Published: March 8, 2025
When Chu Yang came out from Wu Qianqian's place, he hadn't walked far before he spotted Lan Changge.
This Lan Changge... truly seemed eager to meet his end. Chu Yang thought to himself, but he walked over without glancing sideways, giving him a reassuring look that said, 'Don't worry, it's all taken care of.'
Then, regardless of Lan Changge's reaction, Chu Yang hurriedly left.
Lan Changge's eyes lit up with excitement, a rush of exhilaration nearly bursting forth as he wanted to sing out loud. He forcibly restrained himself, suppressing the overwhelming joy within.
Thinking that from today on, he would become the beloved disciple and son-in-law of Fengyue, holding a beauty akin to a heavenly immortal in his embrace, while also sabotaging the significant plans of the Ye Family, allowing his own family to reap the benefits...
If that were to happen, who else could take over the position of the next patriarch of the Lan Family but him?
With this in mind, Lan Changge's heart ignited with passion.
Watching Chu Yang's retreating figure, Lan Changge chuckled softly, murmuringly saying, "Thanks to this fool, I will make sure you have a comfortable end."
Then Lan Changge hurried off, returning to make arrangements.
Having walked quite a distance and turned a street corner, Chu Yang slightly twitched his ears and muttered, "But I will never let you die comfortably."
After that, Chu Yang turned a few corners, changed his appearance to that of a short, plump man, and headed straight to Water Moon Pavilion.
In front of Water Moon Pavilion, it was bustling with people. It was evident that the Fifth Family had indeed created quite an impressive spectacle this time.
Chu Yang walked with his hands behind his back, his gaze regal, emanating an air of saint level authority, surge through the crowd. Many people were knocked askew by him, but upon seeing his remarkable cultivation level, they dared not voice their anger.
His grand entrance immediately attracted the attention of a warrior from the Fifth Family, who promptly approached and respectfully bowed, "May I ask, senior, have you come to celebrate the birthday?"
"Celebrate the birthday?" Chu Yang chuckled hoarsely, "Is Diwu Qingrou here?!"
The warrior became even more respectful, replying, "Lord Qingrou is upstairs in Water Moon Pavilion, shall I lead you up?"
Chu Yang waved his hand dismissively, "That's enough! I have a note here for him; just hand it to him."
As he spoke, a note suddenly appeared out of thin air, drifting gently to the warrior before landing in his hands.
"Yes. May I ask your honorable name, senior?" The warrior, seeing this display of skill, became even more respectful.
"You give him the note, and he will naturally know who I am," Chu Yang snorted. Suddenly, he took off into the air like a shooting rainbow, disappearing without a trace.
The warrior did not dare to delay. He hurriedly held the note and ran up to Water Moon Pavilion.
On the top floor of Water Moon Pavilion, Diwu Qingrou and others were drinking and watching a performance. Diwu Qingrou appeared relaxed and natural, his demeanor warm, showing no signs of anything unusual.
Suddenly, an announcement came from outside, stating someone was seeking an audience with an important message. Diwu Qingrou waved his hand, granting permission to enter.
"My lord. Someone instructed me to deliver this note to you." The warrior respectfully approached Diwu Qingrou, holding the note above his head with both hands.
"Oh?" Diwu Qingrou took it, casually placing it aside, and asked, "What does the person look like?"
"He is somewhat short and plump, but has a striking demeanor. He seems to possess considerable might, at least a saint level expert," the warrior quickly explained.
"Oh?" Diwu Qingrou waved his hand to signal him to retreat. Slowly unfolding the note, he suddenly felt a slight tremor.
"Fifth brother, what happened?" Fifth Qinkuang sitting beside him asked sensitively.
"Nothing to worry about, just an old friend. He is here to convey a message," Diwu Qingrou said lightly, the note already turning to ashes in his hand.