The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Everyone raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.

The atmosphere was extremely lively.

Qin Jiaojiao sat next to Wang Long, holding a chicken leg in one hand and a glass of juice in the other, eating with her mouth full of oil.

The little chick perched on her shoulder and also got a small dish of meat. It buried its head in its food, pecking at it until its feathers were covered in oil.

"Dad, this spirit mutton is so delicious! You should try some!"

Qin Jiaojiao placed a piece of stewed mutton into Wang Long's bowl, and then turned to put a piece into Xu Wanyun's bowl as well.

"Master, you should eat too!"

Xu Wanyun smiled gently, picked up a piece of mutton, took a bite, and chewed it carefully.

"Yes, it's really good."

She put down her chopsticks, turned her head to look at Wang Long, her beautiful eyes full of tenderness.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

Shen Qianqiu was slightly tipsy, leaning back in his chair, rubbing his stomach, and looking satisfied.

He turned his head, looked at Wang Long, his eyes filled with emotion.

"Brother Wang, I've lived to be this old and have met countless people."

"But someone like you, who has reached this point in such a short time, is someone I've never seen before in my life."

"You, a true genius!"

Wang Long held his wine glass and smiled.

"Brother Shen, you flatter me. It was just luck."

Shen Qianqiu waved his hand and said seriously.

"A stroke of luck?"

There is no such thing as good fortune without a reason in this world.

"You got to where you are today because of your own abilities."

"I have faith in you, bro."

He patted Wang Long on the shoulder, his tone becoming more serious.

"Wenxin Academy will always be your support."

Wang Long felt a warmth in his heart, picked up his wine glass, and clinked it with Shen Qianqiu's.

"Thank you very much, Brother Shen."

The two drank it all in one gulp.

During the meal, many people raised their glasses to toast Wang Long.

There were instructors, disciples, and Confucian scholars from other places who came because of its reputation.

Wang Long dealt with each drink one by one, displaying an unusually high alcohol tolerance, drinking one cup after another without changing his expression.

Xu Wanyun sat quietly beside him, occasionally taking a few drinks for him and picking up a piece of food for him.

The two interacted naturally and with great chemistry, which drew envious glances from onlookers.

Someone muttered under their breath.

"Didn't Mr. Xu used to hate men the most? Why is he being so gentle with Mr. Wang...?"

"What do you know? You just haven't met the right person yet."

"What woman wouldn't like a man like Mr. Wang?"

"Tsk tsk, they're such a perfect match."

When the murmurs reached Wang Long's ears, he simply smiled, picked up his wine glass, and took another sip.

Xu Wanyun, standing beside him, blushed slightly but did not refute anything.

Night was falling.

The banquet finally came to an end.

The instructors and disciples left in twos and threes, and the square gradually quieted down.

All that remained was a mess on the ground and the lingering aroma of alcohol in the air.

Qin Jiaojiao had already fallen asleep on the table, a satisfied smile on her little face.

Wang Long bent down and gently picked her up, saying to Xu Wanyun.

"Let's go back and rest."

Xu Wanyun nodded slightly and led the way.

The two returned to the courtyard, where Wang Long settled Qin Jiaojiao in and tucked her in.

Little Chick flew up from Qin Jiaojiao's shoulder, landed on the pillow, and curled up into a ball of golden fluff.

He stayed with Qin Jiaojiao.

Wang Long gently closed the door, turned around, and saw Xu Wanyun standing in the yard.

The moonlight shone on her, gilding her white dress with a silvery glow, making her look like a fairy under the moon.

She turned around and looked at Wang Long, a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes.

"Uncle Long."

Her voice was very soft.

"Is there... something you want to tell me?"

Wang Long was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

"Wanyun is indeed incredibly meticulous."

He sat down on the stone bench and patted the spot next to him.

"Come and sit down."

Xu Wanyun walked over and sat down next to him, turning to the side and quietly looking at him, waiting for him to speak.

Wang Long remained silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

"Tomorrow, I will be making a trip to the Primordial Holy Palace."

Xu Wanyun's pupils suddenly contracted, her body paused slightly, and her voice trembled slightly.

"The Primordial Holy Palace? What's Uncle Long doing there?"

Wang Long looked at her with an open and honest gaze, without any attempt to hide anything.

"Go pick someone up."

"Someone very important to me."

Xu Wanyun looked at Wang Long with a puzzled expression, but she had already guessed what was going on.

Wang Long paused, his voice lowering slightly, and chose not to hide it.

"Her name is Ye Niannu, and she is a disciple of the Palace Master of the Primordial Holy Palace."

"I participated in this battle for supremacy among dynasties solely for her!"

Under the moonlight, Xu Wanyun's face was slightly pale, and her lips moved twice, but she did not speak immediately.

After a long while, she slowly spoke, her voice trembling slightly.

"That's the Holy Maiden of the Primordial Holy Palace...she's also Uncle Long's..."

Xu Wanyun was shocked, as Ye Niannu's status was much higher than hers.

Although she was a female teacher at the College of Literature and Journalism, she was liked by many people.

Compared to Ye Niannu, Xu Wanyun felt somewhat inferior.

"Niannu is also my woman; she said I am her destined one!"

Xu Wanyun was even more shocked!

Good heavens!

It turned out that the saintess was the one throwing herself at him, which made her admire Wang Long even more.

His eyes were filled with admiration.

Wang Long didn't hide anything and looked directly into her eyes.

"Wanyun, I didn't want to hide it from you, nor should I."

Xu Wanyun lowered her eyes, her long, thick eyelashes trembling slightly.

She felt no displeasure; in this world, the strong are both men and women.

A man has three wives and four concubines.

She had countless male lovers.

She only wanted to be Wang Long's woman; besides, Luo Hanyi was the first.

Xu Wanyun felt she had no right to say anything.

"I knew it all along."

She smiled faintly.

"When you were in the secret realm, you would sometimes drift off into thought, staring blankly into the distance. I knew then that you must have someone on your mind."

"I just never expected... it would be the Holy Maiden of the Primordial Holy Palace."

She looked up at Wang Long, her beautiful eyes glistening with a faint moisture.

"Uncle Long, do you know... what the Primordial Holy Palace is?"

Wang Long didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly.

Xu Wanyun took a deep breath, her voice becoming more serious.

"The Primordial Holy Palace is one of the top powers in the Eastern Region, with several Supreme Realm experts residing within its walls."

"That Palace Master, Ye Wushuang, is rumored to be at the peak of the Supreme Realm, only one step away from becoming a Heavenly Supreme."

"And the ancestor of the Primordial Holy Palace, who has been in seclusion for many years, is a true Heavenly Sovereign!"

"Besides, the Holy Palace where Ye Niannu resides is also deeply entangled with the Tianyan Sect."

"The Heavenly Evolution Sect also possesses a profound foundation, with no fewer than five Supreme Realm experts within its ranks."

"Uncle Long, although you are now a half-saint, in front of these behemoths..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was clear.

Although Wang Long has made rapid progress, he is still like a mayfly trying to shake a tree when facing behemoths like the Primordial Holy Palace and the Heavenly Evolution Sect.

Wang Long listened quietly until she finished speaking, then reached out and took her slightly cool hand in his.

"Wanyun, I know all that you've said."

"But I promised her I would definitely go to pick her up."

"She's still waiting for me there, and I can't break my promise."