Returnee in Jianghu - C49

“Eldest senior brother, let’s go to the Pure Wind House to congratulate him. What else do I need to pay attention to?” As Xu Miao tugged on her clothes, her small face was filled with excitement.

“No need to pay attention.” Tang Ming lowered his eyes, his eyes filled with Xu Miao’s figure: “You are a direct disciple of the Cloud Sky Sect, even in front of Young Noble Wushuang’s only son, you do not need to be afraid. Remember, your status is the grand elder of the Cloud Sky Sect, and your martial uncle is the head of the Cloud Sky Sect.

Xu Miao nodded as if she understood something.

“Senior brother, we’re here.” Luo Ling opened the curtain of the carriage and saw Xu Miao’s big watery eyes. His tone changed as he said, “Little junior sister, let your senior brother hug you.” Luo Ling pounced towards Xu Miao, causing Xu Miao to hurriedly hide in Tang Ming’s embrace. With a tender voice, she said, “Monster has arrived. Eldest senior brother, save me!”

Luo Ling, who knew that Xu Miao was playing the game, immediately bared his fangs and brandished his claws. “The big monster is here. The big monster is going to eat Xu Miao.”

“Hahahaha!” Xu Miao circled around Tang Ming while Luo Ling followed suit.

Tang Ming helplessly facepalmed. Ever since he had a junior martial sister, his junior martial brother had become a lot more obedient, but … More and more innocent.

“Stop playing around, let Master and Uncle-Master wait for a long time, then excuse me.” Tang Ming carried a “little friend” in one hand as he jumped off the carriage.

“You’re done?” Gu Han looked at the wronged pair of disciples following behind Tang Ming, thinking whether his decision to take in a pair of disciples was correct. One of them was enough to make a ruckus, but the other two still didn’t know how much of a headache he would suffer.

This was especially true for Luo Ling. He was just a child who hadn’t grown up yet, and was still making a fuss about wanting his junior sister.

“Martial Uncle, where is Master?” Tang Ming looked around and didn’t see Chu Jungran.

“It’s still on the carriage.” Gu Han sighed and looked at the carriage with concern.

While the two of them were talking, Chu Junran got out of the carriage. He had an indifferent expression on his face.

“Jun Ran?”

A calm voice rang out from behind the five of them. Tang Ming turned his head and saw a person in blue robes standing out of the dust.

“Yan Yufei?” Chu Tianjiao raised his eyebrows. He didn’t expect to run into an old friend the moment he got off the carriage.

“I thought you would never ever enter the Pure Wind House.” Only then did Yan Yufei shift his gaze away from Chu Junran. When he saw Tang Ming, he was stunned.

“Disciple Tang Ming greets Qianji Zi.” Tang Ming saw that Yan Yufei had been staring at him and hurriedly bowed. Luo Ling and Xu Miao, who had not reacted to this all this time, also followed suit and bowed.

Before Yan Yufei could reply, Chu Junran pulled Tang Ming away from the half-bent body and looked at Yan Yufei, “I didn’t bring Ming’er here to suffer any grievances.”

Yan Yufei laughed bitterly. Chu Junran didn’t bother with him and walked straight in.

The disciple behind Yan Yufei was indignant. “Do you really think you’re a big shot?”

“Shut up!” The normally expressionless Yan Yufei yelled at the disciple with a low voice. His cold and fierce gaze scared the disciple and caused him to tremble.

“Master, that’s Qian Jianzi. He looks so pretty.” Xu Miao followed closely behind Gu Han, seemingly unafraid of the cold air emanating from his body. “However, he’s not as good-looking as Eldest Martial Brother. Eldest Martial Brother is the most beautiful person Miao has ever met.”

He had to admit that Tang Ming had inherited most of his father’s looks, while Tang Qing had bewitched countless men and women to do nothing. He had taken first place in the beauty rankings with an irresistible force, and Chu Junran, who didn’t know anything about himself, had used this matter to ridicule Tang Qing for a whole year, until Tang Qing had taken Chu Junran’s precious little sister to the Tang Family’s castle.

Sad.

“Why is Martial Uncle always looking at me?” Tang Ming openly replied Gu Han’s gaze.

“Nothing.” Gu Han turned his head nonchalantly, while Xu Miao’s curious gaze wandered between Gu Han and Tang Ming.

To get to the main hall of the Pure Wind House, one needed to walk along a winding path. The peach trees on the path stood tall and straight, but it was autumn, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves.

“The Pure Wind House has the name of a small fairyland. It has the two most outrageous quirks of all. The first one is that ugly people are not allowed to enter, and the second one is that they especially like peach blossoms.” “You may not like the peach blossoms, but you absolutely cannot belittle them. Since the establishment of the Pure Wind House, there is only one person who has been able to ridicule the peach blossoms and have nothing to do with them,” explained Gu Han patiently as he held Xu Miao in his arms.

“Who is it?” Xu Miao pulled Gu Han’s clothes and asked.

Gu Han did not reply, but his gaze unconsciously landed on Chu Junran.

Not only had he mocked the peach blossom, he had mocked it in front of the famous Young Noble Wushuang.

He was so arrogant that no one could do anything about it.

Chu Junran seemed not to have heard the conversation between Gu Han and Xu Miao, as if he was not paying attention at all.

When he finally reached the end, he saw a man and a woman conversing in the distance. The man had an exquisite face and a gentle smile, yet he gave off a feeling as if he was someone who could reject anyone.

His eyes were cold, as if everything was under his control.

The woman, with her long black hair tied up by a jade hairpin, smiled as she walked towards the room.

The other party had also clearly seen the group of people who had just arrived. They walked with large strides towards the group of people and said, “Long time no see.”

“Long time no see, Su Ziyue.” Compared to Su Ziyue’s many greetings, Chu Junran’s response was much colder. His gaze landed on the woman who was in a daze.

Su Ruyue was also stunned as she stared blankly at Chu Jungran. She involuntarily opened her mouth, but Chu Jungran snatched it away, “Sect Leader of the Heavenly Cloud Sect, Chu Jungran, greets Fairy Ruyue.”

His actions were respectful and distant.

“Ru Yue, bring Sect Leader Chu to the main hall.” Su Ziyue sized up the group. When she saw Tang Ming, she paused for a moment before speaking to Su Ruyue, “Call Rong’er to bring out the blue lotus seed that you just plucked.”

“Alright.” Su Ruyue nodded and looked at Chu Jungran with watery eyes. She opened her mouth but was unable to say anything. She could only say, “Follow me.”

As soon as he entered the hall, Tang Ming heard a familiar voice call out to him: “Brother Tang, Brother Luo, here.”

Tang Ming looked over to the source of the voice and found that Hua Yu was sitting in the middle of a group of youths. Next to him was a handsome youth who was on par with Hua Yu.

Gu Han glanced at the youngsters around Hua Yu and roughly knew their identities. He nodded to Tang Ming and said, “Bring your Junior Martial Sister over.”

“Yes.” Tang Ming nodded and took Xu Miao from Gu Han.

The Pure Wind House had always been a neat and orderly place. Most of the people at the table had pretty much the same status. Of course, with Tang Ming’s status, the only one who could be on equal footing with him was Young Noble Wushuang’s only son.

Hua Yu passionately pulled Tang Ming over to him. He pointed to the pretty young man beside him and said, “This is Li Qianchen, the disciple of Qian Ji. I met him when I was bringing Young Master Li to find Master.”

With that, Hua Yu scratched his head in embarrassment. “Master even scolded me for looking for people everywhere.”

Tang Ming looked at Li Qianchen and nodded his head. Li Qianchen also nodded calmly.