My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 165 What's the point of practicing martial arts? To show off!

"In short, your presence truly brings honor to Panshe Manor!" Master Zhao said, pulling Wu Qiong's hand as they walked inside.

After they were seated in the hall, Master Zhao instructed his men, "Go and fetch Miss Wu, and tell her to come and meet Young Master Wu!"

Wu Qiong raised an eyebrow: "Master Zhao, you wouldn't want me to be your son-in-law, would you?"

If he really does that, he will be cutting himself off from the Great Zhou! At that time, Wu Qiong won't even need to lift a finger, and this Panshe Manor will be razed to the ground.

"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand!" Master Zhao waved his hands frantically, "It's just that Young Master Wu eliminated that traitor Lu Wei, and I sent my daughter to thank you."

Are you kidding me? Making Wu Qiong his son-in-law? Old Zhao isn't ready to die yet!

Wu Qiong curled his lip, realizing he had lost another reason to take action.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, a charming female voice came from outside: "Daddy~"

The group turned around and saw a beautiful, alluring woman walk in.

"This is my daughter, Zhao Chenxing," Master Zhao said, taking his daughter's hand as he introduced her. "And this is Young Master Wu Qiong."

He had already ignored Jie Se and Ye Qingxuan beside him.

"Young Master Wu~" Zhao Chenxing bowed gracefully, her tone so sweet it could kill.

Wu Qiong shuddered, then curled his lip.

Even if this woman is beautiful, she's really hard to catch his eye.

After all, he prefers to be passive.

"Madam Lu, you're too kind," Wu Qiong said deliberately. "I am deeply sorry for what happened to Lu Wei. I was acting in self-defense and had no other choice but to kill him. Please accept my condolences, Madam."

[Get angry already! Get angry already! How can I cause trouble if you don't get angry?]

Zhao Chenxing's expression changed drastically. He frowned and slowly said, "Please, young master, do not mention him again."

Wu Qiong asked in surprise, "Why is that?"

[Turn your attitude quickly! Turn your attitude quickly!]

Zhao Chenxing, on the verge of tears, said, "That Lu Wei is so tyrannical and unreasonable. It's bad enough that he preys on the villagers every day, but he also... he also has a father!"

Zhao Chenxing could no longer speak, turned around and threw herself into Master Zhao's arms, bursting into tears.

"My poor child! It's all my fault!" Master Zhao said, choking back tears as he held his daughter. "Let's forget the past and focus on the future."

This was said while looking at Wu Qiong, meaning, "Great hero, please stop bothering us. We can't afford to offend you, but we can at least avoid you. Wouldn't it be better if we all went our separate ways?"

Wu Qiong comforted them, saying, "Please accept my condolences, both of you."

"It's alright." Master Zhao wiped away non-existent tears and forced a smile. "It's getting late. Why don't the three of you go to your guest rooms and rest? We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Of course, of course." Wu Qiong and the other two stood up. "Then we three will take our leave."

After the servants led the three away, Zhao Chenxing said, "Father, are we just going to let this matter go like this?"

"What else do you want?" Master Zhao calmly picked up his celadon teacup and took a sip: "Among those three people just now, I couldn't sense the strength of Wu Qiong and that Taoist priest."

Zhao Chenxing was shocked: "How is this possible!"

She frowned and lowered her voice: "Could it be the two of them..."

"This is the foundation of a top sect," Master Zhao sighed, putting down his teacup. "They've already reached the Innate Realm in their early twenties, while I've wasted half my life and haven't even reached the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm yet."

"No wonder those three exceptionally beautiful women were attracted to Wu Qiong, who has such an ordinary appearance," Zhao Chenxing exclaimed. "Who wouldn't want a young talent like him?"

"In short, I mentioned this matter to the elders within the sect, and tomorrow the sect will send a high-ranking figure to handle it. Only a top-tier sect like the Cloud Soaring Sect wouldn't be afraid of the imperial court's threats." Master Zhao smiled kindly. "As for the outcome, that's not something we small fry should concern ourselves with."

Inside the guest room.

Wu Qiong slumped in his chair like a salted fish.

"Brother Wu, why are you suddenly so listless? This isn't like you," Jie Se said curiously, pouring himself a cup of tea.

"Tell me, what is the point of all this hard work practicing martial arts?" Wu Qiong asked, looking confused.

Ye Qingxuan: "Cultivating one's character and temperament?"

Abstinence from pornography: "Punishing evil and eliminating wickedness?"

"That's not right," Wu Qiong disagreed with their opinion.

"Then what does Brother Wu think it is?" Jie Se asked.

"Of course, it's to show off in front of others!" Wu Qiong shouted.

"..." Jiese pressed, "Could it be that Brother Wu, you practice martial arts just for this?"

"What else?" Wu Qiong retorted, "Isn't this what you practice martial arts for?"

"Of course not." Abstinence stood firm with righteous indignation: "This humble monk practices martial arts to help the weak and oppressed, and to uphold justice!"

"Nonsense!" Wu Qiong scoffed.

Seeing that Jie Se was still unconvinced, he asked the two of them, "Have you ever experienced this: you won first place in the sect's grand competition, and the elders praised you and your fellow disciples admired you? Then you smiled calmly and said that it was all just fluff, and afterwards the elders praised you even more and your fellow disciples admired you even more?"

After pondering for a moment, Jie Se asked in surprise, "Now that Brother Wu mentions it, it seems there really was such a thing. Daoist, what about you?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned slightly in thought, then agreed, "I've had such moments too."

"So how did you two feel at that time? Don't think, just say it in the most direct way!" Wu Qiong guided.

"Awesome!" the abstainer exclaimed.

"That's reassuring," Ye Qingxuan said more subtly.

"Heh," Wu Qiong sneered, "You still say you practice martial arts not to show off in front of others?"

"We have learned a lot." The two bowed to Wu Qiong.

"But," Jie Se straightened up, "what does this have to do with Brother Wu's current lazy appearance?"

"Because I can't find any meaning in practicing martial arts except for going home." Wu Qiong looked utterly hopeless: "Along the way, those who can tell at a glance that I am a natural master are all big shots in the 'Dao Fa Zi Ran Jing' realm. At most, they'll say that this kid has good talent, but I can't beat them in a fight."

When I encounter weak opponents, they're all so observant, making it impossible for me to find a reason to cause trouble. Tell me, what's the point of practicing martial arts like this?

If a person can't show off, what's the point of living?

"Actually, Brother Wu, you can think about this from a different perspective," Ye Qingxuan said with a smile.

"How so?" Wu Qiong perked up.

"Actually, there are two reasons why Brother Wu cannot show his prowess in public," Ye Qingxuan analyzed. "First, Brother Wu has a powerful background and high skill level, so people dare not offend you. But that's not important. What's important is the second point."

Wu Qiong bowed and said solemnly, "I would like to hear the details."

Ye Qingxuan raised his teacup, and Wu Qiong promptly filled it for him: "Brother, please have some tea."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, thanked him, and continued, "The second point is that everyone knows about your background, Brother Wu!"

"Ah?" Wu Qiong exclaimed in shock, "Is there a solution?"

"It's very simple," Ye Qingxuan said with a smile. "Since you can't show your divine power in front of people in the Great Zhou, why not just go abroad? Nobody there knows you. Even if someone has heard of Brother Wu's name, they've never seen what you look like."

"That makes sense," Wu Qiong said, stroking his chin as he fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)