The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

The main hall of the Xiao family.

Yun Tian kicked the chair aside, swaggered into the main seat, and a dozen guards lined up behind him, exuding a murderous aura.

"Xiao Zhankui! What a mess your grandson has made!"

Xiao Zhankui walked out from the inner hall with a smile on his face: "Second Master Yun, it is an honor to have you here. I am sorry for not welcoming you sooner—"

Don't give me that!

Yun Tian slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup jump three times: "Your grandson Xiao Fan stopped my Ruoxi's sedan chair in the street the day before yesterday, spewing filth. What does your Xiao family plan to do about this?"

Xiao Zhankui's smile froze.

He knew about this. His predecessor got drunk and bumped into the sedan chair of the Yun family's daughter on the street. He said a few foul words and was beaten by the Yun family's guards, who broke three of his ribs on the spot.

The problem is, people have been beaten up like that, what more does the Yun family want?

"Second Master Yun,"

Xiao Zhankui suppressed his anger, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, and said, "This was Xiao Fan's fault, and I have already punished him. Besides, he broke three ribs and was bedridden for three days—"

"He deserved it!"

Yun Tianfang jumped to his feet: "Do you think a few ribs can save the face of the Yun family? I'm here today with only one request: get Xiao Fan out here, come back to the Yun family with me, and kneel before Ruoxi to kowtow and admit his mistakes!"

Xiao Zhankui's face darkened.

"Second Master Yun, haven't you gone too far?"

"Did you pass?"

Yun Tianfang sneered, "Xiao Zhankui, your Xiao family may have some influence in Donglin City, but my Yun family is not to be trifled with! Today, you have to pay your respects to this man whether you like it or not!"

"Yun Lao Er! Have I been too lenient with you today?!"

Xiao Zhankui slammed his hand on the table, his white beard trembling with anger:

"If you fucking want to fight, get out of here! Don't try to boss us around!"

"Fine, let's fight! You think you can get away with this?"

Yun Tianfang rolled up his sleeves, and the guards behind him drew their swords in unison.

Just then, footsteps came from the back room.

"Grandpa! I heard the Yun family has sent people?"

Xiao Fan, wearing a white robe and with wet hair, swayed as he walked in.

Xiao Zhankui's expression changed drastically, and he turned to glare at Uncle Yu: "Didn't I tell you to take him to the backyard?!"

Uncle Yu looked distressed: "Master, I told him, but as soon as the young master heard that someone from the Yun family had come, he ran over on his own..."

When Yun Tianfang saw Xiao Fan, his eyes immediately turned red.

"You little brat! You dare show your face again!"

Just as they were about to make their move, a voice suddenly came from the doorway.

"Second Uncle."

Everyone turned around.

A young man in a blue robe walked in. He had fair skin and a half-smile on his lips. He was Xiao Ming, Xiao Fan's cousin.

Behind him followed a girl of about sixteen or seventeen, wearing a light green dress, with delicate features and a cool temperament. She was none other than Yun Ruoxi, the eldest daughter of the Yun family.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but sigh when he saw the girl.

With such a stunningly beautiful face, it's no wonder that the original owner couldn't resist flirting with her after getting drunk.

When Yun Tianfang saw Yun Ruoxi, he frowned.

"Ruoxi, what brings you here?"

Xiao Ming stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting: "Second Uncle Yun, I invited Ruoxi here. After all, this concerns the reputation of both families, so it's better to clarify things face-to-face."

He turned to look at Xiao Fan, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes:

"Brother, really! It's one thing to act recklessly all the time, but how dare you be so disrespectful to Miss Yun? You've disgraced the Xiao family..."

He paused halfway through his sentence, sighed, and looked heartbroken.

Xiao Fan knew exactly what was going on.

Xiao Ming was trying to sow discord between Yun Ruoxi and him.

Xiao Ming added, "Brother, make your point clearly in front of Miss Yun today. Admit your mistakes and apologize if necessary. Don't make things difficult for Grandpa."

His words sounded grand and righteous, but in reality, he was putting Xiao Fan in a very difficult position.

Admitting your mistake in public is incredibly embarrassing.

If they don't admit it, offending the Yun family will be even worse.

Xiao Zhankui's face turned ashen, and he was about to speak when Xiao Fan laughed first.

"My cousin is right, we should make things clear face to face."

He straightened his crumpled collar and bowed to Yun Ruoxi:

"Miss Yun, what happened the other day was due to my drunken behavior and offense."

Everyone was stunned. When had this playboy ever apologized so readily?

Yun Tianfang snorted: "You're smart to come back with me—"

"but,"

Xiao Fan changed the subject, looking at Yun Ruoxi with a grin, "Apologize as you are, I also have a question for Miss Yun."

Yun Ruoxi looked at Xiao Fan, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes. She had heard of his dissolute reputation and said coldly:

"Young Master Xiao, please speak."

"Miss Yun, do you remember what nonsense I said that day?"

Yun Ruoxi frowned slightly.

That day, the guy was drunk and blocked her sedan chair. First, he praised her for being beautiful, and then he said some drunken words like that if he could marry Miss Yun, he would have no regrets in this life.

Although he didn't lay a hand on anyone, he was still an annoying drunkard!

"It seems Miss Yun remembers."

Xiao Fan chuckled, then suddenly became serious and said, "Then I will say it again today in front of both families' elders: Miss Yun's beauty and talent are unmatched in Donglin City. I have admired her for a long time, and everything I said that day while drunk was the truth."

The room fell silent as soon as he said that.

Yun Tianfang's eyes widened, Xiao Zhankui covered his forehead, and Xiao Ming's smile froze.

Is this guy crazy? Confessing his feelings in front of so many people?

Yun Ruoxi was taken aback, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, but her cheeks flushed slightly.

Although she has many suitors.

This person is truly the first to dare to express his feelings so directly to her face.

Yun Ruoxi looked Xiao Fan up and down.

She was sitting in the sedan chair that day, so she couldn't see clearly.

Today, this person had bright eyes, a serious expression, and behaved quite well, except for that confession just now…

To be honest, Xiao Fan is no longer annoying.

Seeing that the other party did not interrupt him, Xiao Fan quickly continued to speak.

"Miss Yun, first of all, I must clarify that what happened that day was my sincere desire to befriend you. However, my approach was inappropriate, which led to your misunderstanding."

"fart!"

Yun Tianfang finally realized what was happening: "You little brat, you stopped the sedan chair in the street, and now you dare to argue? You think you can fool me with a few words of praise?"

Xiao Ming couldn't help but add fuel to the fire: "Brother, you should just admit your mistake. Our Xiao family is a respectable family in Donglin. If you continue like this, how will our Xiao family save face in the outside world?"

"You may not believe me, but I will write a poem to prove my feelings to Miss Yun."

Xiao Fan waved his sleeve and shouted, "Bring me pen and ink!"

Although Uncle Yu didn't believe his young master could write any poetry, he had no choice but to do as his young master said since things had come to this point.

Soon, the servants brought the things up.

Xiao Ming's lips curled into a cold smile.

He knew Xiao Fan's character all too well. Writing poetry? He probably didn't even know how to hold a pen.

Xiao Zhankui glared at his grandson, "You brat, don't you dare write any lewd lyrics or songs for me. If you really anger the Yun family, you'll be in big trouble!"

He was also very flustered. How could he not know what kind of person his grandson was?

Xiao Fan ignored them completely, waved his sleeve, picked up his pen, and began to write.

Hmm? It seems there really is something there?

Xiao Fan, dressed in a white robe with his hair half-disheveled, looked extremely solemn as he wielded his brush with unwavering skill, displaying a truly elegant and unrestrained air befitting a talented scholar…

Looking at Xiao Fan's appearance, Yun Ruoxi was already somewhat convinced of his confession.

She secretly decided that as long as the poem wasn't too bad, she would take the opportunity to praise it.

Xiao Fan put down his pen, gently blew on it, and handed the paper to Yun Ruoxi, saying solemnly, "Miss Yun, my feelings are all in this poem!"

Yun Ruoxi hesitated for a moment, but still took the paper. There were only four sentences on it:

Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing.

If it weren't for Qunyu Shantou, we would meet at Yaotai.

Yun Ruoxi was suddenly a little confused.

"Did you write this?"

Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing.

This completely compares her to a fairy, not to mention the very first sentence.

"Clouds yearn for her clothes, flowers yearn for her face"—isn't that describing her?

Everyone was curious about what Xiao Fan had written.

Yun Tianfang craned his neck to look, but Yun Ruoxi had already put the paper away, and her gaze toward Xiao Fan changed.

"I understand your feelings."

Yun Ruoxi could only say this one sentence; she couldn't bring herself to say anything else.

This person... truly has no shame!

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Miss Yun."

Xiao Fan smiled calmly, as if he had truly admired him for a long time.

Yun Ruoxi was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned to Yun Tianfang and said:

"Second Uncle, regarding what happened that day, Young Master Xiao only said a few drunken words and didn't overstep any boundaries. Let's go back."

"Ruoxi—"

"Second Uncle."

Yun Ruoxi's tone was calm, yet left no room for argument: "I said, I'm going back."

Yun Tianfang glared at Xiao Fan, then glanced at his niece, and finally flicked his sleeve: "Let's go!"

A dozen or so guards followed him out of the main hall.

Xiao Ming stood there, his face looking like he'd swallowed a fly.

He went to great lengths to invite Yun Ruoxi, hoping to see Xiao Fan humiliated in public, but the kid resolved the matter with a single poem.

Xiao Fan walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Cousin, thank you so much for inviting her over. If Ruoxi hadn't come, I really wouldn't have been able to explain things clearly!"

Originally, he had planned to have the Yun family come over so that his grandfather would be completely disappointed in Fang Xiaofan.

But looking at it now, it seems that not only did he not suppress Xiao Fan, but he actually rose up.

He saw it clearly, especially Yun Ruoxi's eyes just now; she was obviously no longer angry.

"Damn it! Why did this happen?"