The Crazy Son-In-Law

It was already 9:45 PM, and the stone gambling event was nearing its end. Announcing the results fifteen minutes early would benefit the upcoming Gu technique competition. Soon, fifty names appeared on the large screen.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Song Ling’er glanced at the list and immediately found Xiao Shun’s and her own names. “Master, how come you’re only in fortieth place while I’m in the twenties?” Her worries had dissipated quickly, and she had regained her lively demeanor, no longer appearing despondent.

Seeing her in good spirits, Xiao Shun smiled lightly and said, “That means you have a good eye!” Song Ling’er’s higher ranking was no accident; it was due to Xiao Shun’s deliberate efforts.

“Of course, my judgment is impeccable!” Song Ling’er laughed proudly. She gave Xiao Shun a meaningful look, her pride growing even more apparent. Xiao Shun pretended not to notice and kept his eyes on the screen.

Song Ling’er smiled slightly, then grabbed his arm and pulled him outside the tent, urging him as they walked, “Let’s go. The Gu technique competition is next. Let’s hurry over and register while there are fewer people!”

As they were about to leave the tent, Song Ling’er suddenly remembered something. “I just realized we haven’t collected our jade materials yet!” She glanced at Xiao Shun and instructed, “I’ll get the materials. Master, you go ahead and register!”

With that, Song Ling’er anxiously ran back inside. “Such an impatient person!” Xiao Shun shook his head helplessly and headed towards the Gu technique competition area.

Unlike before, this venue was now bustling with people, though it still couldn’t compare to the stone gambling event. Clearly, stone gambling was more popular than Gu techniques. After all, who would willingly deal with poisonous insects unless absolutely necessary?

Since he and Song Ling’er had separated, the Silvermeadows men who had been following them also split up. One followed Xiao Shun to the Gu technique venue while the other stayed with Song Ling’er at the stone gambling site.

Upon reaching the registration area, Xiao Shun noticed that his follower had disappeared. He chuckled to himself, realizing why-Murong Jin was here. There was no need for further surveillance.

Murong Jin stood less than five meters away, glaring coldly at Xiao Shun. “You’ll soon learn the consequences of offending me!” Murong Jin sneered cruelly.

Xiao Shun shrugged indifferently. Such threats were meaningless to him.

Just then, a man in a white robe approached Murong Jin and stood beside him, expressionless as he looked at Xiao Shun. Murong Jin smirked coldly and said to the man, “Ruohu, this is the one who provoked me earlier!”

The man named Ruohu narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Xiao Shun deeply. “Offending our esteemed guest will bring severe punishment from Silvermeadows.”

Xiao Shun smiled slightly, recognizing Ruohu’s Silvermeadows identity from his attire. Judging by his demeanor, Ruohu’s status must be high.

Indeed, as Xiao Shun suspected, Ruohu was no ordinary person; he was the young master of Silvermeadows and Miao Shan’s son-Miao Ruohu. He led the Meadowfolk delegation at this southern gathering to exchange goods with Southeast Asia and acquire a rare Mandrake plant.

Miao Ruohu’s expertise in Gu techniques was unparalleled; he far surpassed even Ruan Jinshui from a second-tier Southeast Asian Gu family. Only Xia Li could potentially match him.

Xiao Shun knew none of this but didn’t care to learn more. His lineage feared no Gu techniques; his Ghost Door Needles were their nemesis.

Murong Jin laughed arrogantly, “Prepare for my wrath in the ring! I’ll make you suffer!” With Silvermeadows backing him, he felt invincible.

Xiao Shun glanced at Murong Jin mockingly. “You can only rely on others.”

“What did you say!?” Murong Jin fumed.

“You heard me clearly,” Xiao Shun smirked.

“Scoundrel, I-”

Before Murong Jin could continue, Miao Ruohu patted his shoulder reassuringly. “Don’t be angry, Brother Murong. Leave this petty matter to my people.”

Petty? Xiao Shun found it amusing that he was being called petty in this remote southwestern region when he was a thorn in both New School Society’s and Old School Society’s sides.

The southwest remained untouched by Old School Society due to Emberpeak Mountains’ isolation and local preference for Gu techniques over martial arts-making it an unworthy target for expansion.

Thus, recent conflicts between New School Society and Old School Society hadn’t reached this area; no one here cared about those affairs.

“Hmph! Brother Ruohu, this man must be severely punished to quell my anger!” Murong Jin glared viciously at Xiao Shun before huffing in agreement with Miao Ruohu’s nod.

Silvermeadows had collaborated with Murong’s family for over twenty years. Without their modern equipment supplies, Silvermeadows might still be living primitively in their mountain village-isolated without water or electricity.

Murong’s family was their sole sponsor and partner in developing several valuable jade veins within Silvermeadows territory over two decades-a partnership yielding countless priceless jade materials!

Miao Ruohu often heard his father praise a mysterious buyer who once paid five billion dollars for a single piece of jade from their village-a figure beyond Miao Ruohu’s comprehension but revered as Emberpeak Mountains’ true ruler by his father.

Watching Miao Ruohu and Murong Jin leave together reassured that Silvermeadows’ collaboration would continue smoothly despite any provocations from outsiders like Xiao Shun-who now focused solely on registering for the upcoming competition.