Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

On the main hunting platform, banners fluttered in the wind, and beneath them stood imposing figures, all their eyes fixed on Jiang Yueming.

The expressions in everyone's eyes were different; some showed doubt, some showed disgust, and some showed obvious rejection.

However, because of Jiang Wu, they did not erupt on the spot.

"Brother Jiang Wu, why did you bring him up here as well?"

A woman dressed in a light blue robe and armor, with a slender waist that could be encircled by a single hand, spoke up.

As she spoke, the intense disdain in her eyes as she looked at Jiang Yueming was almost overflowing.

Jiang Yueming also noticed the murderous look in her eyes, but he didn't care at all. Instead, his gaze fell on the pretty girl next to the woman.

The girl was Zhang Yuqian, a noblewoman from the Zhang family whom he knew all too well!

Zhang Yuqian wore a silver battle armor, her long black hair was tied up in a high ponytail, and the heroic spirit between her brows was still sharp and awe-inspiring. Her aura, which had been through many battles, was different from others.

However, when she looked at Jiang Yueming, her eyes seemed to hold a hint of regret and tenderness.

"Cousin! I'm asking you a question! Why did you bring him up here!" Jiang Xue's face flushed red with anger as she stomped her foot and said.

Jiang Wu smiled but showed no intention of explaining to Jiang Xue. He pulled Jiang Yueming forward and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Jiang Yueming's cousin."

As the music faded, no one seemed inclined to greet anyone, and the stage fell silent instantly.

Jiang Xue glared at Jiang Yueming, then turned and leaned back to create distance between them.

The other members of the Jiang family also showed a hint of disdain.

"Cousin, why don't you take me to see the weapons?"

After a long silence, Jiang Yueming broke the awkward silence by smiling at Jiang Wu.

He understood that the most important thing right now was to resolve the issue of marrying into the family as soon as possible.

As for how those noble families treated him, he would get his revenge on them one by one at the hunting competition later!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wu nodded slightly and led Jiang Yueming toward the weapon field below the main hunting platform.

"Tch! Jiang Yueming can participate in the hunting competition? I think we should just skip it this year."

"Exactly, working with him is worse than not going on the hunt at all! It's so embarrassing."

No sooner had Jiang Yueming stepped off the stage than a chorus of mocking voices erupted from the audience.

"Cousin Jiang Xue, do you think Brother Wu has some other intentions in bringing him along?"

Jiang Hui leaned closer to Jiang Xue, tapping his palm lightly with his ink-wash landscape fan, and asked.

Jiang Xue's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she immediately became annoyed: "What are you thinking? You've really brought this upon yourself!"

"Does he think there aren't enough rumors about our family already? How dare he openly take him hunting?"

"Now the whole Empire knows we've been hanging out with a good-for-nothing!"

Jiang Hui glanced at Zhang Yuqian not far away, then pulled Jiang Xue a few steps forward and said, "Cousin, watch your words. Zhang Yuqian is right here."

"So what if she's here? Jiang Yueming's been living off her husband anyway, isn't it better to let her face reality sooner?"

"Besides, the marriage between the two families is already a done deal. Could she possibly back out?"

Jiang Xue rolled her eyes at Jiang Hui, showing no sign of restraint.

On stage, Zhang Yuqian stood tall and graceful like a pine tree, and as Jiang Xueqing's clear voice reached her ears, she couldn't help but furrow her brows.

The marriage between the two families has indeed been arranged, and there is absolutely no possibility of breaking off the engagement.

As for whether Jiang Yueming was a freeloader or not, she suddenly found it somewhat amusing. By the time he actually married into the family, he would have long since turned into a dried-up corpse. How could he be a freeloader?

"Is there really a solution at this hunting tournament, as you described?" Zhang Yuqian's usually domineering eyes showed helplessness, and she murmured with a slight smile.

She recalled that night, Jiang Yueming's calm and confident smile, yet deep down she felt a strange sense of peace.

She looked up at the figure of the boy she longed for, and immediately sighed softly.

Jiang Yueming and Jiang Wu were practicing archery in the audience. The two immediately formed a stark contrast when they drew their bows.

Jiang Wu's target was almost full of arrows, while Jiang Yueming's target was scattered with arrowheads.

He's not even familiar with archery, so how could he possibly participate in the hunting competition? If he insists on participating, he'll only make a fool of himself.

A sudden wave of melancholy washed over Zhang Yuqian. She lowered her eyes and gazed at the jade-like hand, remaining silent for a long time.

After a long pause, she came to her senses, her eyes shining brightly, and she smiled as she closed her slender fingers, saying, "He obviously doesn't know anything about hunting, but isn't that exactly why I came here?"

Having made up her mind, she lightly leaped off the main stage, her graceful body tracing beautiful curves in the air. Her boots landed with a crisp thud as she strode towards Jiang Yueming.

"Cousin, take your time, there's no rush. There's still half an hour before the competition starts."

Jiang Wu glanced at the fallen arrow, then handed the exquisite white-feathered arrow to Jiang Yueming with a smile.

Jiang Yueming held the bow in his left hand, aiming it at the empty wooden target in the distance, and took the arrow with his right hand, chuckling, "My cousin is right, a good show can't be rushed."

Jiang Wu's expression faltered for a moment, then he nodded encouragingly at Jiang Yueming.

A good show?

What did he mean by that?

Has he already figured out my plan?

Jiang Wu's eyes gradually darkened as he silently pondered the good show Jiang Yueming had mentioned.

call out!

Another arrow landed on the ground, the wooden target in the distance remained motionless, and countless arrows fell in front of it.

"Oh dear! I missed again," Jiang Yueming shrugged helplessly, looking slightly disappointed.

"It's alright. You've never had a martial arts instructor since you were a child, so it's already quite good that you've achieved this much."

Jiang Wu glanced at the empty wooden target and offered Jiang Yueming words of comfort with great reluctance, though he spoke somewhat against his conscience at the end.

"Then thank you for your leniency, cousin." Jiang Yueming picked up another white-feathered arrow, ready to practice his skills again.

"Tolerance? Jiang Yueming, I advise you not to take on a job you're not qualified for!"

An angry voice suddenly rang in Jiang Yueming's ears, and his eyes darted around as he paused slightly in drawing his bow.

A man dressed in golden soft armor and wearing a white crown with three feathers slowly walked towards him, the sound of the golden armor clashing violently seemed to tell of the man's anger.

"You are..." Jiang Yueming spoke first as the man approached.

This man was not remembered by the original owner of the body.

Jiang Wu noticed the man's expression pause slightly and said, "He is Jiang Guting, the son of the Grand Elder."

"Hmph! Jiang Wu, really, why bring this adopted son along on the hunt? Aren't you ashamed?"

Jiang Wu shook his head and smiled, "Cousin, you are mistaken. Although Yueming's archery skills are not very good, this is his first time shooting an arrow. The family has not given him any opportunities in the past."

"Why blame him like that? Don't you think so?"

Jiang Guting paused, pondered for a moment, then pointed to the arrows scattered on the ground and said, "Take a look for yourself. If you teach him archery here and he achieves some results, that's fine."

"But he's a hopeless case! We've been teaching him for so long and he still can't hit the target even once! He'll definitely bring shame to the family when we enter the Nanyuan Hunting Grounds!"

Jiang Wu was speechless for a moment, he really felt that Jiang Yueming was too difficult to teach, not a single one of the hundred arrows hit the target.

"Hey Jiang Yueming, you don't need to participate in this hunt. Just stay on the sidelines and watch."

Taking advantage of Jiang Wu's distraction, Jiang Guting made arrangements for Jiang Yueming to avoid embarrassing himself later.

"This..." Jiang Yueming clicked her tongue and turned her gaze to Jiang Wu.

He knew that Jiang Wu had the most say among the younger generation of the family, and as long as he agreed to let him participate in the hunting competition, no matter what Jiang Guting said, it would be in vain.

Before Jiang Wu could speak, Jiang Guting preemptively said, "How about this, to avoid putting my cousin Jiang Wu in a difficult position, I'll give you ten arrows. You only need to hit one arrow to participate in the hunting competition."

"Jiang Yueming, how is it?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming opened her lips as if to speak, when a bold female voice suddenly came from afar.

"No need for ten arrows, I'll teach him; one will suffice."