147 Chapter 147 (1/2)
People poured in like water and quickly filled up the seats. This world didn't have much entertainment with the lack of the internet or TV. So things like fighting tournaments were all the rage. It was very popular among men that were attracted to the contest between two warriors. It was less popular with the women, but they did enjoy seeing the good looking young men participating.
The contestants were led to a side hall while the people in charge were preparing the drawing. The numbers would be announced out loud and a person would write the names of the fighters on a large board. The fighters in question wouldn't be there for the process as they were ordered to wait. If their turn came they would be guided to another room to wait for their turn. This was a long process so most of the people weren't really paying attention.
At the time of the drawing, Zhang Jin was sitting in the VIP booth that he and some of the other elders occupied. He could see Huo Qiang along with his most trusted retainer and bodyguard Huo Qiao, his beard looking pristine as always. The two were sitting together while looking at the stage wondering when Qiang's son's number would be pulled.
On the other side was the Feng Clan elders, Feng Liena and Feng Maling were there together paying attention to the number 43 that belonged to their family members. There were some less important elder members from all the three clans sitting in the back and chatting as well.
”That little rascal has taken a liking to the Zhang boy, even though we told her to not follow the old teachings anymore...”
The old lady shook her head a couple of times before looking to the young Matriarch. The tanned lady was wearing a jade green robe that went well with the green motive of her clan and this city. This was a more modest robe than what she normally wore, and there was a reason for that.
After the explanation Zhang Dong gave her, she started pondering her life choices. One of them was wearing revealing clothes that showed off her peaks, that the old scriptures showed as being the proper attire for their clan members. She didn't abandon the old teachings altogether, picking and choosing as the man said that there were some truths in there. She just needed to find the real ones herself.
The tanned appearance of the Feng clan had nothing to do with makeup or tanning though, it was a side effect of their body refining technique. This was also why Feng Liena's complexion was a lot lighter than the skin tone of the other Feng clan ladies. Her technique was of a higher quality and she didn't suffer such a big side-effect as the others. The same could be said for her younger sister who was using the improved version as well.
”Don't see anything wrong with that... that Zhang Junior seems to be quite the virtuous fellow...”
Feng Liena proclaimed while fanning herself a bit with one of her fans that she received from Zhang Dong as a present.
”Oh? Did you look into him already... or is it because he is the Disciple of that man.”
Feng Maling sniggered while looking at her Matriarch whose face twitched.
”If your little sister gets closer to his disciple you'll probably see him a lot more as a result, which wouldn't be bad... But wouldn't it be better to just send that marriage request?”
The old lady probed as she already had attempted to send one of those requests but was stopped by the Matriarch each time. If they followed the old teachings the Matriarch would aggressively go after her 'love target'.
”I... ”
Feng Liena moved her face down and blushed slightly. After deliberating about the old texts and that they weren't all that cracked up to be, she just felt slightly silly about the things that she did back in the secret ground. She also felt like the man in question should do some pushing of his own accord, but besides a couple of techniques and items that Zhang Dong had gifted her, she didn't see him all that much.
She was well aware of the way cultivators lived. They spent most of their days cultivating and trying to get stronger either to better themselves or help out their family. She was also scared of getting rejected by the man she was interested in. Thus she was left with waiting it out, but this approach was proving its ineffectiveness.
”Well how about after the festival finishes we head to Spirit Spring City together young lady Feng?”
Zhang Jin butted into the conversation that the two women were having. He was quite proficient in things like this and also felt that it was high time for his grandson to have some kids himself.
”I'm sure the Patriarch will gladly accommodate the whole Feng Clan and the Matriarch, just leave everything to this old man!”
He smiled at the two women, Feng Maling raised her brow a bit but then nodded as this wasn't such a bad idea.
”So it's decided then, we will stop at the Zhang Clan for a week after the tournament is over.”
The two elders were agreeing with each other, the young Matriarch in question just sat there quietly while deliberating some more.
”W-well... I don't see a problem with that...”
She covered her face with her fan and smiled slightly, thinking that checking out the Zhang Clan's city wasn't such a bad idea. Though while she was smiling to herself thinking about the robes that she should wear while meeting with the Zhang Patriarch, someone from the side butted in.
”Oh? What are you talking about? Are you heading over to Senior Brother after this? That's a great idea, I'll be able to have a glorious battle with him!”
Huo Qiang slipped into the conversation, which made his retainer grimace from the side while turning his head away in shame. Maling and Liena just glared at him, Zhang Jin just nodded while chuckling.
”Hah, sure thing lord Qiang, just don't destroy our little clan during that 'glorious battle' ”
He laughed out loud while moving his attention back to the tournament. The contestant numbers were still being drawn, the process was going slowly. The names of most of the members from his clan weren't yet drawn. He didn't know why but he was getting a bad feeling, like something could go wrong at a moment's notice.
'Must be my imagination... this is a sanctioned and well-protected place... the boy shouldn't have any problems of coming up on top in this tournament. Just hope he doesn't give away too much on the way there though. Xue will be wearing a veil so it should be fine.'
The old man leaned back, hoping that his bad premonition was just him being overprotective in his older years. While the triforce alliance members were talking and bickering with each other, someone was looking at them. Right opposite them was another closed-off booth for very important members, it was a lot more exquisite than theirs though. This was the room that Yang Kai was occupying, there was a special tinted glass blocking anyone from viewing inside of it.