Chapter 252 - Everyone Gather (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Feng… San!”

“Little Zhen, listen to me! It’s not like that… Ahya! It hurts, it hurts… Little child!”

Suddenly, within the hall, frightening cries followed one after another.

The master and disciple duo sitting in a corner calmly sipping tea…

“Master.”

“Oh?”

“Should we stop the two of them?”

“I don’t think that’s necessary?” Shen Ying had not watched a good family drama in a long time. This was refreshing. “They haven’t torn the house apart. There’s no hurry, no hurry!”

“Yes Master, no problem Master!”

“Eh! Have you sharpened the vegetable knife?”

“You should sharpen it first. For all you know, they might need it later!” He was afraid he would destroy these two adorable people by accident.

“…”

An hour later, the two of them finally stopped fighting.

Perhaps because he knew he was wrong, Feng San willingly became Long Zhen’s punching bag. No matter what Long Zhen did to him, he showed no intention of fighting back. Long Zhen was thus engaged in a one-sided battle. Maybe they forgot to employ their best techniques. The house was still standing, although the tables and chairs in it were all shattered to pieces. The only table left standing was the one at which Shen Ying was seated, and only because Yi Qing had set up an array to protect it.

Feng San was unrecognisable by now. His alluring and smooth face was now swollen beyond recognition. He turned weakly to face Long Zhen, still trying to explain himself. “Little Zhen, it’s not what you think.”

“Get lost!” Long Zhen could not contain her anger. She kicked him one more time. “Everyone in the Divine World knows that you, Supreme Divinity Feng San, are a player. You have plenty of female divine beings in your backyard fighting for your attention – each of them incomparably beautiful.” She was crazy to have fallen for his trick.

“Little Zhen, believe me. This is a misunderstanding. I have never touched them!”

“Hmph, I couldn’t tell that you’re a playboy?” Long Zhen’s gaze was chilling, daring him to continue lying to her. “Oh yes, isn’t your new lady on the way? Why isn’t she coming in? I’m just in time to celebrate your marriage.”

Feng San tried to say something, but Long Zhen turned and stalked out of the hall. A moment later, she was dragging someone into the hall. That person was wearing dressed in a red bridal dress. Her face was veiled, and she just slightly taller than Long Zhen.

“Little Zhen…” Feng San slowly got to his feet while holding on to his swollen head. “Listen to me.”

“The person who sent her here said she’s an absolute beauty,” Long Zhen said, smiling. “Even I envy her good looks. I trust you wouldn’t mind if I take a look?”

Once she finished, she unveiled the woman, revealing an exceptionally beautiful face. She indeed was exquisite.Her eyebrows were very nicely shaped and she had cherry lips. She also looked slightly Caucasian, especially since her eyes were so huge. She would have caught anybody’s eye – her face was practically glowing. In fact, she looked… quite familiar.

Pui…

The master and disciple who had been sipping on tea could not help but spit out a mouthful of the tea they just drank.

Holy shit! This can’t be?

“Indeed, she’s one of a kind.” Long Zhen glanced at the two people beside her and her heart froze. She immediately shoved the veil into Feng San’s hand and said, “Well, I wish the both of you… Eh? You….”

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes widened, as if discovering something.

The bride who had been standing aside silently, suddenly turned Long Zhen around, drawing her immortal sword and holding it to her neck. Below the two of them, an array appeared. “Don’t move. If you don’t want to die, get me out of this wretched place!”

“Little Zhen!” Feng San exclaimed, his expression falling. “If you dare to hurt her, I will kill you!”

A ball of black QI flowed out from the bride’s palms. “If you don’t want her to die, then move back!”

“Is this… Yin Qi? Who are you? What do you want?” Is this person a ghost immortal! Feng San retracted his hand and looked anxiously at the hostage. “Little Zhen, don’t be afraid. I will rescue you.”

“Who needs your help!” Long Zhen looked absolutely enraged. Without any hesitation, she broke out of the immobilising lock. Her body seemed to flash with lightning as she dealt a blow to the person behind her.

The bride was not prepared for it. She moved backward a couple of steps from the impact. The Yin Qi in her palms momentarily dissipated.