289 To Trash the Territory (1/2)
The person who stopped Mo Wen halfway was none other than Gu Jingman.
Why would she appear at the Dafang Sect? A glint of puzzlement flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The influence of the Gu Clan Fort was in the ancient martial arts world of the Yuntai Mountain. They shouldn't have much connection with the Dafang Sect.
A graceful silhouette hastened down the mountain path and appeared before Mo Wen in a short time.
”What are you doing here at the Dafang Sect?” Mo Wen asked, intrigued.
”Attending the Sect Leader Selection Meeting of the Dafang Sect! My grandfather has a rather good relationship with an elder in the Dafang Sect, so we were invited. Are you here for the Sect Leader Selection Meeting, too?” Gu Jingman asked curiously. She felt strange meeting Mo Wen. Wasn't he studying at Hua Xia University? Why would he come here?
Mo Wen shook his head. ”Nope.”
Gu Jingman stared at Mo Wen strangely. What was he doing at the Dafang Sect if he wasn't attending the Dafang Sect's Leader Selection Meeting? ”Then, what are you here for?”
”To trash the territory,” Mo Wen said with a wink.
”To trash the territory…! Are you looking for death? You dare to make these sorts of jokes.” Gu Jingman rolled her eyes at Mo Wen, looking left and right to check whether there was anyone from the Dafang Sect around.
The Dafang Sect was an influential faction in the ancient martial arts world, and their influence far exceeded that of the Gu Clan Fort. They issued an invitation, so she had to travel far to attend this Sect Leader Selection Meeting, which had absolutely nothing to do with her. If Mo Wen's words were heard by anyone from the Dafang Sect, he could get himself in trouble.
Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders. He was too lazy to explain the situation to Gu Jingman.
Gu Jingman looked at Wang Yinru, who stood beside Mo Wen, and asked, pretending to be curious, ”Who is she?” In reality, she had long ago noticed this woman beside Mo Wen, but she purposely pretended that she hadn't seen her.
”Who is she?” Almost at the same time, Wang Yinru asked the same question. The two of them seemed to speak in unison.
”Um…”
Such in sync questioning. Mo Wen was not sure which person he should answer first.
”Hello. I am Gu Jingman, Mo Wen's elder sister.” Gu Jingman hugged Mo Wen's arm, introducing herself as though they were very close. In her heart, she murmured, This Mo Wen is rather flirtatious. Last time, he got his hands on that Lin Qing. This time, he has another woman. He's a little too casual, isn't he?
Furthermore, both women seemed to not be young. Was it possible that she had guessed it right last time? Mo Wen had a mature women complex. He liked royal sisters! But she was a royal sister type too, right? Why wouldn't her charm work on Mo Wen…?
Wang Yinru stared at Gu Jingman, pretending to be surprised. Then, her lips curved into a playful grin. ”Hello. I am Mo Wen's mother.” Giving Mo Wen a side glance, she extended a hand in front of Gu Jingman, demonstrating her friendliness.
”What…” Gu Jingman shook Wang Yinru's hand in a daze. She couldn't wrap her head around that. Mo Wen's mother…!
”Do you have any questions?” Wang Yinru winked, withdrawing her hand with a smile.
”No, no…” Gu Jingman hastily shook her head. Mo Wen's mother was too young and beautiful! She had just thought that she was Mo Wen's…
Gu Jingman looked at Mo Wen without thinking. She noticed that he had a straight face, and was pouting and not saying anything, seemingly having no intention of denying it.
Could it be that she actually was Mo Wen's mother?!
Gu Jingman immediately felt a sense of defeat. How young was she when she had Mo Wen? Also, she had referred to herself as Mo Wen's sister. Now, before his genuine mother, wouldn't her words be instantly seen through? In front of Mo Wen's mother, it was so embarrassing. Also, there was suddenly another senior.
Gu Jingman's face was a bit red. Her hugging Mo Wen's elbow also became unnatural. For a moment, she did not know how to interact with Mo Wen's mother. Luckily, her embarrassment did not last long. A cold voice came from the mountain. ”Wang Yinru, we've been looking for you for a long time. Who knew you would appear on your own?”
Following the voice, a silhouette suddenly flew down from the peak. It did not walk down the mountain path. Instead, it directly leaped off the cliff.
Although those who came to participate in the Dafang Sect's Leader Selection Meeting were all ancient martial art practitioners, almost everyone walked up the mountain path. As a sign of respect for the Dafang Sect, no one used Qinggong to fly up the mountain.
This person flew down from the cliff. Clearly his identity was not normal.
Wang Yinru looked at the silhouette descending from the peak. She coldly laughed and said, ”The 21st Dafang Sect Leader Selection Meeting is about to begin. Our Wang Clan is one of the Dafang Sect's Five Aristocratic Families. What's the matter? Does Sect Leader Jiang Qinghong mean to say that we do not need to show up?”
”You are right. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten the Wang Clan.”
A white shadow flashed past like a fleeting image. In the blink of an eye, it appeared not far in front of Wang Yinru.
The person wore a white traditional outfit and was bearing the air of a scholar. He had a middle-aged appearance and a pale face with no facial hair. His eyes were sharp, and his hands were behind his back. He oozed an air of superiority.