Wandering Swordsman |

"Master, please come inside and rest for a while," Shen Mo said softly, gesturing for Luo Wangchen to go to the hall to rest. Luo Wangchen nodded in understanding and turned to walk towards the hall. He knew in his heart that today was Shen Mo's big day, and he couldn't let his disciple be distracted.

Stepping into the hall of the Murong family, Luo Wangchen looked around and saw a sea of ​​guests, all beaming with joy. He knew that all of this was for the bright future of Shen Mo and Murong Qing. Although he had many things he wanted to say to Shen Mo, he understood that the protagonists of today were Shen Mo and Murong Qing, and his presence was merely to witness this moment of happiness and glory.

Luo Wangchen casually found a quiet corner to sit down and quietly watched Shen Mo greet each guest with a beaming smile.

However, it wasn't long before everyone's attention was drawn to a massive group of over forty people. The group's robes fluttered in the wind, their imposing presence like a whirlwind.

When Shen Mo saw who it was, he immediately recognized some familiar faces—they were from the Huangfu family. Their uninvited arrival surprised the other members of the Murong family present, who whispered amongst themselves, speculating about their true intentions.

Just as Shen Mo was deep in thought, the other members of the Murong family who were with him at the door to receive the bride quickly reacted. They immediately turned around and went into the mansion to convey the news to Murong Liang.

Upon hearing the news, Murong Liang immediately rushed to the scene. He discovered that the two leading figures were none other than Huangfu Haotian, who had recently visited, and his second son, Huangfu Hui. Huangfu Haotian, though dressed in fine clothes, exuded a heroic air, his brow revealing composure and wisdom; while Huangfu Hui appeared dashing, yet his eyes betrayed a hint of urgency. However, no one noticed a young woman draped in a heavy cloak in the middle of the Huangfu family's group. Only her head was visible, and her gaze lingered on Shen Mo.

Facing Murong Liang, the Huangfu family group behaved extremely politely, showing no signs of causing trouble. This attitude meant the Murong family naturally wouldn't publicly refuse them entry. Therefore, Murong Liang personally led Shen Mo to the door to greet them, a gentle smile on his face, as if welcoming a long-lost friend. Although there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, he maintained the composure and calmness befitting a patriarch of a powerful family.

"Nephew Huangfu, your sudden visit is truly a pleasant surprise." Murong Liang's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, but deep down he was on high alert. He knew that Huangfu Haotian was no ordinary person and that his uninvited visit must have some ulterior motive.

Huangfu Haotian smiled slightly, a smile that seemed to hold countless unsolved mysteries. "Uncle Murong, we heard that today is the auspicious day of the Seventh Miss's engagement, so we have specially brought generous gifts to congratulate her. We hope you will not mind our uninvited intrusion."

Upon hearing this, Murong Liang remained outwardly calm and said loudly, "Guests are welcome, please come in." His words exuded an air of grandeur, yet his inner vigilance remained undiminished.

Shen Mo stood beside Murong Liang, his gaze sharply scrutinizing the Huangfu family members before him. He knew that beneath this facade of harmony lay a far more complex conspiracy and danger. Just as he was pondering this, a clear voice suddenly rang out from afar, piercing the delicate tranquility like the sound of a morning bell or evening drum. "Patriarch Murong, congratulations to the Murong family on acquiring a worthy son-in-law. On this auspicious occasion, how could we be without the blessings of the Wudang Sect?"

Two tall, imposing elderly men slowly entered the courtyard. These two were none other than Zhang Taixuan, the renowned leader of the Wudang Sect, and Zhang Zixuan, the Wudang Sect's Master Zhang. Their arrival was like a ray of dawn piercing the gloom, bringing new variables to this seemingly peaceful yet subtly turbulent gathering. Zhang Taixuan's steps were light yet steady, each step seemingly striking the hearts of everyone present, inspiring awe.

"Sect Leader Zhang, your arrival from afar is truly an honor to our humble abode." Murong Liang quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully. A hint of barely perceptible relief flashed in his eyes; clearly, Zhang Taixuan's arrival had put him at ease.

Upon seeing this, Huangfu Haotian's expression changed slightly, but he still tried to remain calm. Only then did Huangfu Haotian recall Shen Mo's words about treating the Wudang Sect Leader as an equal. Considering the Wudang Sect Leader's presence now, Huangfu Haotian couldn't help but wonder to himself, "Could it really be true?!"

Shen Mo's gaze followed Zhang Taixuan's figure intently, his heart filled with both admiration and gratitude. Zhang Taixuan approached, first nodding slightly to Murong Liang, then turning to Shen Mo, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. "Shen Mo, it's been many days. Your internal strength seems to have improved considerably."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mo's lips curled into a deeper smile, like the brightest star in the night sky illuminating the entire courtyard. "Sect Leader, you flatter me. It is a great honor for Wudang to agree to attend my engagement ceremony."

Zhang Taixuan chuckled softly, his gaze as deep as the sea. "Shen Mo, you don't need to be so polite. How could we possibly repay the kindness you've shown to the Wudang Sect with just a trip to Luoyang?"

His words were like a gentle spring breeze, yet they revealed a deep gratitude towards Shen Mo between the lines.

Upon hearing this, Murong Liang nodded inwardly, then turned to Zhang Taixuan with a gentle smile. "Sect Leader Zhang, please come and take a seat with me." He respectfully gestured for them to sit, as if afraid of slighting this pillar of the martial arts world. Murong Liang personally led Zhang Taixuan and Master Zhang into the hall. Every step he took was steady and solemn.

Upon entering the hall, Murong Liang deliberately chose a seat near the head of the table, symbolizing the highest level of respect he would show to the Wudang Sect. Murong Liang personally pulled out chairs for Zhang Taixuan and Zhang Zixuan, saying, "Sect Leader Zhang, Master Zhang, please." His voice was gentle yet firm, and every movement showed exceptional care.

This action undoubtedly drew the attention of everyone present, especially the Huangfu family. A complex look flashed in their eyes, a mixture of wariness and resentment. Even when the current patriarch, Huangfu Haotian, arrived, he hadn't received such high-level treatment from Murong Liang. At this moment, Murong Liang's actions were like a mirror, clearly reflecting his high regard for Shen Mo and the undeniable relationship between Shen Mo and the Wudang Sect. This was not only a form of protection for Shen Mo, but also a silent warning to those with ill intentions—they should think twice before taking any action at today's engagement ceremony. After all, offending not only the Murong family, but also the Wudang Sect was a serious matter.

The atmosphere in the courtyard became subtle and complex. While the Huangfu family members maintained their outward politeness, the wariness and unease in their eyes were impossible to conceal. Shen Mo, however, drew admiration from everyone present due to his relationship with the Wudang Sect. The guests whispered among themselves about the powerful forces supporting this young talent, secretly speculating about the future dynamics of the martial arts world.

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