Chapter 91: Su Xiaoxiao (1/2)
Chapter 91: Su Xiaoxiao
Should I go over just because you said so? Who do you think I am? Xiao Chen thought coldly in his heart.
Xiao Chen wanted to ignore him, but when he saw that the manservant did not leave he asked, “Who asked you to pa.s.s on the message?”
The manservant replied honestly, “The First Young Master of the Jiang Clan. Young Master Jiang Muheng said he wanted to invite you over for some wine and introduce you to his friends.”
Xiao Chen picked up his cup and drained it in one gulp. He said indifferently, “Tell him to come over himself. Honestly, I do not actually know him.”
The manservant revealed an unsightly expression; he did not know what to do. If he pa.s.sed on this message, those people would definitely be upset at him. Furthermore, those people were not the kind of people who ought to be provoked.
Fatty Jin laughed, “Since when are the people of Liushang Pavilion so gutless? Just follow the instructions of this brother and pa.s.s on the message exactly as he said it.”
Since Fatty Jin said something, the manservant had no other choice but to do as he was told.
This fatty truly has bad intentions. He is clearly helping himself, trying to quietly stir up conflicts between myself and them, Xiao Chen thought to himself. However, he did not mind this since Jiang Muheng did not respect him. There was no need for Xiao Chen to belittle himself.
Fatty Jin raised his cup and toasted Xiao Chen, “Brother Xiao, you are very bold. Do you know who those people are?”
Xiao Chen said indifferently, “Tell me the details.”
Fatty Jin raised his cup and then pointed at one of them, “That is Duanmu Qing, her clan is the top n.o.ble Clan in Sishui Prefecture. They are one of the three powers of Dongming Province and have an innate bloodline. Their hereditary Martial Spirit is the Ice Phoenix; it has already been pa.s.sed down for thousands of years.”
“The male sitting to her right is Hua Yunfei. The Hua n.o.ble Clan is also one of the three powers of Dongming Province. Their clan’s Martial Spirit is a gus.h.i.+ng holy river. However, his Martial Spirit had a mutation. The holy river turned into a horrifying blood river.”
“The last one is even more terrifying; he is the last disciple of the Misty Sword Sect Master, Chu Chaoyun. Haha! I suppose I do not have to introduce the Misty Sword Sect, since they have existed for even longer than the Holy Lands.”
“However, the most frightening is not one of these people. Instead, it is that fellow called Jiang Muheng; he is from the Bai Clan, the strongest power in White Water City. As they said, it is better to deal with King Yama than the little demons. You did not give him face in front of these people; with his character… haha!”
[TL notes: It is better to deal with King Yama than the little demons: this means that the lackeys are even more difficult to deal with. According to Chinese folklore, King Yama is the one in h.e.l.l.]
The meaning of Jin Dabao’s final two laughs was obvious. Xiao Chen was very clear on the consequences of offending that lackey. However, he had the ability to protect himself and was not afraid.
He only had a few doubts in his heart, Why did the younger generation of the three powers of Dongming Province come to White Water City? Xiao Chen asked, “You should know why this group of people are here, right?”
Fatty Jin fanned himself and put on an appearance of knowing what was going on. He smiled, “It would be useless to tell you. Aside from Jiang Muheng, all of them have already surmounted the Martial Master Realm and are already Martial Grand Masters. With your current cultivation level, it is best you do not know.”
Fatty Jin stopped halfway through; it was clear that he was trying entice Xiao Chen to continue asking him, then pretending that he was put on the spot and had no other choice but to divulge what he knew. He wanted Xiao Chen to owe him a favor.
Although Xiao Chen was curious, it was not to the point where he had to know at any cost. Furthermore, it was clear that this fatty was no ordinary person. Thinking of the plan he mentioned earlier, Xiao Chen felt it was better that he did not mix with him too much. Who knows? He might die as a result of this fatty and would not even know about it.
Seeing that Xiao Bai already had its fill, he smiled faintly in his heart and prepared to take his leave.
“This brother, do you dare to state your name?” just as Xiao Chen was about to say something, Jiang Muheng led two servants over, walking with a gloomy face.
Xiao Chen took a look behind him and discovered that the group seated at the table across had already finished their meal. Duanmu Qing and the other two had already left. He thought about it for a moment and guessed Jiang Muheng’s motive.
Since they had already left, Jiang Muheng no longer needed to maintain his previous elegant demeanor.
Seeing that Xiao Chen did not immediately answer Jiang Muheng’s question, a cultivator behind him pointed at Xiao Chen and said, “How arrogant! You did not even give our Young Master face when he invited you over to have a drink. Who do you think you are? Looking down on the Jiang Clan of White Water City.”
Xiao Chen got up and formed a fist with his right hand; it gave off a reserved purple light. Without saying any useless words or wasting any time, he directly punched the chest of this cultivator.
With a loud bang, the purple light burst out fiercely and a huge force knocked the servant flying back. The servant kept trying to grab onto something with his hands, but he was not able to do so.
“Bang!”
The servant landed on a table, smas.h.i.+ng it into two halves. However, the huge force did not weaken, and the servant continued to roll on the floor before finally cras.h.i.+ng into the wall. He vomited a mouthful of blood before fainting.
Xiao Chen dusted his hands off and stared at Jiang Muheng. He smiled indifferently, “My apologies. When a dog barks at me, I will always take action instead of trying to reason with it. Let me answer your question now. My name is Xiao Chen. It’s the Xiao with a gra.s.s ‘head’ and the Chen of Morning.”
[TL note: Sometimes in China, when introducing their names, people will explain which chinese characters make up their name, as there are many characters that have the same sound. In this case, the Xiao is written as 萧; the gra.s.s head refers to the top of the character for gra.s.s 草. You will notice that they share the same ‘top’ or ‘head’. As for Chen 晨, morning in chinese is Zao Chen 早晨.]
“Goodbye!” Xiao Chen leaped over the fourth floor railing once he said that, directly jumping out. When the Spirit Fox on the table saw that Xiao Chen had left, it hurriedly jumped after him.
When Xiao Chen saw that Xiao Bai jumped after him, he was startled. He immediately turned his body over in midair and caught the Spirit Fox, hugging it. He scolded it, “You jumped when I jumped... Are you not afraid of falling to death?”
Xiao Chen carried the Spirit Fox and took a deep breath, before leaping in mid air and landing on the roof of a house. The total distance he vaulted down was about a hundred meters. After a few more bounds, he disappeared from the crowd’s view.
“Brother Xiao, you still have not told me if you agree to my plan?!” Fatty Jin leaned on the railing and shouted towards the distant Xiao Chen in a loud voice.