Chapter 7 (1/2)

Long Yan was confused when he saw Ye Futian. When he went to the Celestial Pavilion earlier, Ye Futian had claimed that he would know the answer at night. Now, Ye Futian was at the West Court. What did that mean?

Ye Futian walked up and said to the beauty beside Long Ling'er, ”Greetings, Madame.”

Madame Long nodded slightly. She naturally followed the news about her daughter. Seeing Ye Futian in person, she saw that he was handsome and even more extraordinary than Long Mu.

Gu Yunxi studied Ye Futian too. She was curious about the person Long Ling'er would call so sweetly.

”Feel at home. Sit.” Madame Long smiled and nodded. Her voice was soft as a spring breeze.

”Thank you, Madame.” Ye Futian nodded.

Yang Xing led Ye Futian to a seat on the side. Long Ling'er's eyes moved, staying with Ye Futian. She blinked cutely too and Ye Futian shot her a look. If he knew it would be like this, he wouldn't have come. This girl was too tricky.

”I've heard of how you took care of Ling'er these days. You've worked hard.” Madame Long smiled at Ye Futian. Seeing her att.i.tude, he understood that it wasn't the Dragon Clan who wanted to take the Celestial Pavilion back. It was just Long Yan or a portion of the people.

Otherwise, the Madame of the Dragon Clan wouldn't need to be so fake with him.

”You're welcome. Ling'er is so smart. She doesn't need my help. I was just playing with her these days. I hope you won't be angry,” Ye Futian said modestly.

”The girl is stubborn. She must have caused trouble,” Madame Long said, smiling. She obviously knew her daughter's personality.

”Mother, I'm very obedient,” Long Ling'er whined.

”Yes, you're obedient.” Madame Long rolled her eyes and said to everyone, ”Don't just chat. Try the food tonight.”

Everyone nodded and started enjoying the feast. While drinking, someone raised a gla.s.s to Ye Futian. ”I want to toast you, sir. Cheers.”

”Cheers.” Ye Futian also raised his gla.s.s and drank in one shot.

The other did the same and tipped the gla.s.s to show it. Putting it down, he said, ”I heard that you are skilled with the guqin and Ling'er had praised you. You must be well-learned in it.”

”No, no, I only know the basics,” Ye Futian replied.

”You're too modest. If you only know the basics, Ling'er wouldn't gift you the Celestial Pavilion,” the man said conversationally. Many people put down their gla.s.ses and looked at Ye Futian.

Just as how Long Mu had told Long Ling'er, the girl had given the pavilion to a stranger so casually. It wasn't much to the Dragon Clan, but it was very precious to a younger member of the clan. Only the top figures could have cultivation resource like that.

After all, the Dragon Clan had a ma.s.sive family industry. Most of the resources were for the seniors and geniuses. The younger ones couldn't get much. But then Long Ling'er randomly gave a study attendant an entire pavilion. The Dragon Clan members had to wonder about it.

Long Ling'er glanced at the speaker. She was young, but she could tell something was wrong too. However, she couldn't pinpoint why.

”I'm curious too. If Ling'er can be so impressed, you must be very talented. Since today happens to be Ling'er's birthday, how about you play something as a gift?” Long Yan said, smiling.

”Great idea.” Many disciples agreed.

”Brother Futian, don't listen to them.” Long Ling'er glared at them.

”It's alright.” Ye Futian nodded with a smile. ”Since it's Ling'er's birthday, I can play something.”

”In that case, please.” The people of the Dragon Clan smiled.

Ye Futian stood up. Madame Long and Long Mu watched quietly. They were quite curious about Ye Futian's skill too.

Ye Futian walked to the center. The gem on his ring shone and a guqin appeared. Seeing this, many youths narrowed their eyes. How did he have something so precious as a storage ring? Did this b.a.s.t.a.r.d use up his fortune from the Celestial Pavilion already?

Someone as young as Ye Futian couldn't have something so precious. A storage ring wasn't that useful, but it was extremely hard to make. It required special material so only people in the Sage Plane or the extremely wealthy could possess it.

Earlier, they'd thought that Ye Futian's ring was only a regular accessory. They didn't think of storage rings. After all, rings were common while storage rings were rare.

Long Ling'er gazed at Ye Futian in antic.i.p.ation. Brother Futian's music was amazing.