The Crazy Son-In-Law

There had always been a conflict between Gu techniques and martial arts. Where there are people, there is a Jianghu, and where there is a Jianghu, there will be disputes. Martial arts were considered orthodox, while Gu techniques were seen as unorthodox. This wasn’t because of the strange and varied Gu insects but because fewer people practiced it. Popularity comes with numbers, and for Gu techniques to be recognized, they needed to defeat martial artists in public settings to gain fame.

Every year at the Sundown Bazaar, Gu practitioners showcased their skills. Besides competing with peers, they had the important task of defeating martial artists who came to challenge them.

Since arriving at the Gu techniques venue, Song Ling’er felt like a target under countless hostile gazes. She couldn’t help but ask Xiao Shun, “Master, why do I feel like everyone is looking at us strangely?”

Xiao Shun answered without hesitation, “It’s normal. It’s not just us; all martial artists here are met with the same hostility.”

Xiao Shun had heard from his master about the conflicts between martial artists and Gu practitioners. After hearing about the disputes between these two groups, Song Ling’er nodded in sudden realization. “No wonder. They want to use us as stepping stones for fame!” She clenched her fist angrily. “I won’t disgrace our martial arts!”

Xiao Shun smiled faintly and looked towards the arena not far away. At that moment, a host took the stage with a microphone and began an impassioned opening speech. After some inconsequential remarks, he handed the stage over to the contestants.

The competition rules of the Gu techniques tournament were “self-service.” What did that mean? It meant contestants would go on stage and choose their opponents themselves. It was indeed an interesting competition format!

A few seconds after the host left the stage, no one stepped forward. It was unclear whether the contestants were being reserved or conserving their strength.

“Hehe, if no one’s going up, I’ll go first!” Song Ling’er said playfully and started walking towards the stage, intending to secure an initial victory.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared on the stage with a self-introduction. “Wen Feng from Daxing City. I seek guidance from all Gu masters!”

Hearing this, Xiao Shun was taken aback. Daxing City was where Wen Yao’s family was located. Could this Wen Feng be from the Wen family? With this thought, Xiao Shun focused intently on the stage.

Wen Feng had a handsome appearance and looked no older than twenty-five. He had a tall build typical of northern people, standing at least 1. 85 meters tall.

Song Ling’er returned to Xiao Shun’s side and also focused on Wen Feng thoughtfully. “Could he be Wen Yao’s cousin?”

Xiao Shun nodded. “Most likely.”

“Mr. Wen, do you have an opponent in mind?” The host’s voice rang out again, asking Wen Feng on stage.

Wen Feng sneered, “Hehe, is Miao Hong here?”

“Here I am!” As soon as he spoke, a small man appeared on stage, standing opposite Wen Feng. Instantly, tension filled the air.

“I heard that this year’s Sundown Bazaar would be led by Silvermeadows and Meadowfolk. I’ve been excited for several nights because of this!” Wen Feng said.

Miao Hong smiled faintly. “Thank you for your concern!”

Wen Feng’s eyes sharpened as he glared at Miao Hong coldly. “Recently, you conspired with Wen Xuan siblings to harm my sister Wen Yao. If not for her quick thinking, she would have fallen into your trap!” He paused briefly before shouting loudly, “Now I ask you, why did you interfere in my family’s affairs!”

Hearing this, Xiao Shun and Song Ling’er exchanged glances below the stage.

“Master, is he really Wen Yao’s brother?” Song Ling’er asked in astonishment.

Nodding, Xiao Shun mused aloud, “It seems Wen Yao encountered some trouble in Daxing.”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

From what Wen Feng said earlier, it seemed that Miao Hong had recently teamed up with Wen Xuan and others to ambush Wen Yao but failed to complete their task.

With this thought in mind, Xiao Shun recalled that before leaving, Wen Yao mentioned wanting to contribute to the development of New School Society in the north. The first stop was naturally her hometown of Daxing.

Could this have led to Wen Yao being ambushed by Wen Xuan and others?

As he pondered this silently, Miao Hong laughed aloud on stage.

“Haha! I am friends with Wen Xuan. When his family faced betrayal and sought my help, I couldn’t refuse. Unfortunately, with Sundown Bazaar approaching, I couldn’t stay in Daxing to fight alongside him!”

Seeing Miao Hong’s shamelessness made Wen Feng seethe with anger. When Wen Yao was ambushed in Daxing, he was training deep in the mountains nearby and couldn’t come to her aid immediately; he only heard about it afterward from his sister.

At that time, he wanted to confront Wen Xuan and others but couldn’t because they had many supporters within the Wen family. Moreover, because of her efforts to promote New School Society recently, Wen Yao had been labeled a traitor by her family. So Wen Feng couldn’t settle accounts then.

Later on, he heard about Heaverpool Sundown Bazaar from friends but initially paid little attention due to Daxing being far north while Heaverpool was on the southwestern border-an enormous distance apart.

However, when his friends mentioned Silvermeadows’ involvement at Sundown Bazaar again later on-specifically recalling his sister saying that Wen Xuan had conspired with a Silvermeadows expert named Miao Hong-he became interested immediately.

Thus did Wen Feng appear here today.

“Hmph! With Old School Society backing him now I can’t deal with Wen Xuan yet-but you who dared harm my sister-I won’t let off lightly!”

With those words spoken aloud fiercely enough for all present hear clearly-Wen Feng stomped hard onto ground beneath feet-and launched himself like an arrow straight towards Miao Hong!

Seeing this sudden movement from opponent rushing headlong towards him-Miao Hong burst into laughter again:

“Haha! Such arrogance!”

While speaking thusly-the man flipped hand over quickly producing something small which flew outwards rapidly-

Gu insect!

Upon seeing what had been thrown outwards so swiftly-the charging figure halted abruptly mid-stride-immediately pulling back distance between himself & opponent standing across way from him now-

Although never having faced off against any practitioner using such techniques before personally-Wen Feng knew well enough about dangers posed by both insects themselves & methods employed controlling them-

So naturally dared not take slightest chance here either-instead adopting fully defensive posture watching warily every move made by hovering greenish creature floating ominously above ground level before him now…

Witnessing how cautiously opponent reacted towards presence own summoned creature hovering menacingly above ground level before him now-Miao Hong couldn’t help but smirk mockingly once more:

“Heh! Weren’t you so arrogant just moments ago? What happened now? Are you scared already?”