt' too! Since they can be together, we can naturally be together as well!"
I immediately exclaimed, "That's different; they don't have any blood relation..."
Before I could finish, I stopped myself. Yes, Yang Guo and Dragon Girl indeed have no blood relation, but neither do I and Hua Wuqiu. If they can be together, then it follows that Hua Wuqiu and I can be together too. Damn, what kind of logic is this?
After a pause, I smiled and said, "Actually, becoming sworn brothers with the Flower Manor Master is not really feasible."
"Feasible is best; then come with me to meet my parents. When I returned to them, they didn't oppose it!" Hua Wuqiu laughed as he reached for my hand.
I immediately pulled my hands behind my back and said, "Kid, don't lie. How could your parents possibly agree? They are both so old; maybe they didn't hear you clearly?"
But inside, I felt a wave of anxiety. If Flower Attacker really is Hua Wuqiu's nephew, then Hua Wuqiu's parents must be at least over a hundred years old. Clearly, Flower Attacker looks to be at least sixty; no matter how young his father is, he must be in his eighties. As for Flower Attacker's grandparents—Hua Wuqiu's parents—they must also be over a hundred years old by the most conservative estimate. Tsk tsk, considering this, the ten-year age difference between me and Hua Wuqiu really doesn't mean much in their eyes, so they might actually agree.
Hua Wuqiu said in surprise, "Although my parents are a bit older, they aren't so senile that they can't see clearly. Hmm, I understand now; do you think Flower Attacker is very old?"
"Isn't he old?"
"Pfft! Flower Attacker is only seventeen this year; he became like this after going through some turmoil. My parents are only in their sixties!"
I was immediately taken aback, wishing I could return to Flower Attacker's room, grab him by the collar, and give him a good beating. How dare this brat act all mysterious in front of me?
Wait, no, Tang Seng is a Grandmaster Level expert? A seventeen-year-old Grandmaster Level expert? That seems unlikely. I looked at Hua Wuqiu with suspicion. "Isn't he a Grandmaster-level Expert? Are you sure he's only seventeen?"
"What's so rare about that? If I weren't too lazy to learn those things, I'd definitely be at Grandmaster Level by now," Hua Wuqiu huffed. "My talent is far superior to Flower Attacker's."
"Then what level are you now?" I asked in astonishment.
"I'm not interested in that anymore; I definitely won't study that kind of stuff. If I had to say my level, it should be somewhere between Master and Grandmaster," Hua Wuqiu seemed a bit embarrassed and chuckled.
You're already at Master level and only sixteen years old. If Kong Xuan heard this, he would jump off a building in despair, and Qingcheng would probably follow suit.
"Enough of this. Come with me to meet my parents!" Hua Wuqiu insisted, forcefully linking her arm with mine and pointing toward the red house with a smile.
"I'm not going!"
"Why not?"
"Uh, Hua Wuqiu, actually, I prefer more mature women!" I had no choice but to lay my cards on the table.
"You like mature women? How mature? Like Nanny Rong?" Hua Wuqiu looked up at me in surprise.
"No, that's not what I mean! Look!" I pulled out my phone and swiped the screen a few times until a photo of Guo'er appeared. "See? This is the type I like."
Hua Wuqiu looked at the photo with a strange expression on her face. After a moment, she smiled lightly and asked, "Are you sure you like this?"
"I am sure!"
"Then come with me!" Hua Wuqiu took my hand and walked towards the trunk of the Xuanyuan Ancient Tree.
I forced a smile as I was pulled along by Hua Wuqiu, feeling a slight sense of relief in my heart; as long as I didn't have to meet your parents, everything would be fine.
The entire Inner Hall was divided into five levels, but there were no strict boundaries between these levels. The branches of the ancient tree could not grow as neatly as five circular platforms. (The lawn on the second level was supported by later modifications.) Therefore, whether we were going up to the top level or down to the fifth level, we had to use the spiral staircase along the trunk of the Xuanyuan Ancient Tree.
When we reached the third level, where department heads and various research institutions were located, Hua Wuqiu led me to a round building. Sang Xin had mentioned to me before that this type of round building indicated a research institution or storage facility.
As we approached the round building from about a hundred meters away, two people walked up to us—a man and a woman. The man had white hair but a youthful appearance, while the woman was alluring and charming.
"Princess, where are you headed?" the woman asked with a playful smile.
"I'm going to Warehouse One!" Hua Wuqiu replied boldly.
I wasn't surprised at all. Since Hua Wuqiu lived on the second level and her parents were likely the Deputy Master’s grandparents, it was very possible that they were Master Lin. As Master Lin's daughter, it was only natural for her to be called a princess. Well, perhaps that was a bit much; princesses are daughters of emperors. Could it be that her father wanted to be an emperor?
"This is?" The elder glanced at me and respectfully asked Hua Wuqiu.
"This is my friend; yes, very likely to become... Duke Consort!" Hua Wuqiu said with a cheerful smile while pointing at me.
The old man and the woman exchanged surprised glances, then looked at each other, momentarily unsure of what to say. After all, Hua Wuqiu was only sixteen years old, and they probably didn't feel comfortable offering congratulations. After a moment of hesitation, the old man pulled the woman aside and said, "Then we won't disturb the princess's important matters. Please proceed!"
We continued on our way while the old man and the woman remained where they were. Judging by their demeanor, they seemed to be guards of Warehouse One.
"Why do they call you princess?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Do you want them to call me sister instead?" Hua Wuqiu rolled her eyes.
I couldn't help but laugh; indeed, the term "sister" didn't seem very innocent anymore. Noticing Hua Wuqiu's cold snort, I quickly changed the subject. "By the way, when you were wearing that mask and acting all high and mighty in the villa, didn’t they know you were a princess?"
"How could they not know? It's just that everyone turned a blind eye to keep me happy! There is still a difference between wearing something and not wearing it," Hua Wuqiu said with a hint of sadness. "I was just looking for some fun with the new employees. But I'm glad I met you."
Hearing this from Hua Wuqiu made an ancient phrase pop into my mind: 'Fearing the jade tower and crystal palace, where the heights are too cold to bear; dancing in the clear shadows, how does it compare to being in the mortal world?'
Tsk tsk, this girl is truly pitiful.
Soon, we arrived in front of a round house. Hua Wuqiu entered a password on the keypad at the door. The door opened, revealing an interior layout similar to that of a two-bedroom apartment. After inviting me inside, Hua Wuqiu closed the door behind her with a mysterious expression and told me to wait for her in the living room while she slipped into one of the rooms.
After waiting for quite some time and feeling a bit impatient, the door to the room finally opened, and someone walked out. The moment I saw this person, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning; I was momentarily frozen in place, unable to move or even breathe.
The person before me was pure and beautiful, with a ponytail and a bright smile—none other than Guo'er, who had appeared countless times in my dreams.
Guo'er!
It’s actually Guo'er!
This person is actually Guo'er!
For a moment, my lips felt dry and my throat was parched, unable to utter a single word, while my throat made a gurgling sound.
Guo'er just smiled at me, standing in front of me without saying anything.
Am I dreaming?
I must be dreaming. How could Guo'er possibly be here?
I bit down hard on my tongue, and a sharp pain shot through me, filling my mouth with a salty taste. This isn’t a dream; this is real!
After a long time, I finally shakily reached out my hand to touch Guo'er's face. The moment my fingers brushed against her features, tears streamed down my face.
This isn’t an illusion; it really is Guo'er. I can touch her face. Moreover, the sensation in my hand tells me that this face is indeed the one I have touched countless times before. The person in front of me is truly Guo'er.
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