The Crazy Son-In-Law

Seeing their bewildered faces, Xiao Shun chuckled softly.

“Heh, it’s quite inconvenient to find a ride this late at night. If you have an extra car, why not lend it to us?”

Upon hearing this, Xiang Shang’s expression twisted with anger. “Brothers, this fool is looking down on us!”

His two senior brothers were no fools; they clearly understood Xiao Shun’s dismissive attitude towards them and were equally enraged.

The older man, with a fiery temper, glared coldly at Xiao Shun and sneered, “Are all martial artists from Stillwater this arrogant? You should know that the current martial orthodoxy is in Ashford!”

He had already discerned that Xiao Shun was a cultivator with strength comparable to his own, which was why he had restrained himself from acting rashly. But since the enemy had provoked first, there was no need for him to hold back.

Xiao Shun responded with a cold laugh, “Heh, who told you that the martial orthodoxy lies in Ashford? Even though Stillwater’s martial arts have declined due to past catastrophes, when it comes to orthodoxy, Ashford is just a tiny speck!”

“Indeed, you are all frogs in a well. Soon you’ll witness the might of Ashford’s martial artists. Your Old School Society is nothing but a rabble!” retorted the younger man harshly.

Clearly, they mistook Xiao Shun for someone from the Old School Society.

“Old School Society is indeed a rabble!” Xiao Shun nodded in agreement with the man’s words.

His response left the three men quite surprised.

“Hmph, it’s too late to show weakness now!” Xiang Shang said arrogantly.

The older man glanced at Xiao Shun indifferently. “Hand over what we want and apologize on behalf of Stillwater’s martial artists; then you can leave.”

The younger man remained silent, hands behind his back, his face full of arrogance.

“Just you? Heh…” Xiao Shun shook his head, his smile filled with disdain.

At that moment, a loud shout echoed through the venue.

“Bastard! Hand over the ‘Mandrake’!”

Song Linger turned towards the sound and saw the young master of Silvermeadows storming out of the venue in fury, followed by a group of Silvermeadows experts in Gu techniques.

After Xiao Shun had left, Miao Ruohu had waited impatiently for Xia Li to come and discuss the deal but received no response. Frustrated, he went to inquire himself and was enraged to find out that what he coveted had been intercepted by someone else.

Unable to tolerate it any longer, Miao Ruohu immediately led his men to confront Xiao Shun and reclaim the ‘Mandrake’ seedling.

Xiao Shun now faced danger from both sides. In front of him were two ‘Anterior Heaven’ cultivators from an Ashford sect; behind him were seven or eight Silvermeadows Gu technique experts. The situation seemed dire.

However, Xiao Shun remained unfazed and even smiled faintly. “Heh, it seems you all are determined to take me down today. One wants ‘the Germ,’ another wants ‘Mandrake.’ Why should I hand over what I earned through my own efforts? Are you monkeys?”

Seeing her master joking seriously, Song Linger laughed uncontrollably. Her laughter showed she wasn’t really worried about Xiao Shun’s situation.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Miao Ruohu’s face darkened further. If anyone was being robbed here, it was him! He had already negotiated everything with Xia Li but found out that Xiao Shun had beaten him to it. Who could he complain to?

Miao Ruohu coldly demanded, “Hand over the item or my Silvermeadows clan will be your enemy forever!”

Xiao Shun glanced back at Miao Ruohu and teased, “Young Master Miao, do you think I’m afraid of your threats?”

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice shouted from behind.

“Hand over ‘the Germ’ and kneel to apologize for your rudeness!”

“The item is right here with me; if you have the ability, come and take it.” Flicking away his cigarette butt, Xiao Shun squinted at both groups with an arrogant smile. He then stretched out his arms and beckoned them with his fingers to come at him.

Unable to contain their anger any longer, Miao Ruohu roared and threw several Gu insects at Xiao Shun. The Silvermeadows experts followed suit with their deadly attacks aimed at quickly eliminating their arrogant opponent.

Dozens of Gu insects spewed black mist towards Xiao Shun. Seeing this scene from afar, Xiang Shang’s senior brothers hesitated and chose not to join the fray. They didn’t want to risk being caught in the poisonous mist while attacking Xiao Shun.

The older man turned to his junior brother Xiang Shang and asked, “Who is this person? Why has he provoked these Gu practitioners?”

Neither he nor the younger man had attended the Sundown Bazaar earlier and were clueless about the situation.

Xiang Shang shook his head in confusion. “I don’t know either. I’m not interested in Gu techniques and didn’t attend their gathering. They must have developed enmity during that event.”

The younger man pondered aloud, “Did you hear that Meadowfolk mention ‘Mandrake’?”

“Yes,” both Xiang Shang and the older man replied simultaneously.

The younger man mused further, “This person is a martial artist; why would he need such a poisonous item as ‘Mandrake’?”

As he pondered this question aloud, Xiang Shang suddenly exclaimed, “Brother! Look!”

Both men looked towards Xiao Shun and gasped in shock.

“Such dense Dan fire! How terrifying must his alchemical skills be?” exclaimed the younger man in astonishment.

Moments ago, Xiao Shun stood motionless as he was surrounded by a cloud of poisonous mist from Silvermeadows’ combined attack. Miao Ruohu and his men were delighted, thinking they had their enemy cornered.

But then something unexpected happened. A small blue flame appeared within the pitch-black mist. Instantly dispersing large portions of it and forcing even the released Gu insects to retreat back to their masters under its influence.