241 Aristocratic Status (1/2)

Dugu Xiao Yi's heart was beating wildly. Jun Mo Xie's hand had just caressed her cheek, and she simply couldn't contain her embarrassment anymore. She instantly recalled something, and said, ”Dammit… I'll definitely visit you tomorrow,” Her voice was low where-as her head was still drooping down; same as before. Therefore, she obviously didn't know whether he had heard her or not.

”Excellent… I'll look forward to your visit.” A wisp of Young Master Jun's clear and cheerful voice floated towards the beautiful woman's ears, and stayed there; till she looked up… even his shadow was no longer there in front her.

Dugu Xiao Yi stood-up hurriedly. She then swiftly took two steps at a time as she rushed towards the hall's entrance. Then, she expectantly raised her eyes, only to see that man turning a corner at the end of the street atop his horse. An intoxicated look of longing filled her eyes as she fantasized — gazing at the empty street. A dreamy smile surfaced on her face as she blushed; unable to speak her or move.

”That scoundrel… Humph! How dare he pinch my face!? I… he… how could he… I will definitely find him tomorrow! And I'll settle this account by fiercely kicking his butt!”

The merry Dugu Xiao Yi snorted as she tried her best to appear angry. However, her eyes — which she had no control over — were curved like the crescent moon; clearly revealing her bashful, happy and satisfied frame of mind…

Jun Mo Xie rode home alone; he was unable to figure out why he felt so pleased since his mind had never experienced such joy. Furthermore, he had become aware that he felt a little giddy and happy. He naturally hadn't had anything to drink, yet he was still feeling a bit tipsy; he obviously hadn't heard a funny joke, yet the corners of his mouth were stretched into a tender smile…

[That nasty girl! Did that little girl poison me?]

Such emotions are like a poisoned wine which once drunk — would have a lifelong-effect; with no antidote for cure!

This mysterious feeling was giving him a headache. Though he had recuperated his body's health ever since taking it over… he only possessed the body of a youngster around the age of sixteen. This naturally meant that he hadn't yet reached adulthood from the notions of his previous world. To put it simply… he would still be in the final year of middle school. Perhaps he would be considered slightly more mature than a half-grown young man; at best. Well! That girl seemed to be around the same age; maybe slightly younger!

This was unadulterated puppy-love!

[Wow, this is frightening! Puppy love feels wrong! I need to find someone with experience so I can learn more about this condition… ]

Young Master Jun incessantly indulged himself in flights-of-fancy while pleasantly smiling the entire journey back.

To normal people, the hurried hoof-beats of his horse sounded like drums being played upon a victorious general's return. Though to him, these hoof-beats sounded like sweet rhythm; almost as if they were a piece of poetic writing…

Jun Mo Xie dismounted from his horse as lightly as a feather. He was beaming radiantly as he stepped foot thought the doorstep of his house. Suddenly, a loud sound interrupted his noxious thoughts; noxious in-the-sense that he was already nearing his wedding night.

Anyone would despise this person. In fact, a vast majority would recommend handing him a beating with a thousand lashes until his shameless skin had been peeled away. And then crush his body if nothing else worked.

Surprisingly, on one side he thought that puppy-love was wrong; while on the other, he was dreaming about his wedding chambers…

”You! Boy! You have returned at last. This old man has comprehended something new today; come quickly, and take a look…” the Solitary Eagle's voice was galloping with excitement. In fact, it almost seemed as of was trying to flaunt his treasure to someone. He had been busy with his research for several days, and had finally mastered his study; naturally, he was quite excited about it.

The Young Master Jun's heart had left him visualizing the countenance of a flower. However, suddenly a man with long-and-fluttering black hair had appeared in front of his eyes. Moreover, this man's face was as grim and icy as a fiend's; this contrast was really too big! Extremely big!

Young Master Jun frowned. He was quite annoyed to see this person since it had destroyed his daydream. As a result, Jun Mo Xie was suddenly overcome with a wild impulse to kick the Solitary Eagle. Although he very much wanted to follow through with that urge, he restrained himself since he could not afford to provoke this person for the time-being.

”I don't have time for this! Leave; you are disturbing me with all that noise!” Young Master Jun scowled, and his face became dark. He entered his room, and closed the door behind him with a loud ”Bang”. The Great Master, who was following him closely, almost had his nose wedged between the slits of the doors.

”What's the matter?! I had certainly seen this kid smiling a moment ago. He had returned looking happy and giddy… so why on earth was he talking to me like this… like a grandma who is sore on seeing that scoundrel-of-a-son she hates?”

Solitary Eagle scratched his scalp in confusion; he was at a complete loss.

The day had begun like any other ordinary one. However, those invitation letters had soon made it quite unusual!

The entire Tian Xiang City had flared up; thoroughly flared up!

Each and every man, whose family had even-a-little-bit of influence, was completely engrossed in discussing it. [What is this Aristocratic Hall? Isn't this surprisingly arrogant?]

The scalding silver invitation cards were mounted by a golden plum blossom. The golden paint was used so precisely while drawing this flower, that each and every petal seemed vivid. In fact, even the stamens were clearly visible!

The invitation card's envelop could be considered a valuable piece-of-art on its own!

[What's there inside it?]

On opening the fly leaf, what would shine on one's eyes was nothing other than two rows of huge characters — inlayed in gold. The first line read: [frustrated, poor and the sick of heart are kindly requested to leave this route.] While, the line below read: [those whose family's worth is below one million are not to enter these doors!]

On opening another leaf of the letter, one would actually find a myriad of characters embedded in gold:

[Things worth discussing aren't free of charge!]

[The basic need of this world's greatest noblemen was — best-in-quality; how could they be mediocre? They wore fine silk, read golden scripts, heard immortal music, for they had a refined taste; fine tea, and one-in-million wine shall not be wasted on people with none.]

On the last leaf, there were a handful of large-sized characters written in flamboyant calligraphy —

[So far, life has been mundane; why?]