The Crazy Son-In-Law

The Gu Art Conference had been going on for almost an hour. Xiao Shun’s appearance had left a significant visual impact on everyone, causing the subsequent matches to seem uninteresting to most of the audience. Although Song Ling’er attracted some attention due to her beauty, sweet voice, and outstanding skills, she still couldn’t compare to her master, Xiao Shun.

At this moment, Xiao Shun and Xia Li appeared together in front of everyone, immediately drawing countless gazes.

“Wow, Mr. Xiao is truly impressive. His commanding presence even managed to win over Xia Li from Southeast Asia. I really admire him!”

“You can just envy him from the sidelines. Mr. Xiao’s charisma is something we can’t match!”

“Brother, besides his charisma, Mr. Xiao’s skills also make us feel ashamed!”

“Why talk so much? I’ve had enough of the oppression in Heaverpool by the Sanmiao people. After today, I’m going to Harrow to join the New School Society!”

Instantly, his words garnered agreement from many around him. It seemed that Qin Zhenhuan, who had just resolved the issue of overcrowding at the martial arts school, would be busy again for a while.

Wen Feng, having recovered his strength, glanced at Song Ling’er, who looked somewhat displeased, and said casually, “Sister Ling’er, it seems Brother Xiao has gained a bunch of loyal fans here in Heaverpool.”

Song Ling’er was still glaring at her master, who was always flirting around. She had no interest in discussing fans with Wen Feng.

After parting ways with Xia Li, Xiao Shun returned to Song Ling’er’s side. He looked at Wen Feng, who seemed excited, and asked, “How is your sister doing?”

Wen Feng shook his head. “Not very well. The practitioners in Daxing are very resistant to the New School Society. Besides my sister and me, no one else is interested.”

“Heh, a bunch of stubborn people!” Xiao Shun chuckled and patted Wen Feng on the shoulder. “You should go to Harrow and discuss this with Mr. Qin. Ask him to send some skilled people to help Wen Yao control Daxing.”

Hearing this, Wen Feng became excited. With the New School Society’s support, he and Wen Yao could reclaim Daxing.

After chatting with Wen Feng for a while, Xiao Shun turned to Song Ling’er. Seeing her unhappy face, he asked, “Ling’er, what’s wrong?”

“Hmph!” Song Ling’er pouted and turned her head away.

Xiao Shun was puzzled and looked at Wen Feng for help. Wen Feng glanced at Xia Li and then back at the angry Song Ling’er, seemingly realizing something amusing.

“Hehe!” Wen Feng chuckled mischievously before waving goodbye to Xiao Shun and leaving.

What’s up with him? Xiao Shun wondered as he scratched his nose.

After a while, he spoke to Song Ling’er again. “I was just discussing with Xia Li…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Song Ling’er interrupted him with a snort. “Hmph! Discussing what? You talked for so long!”

Even if Xiao Shun was slow-witted, he now realized why his disciple was upset-she was jealous!

Oh boy, what’s going on? Am I such a casual person?

Of course, Song Ling’er knew he wasn’t casual. But even so, she felt uncomfortable seeing her master getting close to another woman.

However, when she heard what Xiao Shun had discussed with Xia Li later on, her displeasure vanished instantly and she listened with great interest.

After hearing everything, Song Ling’er grabbed Xiao Shun’s arm and eagerly asked about the “Forbidden Gu Art.” Xiao Shun explained everything in detail as a responsible master should.

“This is the nature of ‘Forbidden Gu Art.’ If you encounter it in the future, be very careful and never underestimate it,” he concluded.

Song Ling’er nodded seriously and exclaimed, “What a terrifying Gu art! It can affect one’s bloodline-such a vicious technique!”

As they were discussing this topic, the Gu Art Conference finally came to an end. Relying on her Dan Fire technique, Song Ling’er fought her way through and secured tenth place-a remarkable achievement considering she lost interest towards the end.

If she had continued fighting seriously all the way through, only Miao Ruohu might have been able to challenge her.

As for Xiao Shun’s ranking? He didn’t even make it into the top fifty since he only participated in two matches. Although he defeated strong opponents each time, the rankings were based on quantity rather than quality.

Despite this, his previous success at the Stone Gambling Conference allowed him to participate in the final round of the raw stone auction.

Following that event, Xiao Shun and Song Ling’er were led by staff members into a small meeting room while Wen Feng left immediately. His goal that day was merely to avenge his sister by defeating Miao Lijiang with Xiao Shun’s help.

Now that Miao Lijiang was severely injured by Xiao Shun and vengeance was achieved, Wen Feng hurried off to help his sister turn things around by flying directly to Harrow that night to seek reinforcements from the New School Society!

“Master, this meeting room isn’t very big,” Song Ling’er remarked as she surveyed the nearly 200-square-meter room.

“It’s normal for it to be small,” Xiao Shun replied with a smile. “The Stone Gambling Conference selects fifty participants; the Gu Art Conference selects another fifty; then there are about twenty business representatives-only around a hundred people in total need space for bidding.”

“True!” Song Ling’er nodded in agreement. “It looks like today’s auction will be exciting.”

She glanced meaningfully at Miao Ruohu and others from Silvermeadows.

Earlier on, Xiao Shun had informed Song Ling’er about acquiring Mandala’s assets while Miao Ruohu aimed to obtain something from the Gu Art Association using these raw stones-little did he know someone else had intercepted them midway.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Soon enough-the meeting room filled up quickly-with over a hundred powerful figures present-all wearing determined expressions on their faces-Xiao Shun felt anticipation building within him too-wondering if any Spirit Stone-containing raw stones would appear during this auction-if so-that would be fantastic!

Lost in thought-Xiao Shun fixed his gaze upon the stage ahead…