801 Send Them This Time! (1/2)
Shangguan Lingxiu took a long time to ponder before she said, ”Master, I want to turn it into a sword. Yun Yang's future path will definitely be challenging and winding. I can't only think about protecting myself. I hope to face future trials and tribulations together with him. When we're faced with obstacles, I hope more to use the sword I wield in slashing away a smooth path for him.”
Unrestrained laughter rang out before a voice immediately said, ”Xue Yan, how about that? You're a woman but you still don't adequately understand women, do you? I long guessed that this girl would pick a weapon, do you acknowledge your defeat?”
Following the guffaw, a man clad in white materialized from thin air.
The person had long hair, beard, and mustache, their fluttering length approaching his belly button. The snow-white hair told of his advanced age, but his eyes were still bright like he could see through everything.
There was an otherworldly air to him like he was untainted despite the corruptions of the world. It gave birth to a sense of reverence once one saw him. Such a person was indeed an extraordinary one, a deity!
Shangguan Lingxiu was intimidated by the person's aura, awe instantly filling her. She was promptly aware that this man must be her grandmaster as mentioned by her master.
Her master was already so skilled, her grandmaster must only be even more capable.
It was unexpected, however, when Aunt Mei's eyes widened before she looked resigned. ”You – what are you doing? Why – why did you change into this horrible look? Are you trying to scare us?”
The person stroked his hair, looking high, mighty and unpredictable, as he said with a squint, ”Since I'm now a grandmaster, of course, I can't assume my previous look. In front of this young girl at least, I must maintain a trustworthy and reliable image. Isn't this to be expected? How is this frightening?”
Aunt Mei was instantly speechless, a palm covering her face.
'Which of your words now is reliable? You aren't scary; you now have no more image!'
”You're one to complain. We've finally gotten a disciple. What's crucial now is to hurry up and send the invitations and organize the ceremony.”
The man in white stroked his beard as he continued speaking, squinting his eyes, ”It's a serious enough matter to urge those fellows over to congratulate us and send us gifts, isn't it!”
Exasperation filled Aunt Mei when she knew that her husband's image had further collapsed. There was no virtuous value or dignity left to him!
”Xiao Miao, Xiao Yi, come quick. Come quickly to cheer this occasion up. I'll give you the name list, write up the invitations fast.” The white-gowned man counted with his fingers. ”Hmm, send… fifty invitations over to Palace Lingtian. As long as there's a person in there, make sure they have an invite in their hands. Don't miss out anyone. Then, send… two hundred to Old Black… is it enough?”
”How many wives does Old Black have again?” he turned to ask Aunt Mei as he mused.
Aunt Mei was indignant when she replied, ”Are you thinking to ask each of his wives to send a congratulatory gift as well? Could you be any more shameful? We sisters want our faces still if you don't want it!”
The white-gowned man was furious when he heard what she had to say, retorting as angrily, ”Who's the shameless one now? Which of his wives has never sent an invite when they give birth! Of course, we have to get back our share this time when we have a disciple now! F*cking sh*t, my biggest loss in this lifetime is marrying too few wives. A total loss!”
”Hmm?” Aunt Mei's eyes glared straight at the man as she asked with a smirk, ”Too few wives? Look at how you speak – it seems like it's your honest thought that has been buried long in your heart!”
The man's expression turned serious immediately after a chuckle. He said with pride, ”I don't have many wives, but they're high caliber women. Compared to his common kitsch, mine is so much better! Completely stepping over his! I've always been content about this.”
”Hmph.”
An unprecedented storm was instantly quashed. No matter how powerful and how capable, women were women. They would eternally prize beauty over anything else. Receiving the sincere compliments of their own man, eighty to ninety percent of whatever brewing disaster could already be eliminated!
”Right, there's the other side too. Send a few dozens to the ten people over there. Give one to each name.” As the man spoke, he suddenly thought of something and said, ”Right, don't give the invite to the narcissist. He won't come anyway…”
”Other than that, specifically tell that conman that our disciple is his daughter-in-law! Let him consider the significance of it! Don't think of taking advantage of others every time.”