Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Annoyance and displeasure instantly overwhelmed Ye Yuchan's mind. At that moment, she seemed to transform into a demon god, staring at the young man who still didn't know what he was about to face with a fierce gaze that seemed to want to tear everything in front of her to pieces.

"What did you say!"

Ye Yuchan was so angry she almost overturned the table. She stood up, kicked the stool backward, and pulled out a pure black longbow from her storage ring. Ten arrows, formed from condensed spiritual energy, were neatly arranged in a fan shape.

Clusters of black flames clung to the arrows, burning fiercely with Ye Yuchan's fury, creating a piercing scorching sound in the air.

"You fucking dare say that again? Who's flat-chested? Huh? Say it again? I'm giving you one more chance to sort out your words!"

Not causing trouble?

Screw you, don't cause trouble!

With her vital points directly hit, Ye Yuchan's mind couldn't hold any more thoughts. She immediately unleashed ten black flame arrows, ready to fire. If this kid dared to show that arrogant expression again and say she had a flat chest, she would show him today why flowers are so red.

Not to mention the young man himself, even Fan Luokui was quite frightened by her senior sister's sudden outburst of rage.

She originally thought that Ye Yuchan was acting as a peacemaker to prevent things from escalating, but she didn't expect that she herself would be completely enraged.

Flat-chested...

Fan Luo Kui looked at her senior sister Ye's chest with some regret, then glanced at her own ample bosom...

—Yes, the difference is quite significant…

"you……"

Ten black flame arrows, each capable of burning through his head at any moment, blazed fiercely less than half a meter away. The drunken young master Qian instantly sobered up, realizing that he had apparently offended someone he shouldn't have, and immediately knelt down before Ye Yuchan.

He was trembling all over, his lips quivering so much he couldn't speak, his heart pounding wildly, and he seemed completely dazed.

If he had known this flat-chested lady was so fierce... he would never have dared to say such a thing!

But regret was obviously useless, because Ye Yuchan had already been provoked.

Seeing that the other person was so frightened that they knelt down, Ye Yuchan regained some of her composure, but she was still furious. "Apologize! Apologize to me!"

"I'm...I'm sorry..."

How could he dare to say no? He immediately knelt down and kowtowed, apologizing to Ye Yuchan repeatedly.

After bowing more than a dozen times, more and more people gathered around. Ye Yuchan figured that it was about time, so she put away the arrows.

"Alright, stop banging your head, let's go."

"Thank... thank you..."

Young Master Qian shakily got up from the ground, and then, supported by his three companions who didn't even dare to fight back, he turned to leave.

But this young master Qian was probably used to being a spoiled brat. He hadn't been gone long when he turned around and said something harsh to Ye Yuchan again.

"I...I'm going to remember you today. I'll hold this grudge. You...you better not let me run into you again!"

……

A look of emotion flashed across both Fan Luokui's and Zhang Ruoxue's faces.

Why are there so many idiots these days?!

This utterly brainless act immediately ignited Ye Yuchan's still-burning anger, and she immediately pulled away the magic weapon Black Rain.

"You think you can be a third wheel when you're given light?"

Upon seeing Ye Yuchan draw her bow again, Young Master Qian hurriedly covered his head with his hand, then ran away while uttering harsh words, looking utterly pathetic and comical.

"Anyway, you just wait and see! Wait..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young master Qian bumped into something.

Looking back, it seemed I had bumped into a pure white long gown.

Did you two wear the same outfit?

No—to be precise, he hit someone.

He raised his head and looked at the person blocking his way with some confusion. As soon as he saw the person, he shuddered and almost knelt down again.

His previous arrogant and spoiled expression vanished once again. He swallowed hard and said, "Young Master Duan...you...why are you here?"

"You've caused such a huge commotion up there, how could I not come?"

The young man, referred to as Young Master Duan, narrowed his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips. He held a black and white folding fan, and a snow-white silk scarf was wrapped around his head. However, his tone suddenly turned serious: "Why aren't you getting out of here?"

Upon hearing this, the four dared not utter a word in reply. They immediately turned and ran away, abandoning their shouting at Ye Yuchan.

Watching the four figures disappear into the distance, Young Master Duan snorted coldly and said with dissatisfaction, "What a bunch of refined scoundrels!"

He turned around and looked at the old man who had been waiting beside him for a long time. He said in a calm tone, "Fourth Master, remember these people for now. Forbid them from entering or leaving the restaurant in the future."

The old man bowed slightly and smiled: "I will remember it, Third Young Master."

His expression immediately improved, and he nodded politely to the old man: "Thank you for your trouble, Fourth Master."

He then walked through the crowd. Perhaps because he was a member of the Duan family, the crowd that had been watching the spectacle began to make way for him.

This led to the fact that Young Master Duan quickly arrived in front of Ye Yuchan and the other two.

Looking at the suddenly appearing young man, Ye Yuchan, still angry, had a rather unfriendly expression.

Judging by his appearance, his attire, and his squinty eyes, he looks exactly like the same kind of people as the previous four.

Fan Luokui's face was also filled with impatience. In her opinion, these were just four playboys who wanted to flirt with her, but now they had become one.

Before they could shoo them away, the third young master of the Duan family suddenly bowed deeply to the three of them.

"I apologize for giving you three ladies unpleasant memories. This was all due to my negligence in supervision. I hope you will give me a chance to make amends..."

After speaking, he maintained his bowing posture and, under the seemingly indifferent gazes of the three men, took out a bag of gold coins and gently placed it on the table.

"This is just a small apology, a small compensation for the inconvenience caused. Please forgive us..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bag of gold coins on the table had already disappeared.

When she came to her senses, Ye Yuchan was carefully counting the gold coins, her face completely devoid of any anger: "Oh, it's really nothing, just a small misunderstanding, there's no question of forgiveness or not."

Young Master Duan blinked, looking at the silver-haired girl who had undergone such a dramatic transformation, somewhat bewildered.

That's a pretty fast change of expression...

14. Tonight at 23 PM, let's step into the inner world of the Duan family's young master.

"Are you...the owner here?"

Fan Luokui's gaze lingered briefly on the young man, scrutinizing him for a moment.

The young man smiled faintly, standing still without moving closer to the table, deliberately keeping a distance. "Yes, I am indeed the owner of this restaurant. It is truly my fault for handling things so poorly that these three young ladies have encountered such a situation."

"It's alright."

Since Fan Luokui, the person who was approached, has spoken up, it basically means that the matter is over.

However, seeing that Fan Luo Kui still had a cold and aloof face, Young Master Duan mistakenly thought that this beautiful young lady was still angry. After pondering for a few seconds, he took out a square piece of paper from his storage ring.

He slowly placed the red-background, gold-edged letter with ornate writing on it on the table for the three of them, then stepped back to create some distance.

Holding his folding fan tightly in both hands, he bowed politely to the three of them and said in a deep voice, "If the three of you do not mind, you can bring this invitation to the backyard of the Duan family in ten days. There is a pavilion called Yueshan Peak there, where you can attend my banquet."

banquet?

The Duan family?

These few words instantly sobered Zhang Ruoxue, who had drunk quite a bit and was slightly drunk. She looked at Ye Yuchan and Fan Luokui with some surprise.

They saw surprise in each other's eyes, and then Ye Yuchan, who was closest to the scroll, picked up the luxurious scroll with its red background and gold patterns.

A large "囍" character was written in a rather ancient and elegant style in the very center of the text.

—Wedding invitation.

Fan Luo Kui was somewhat taken aback. She turned her head to carefully observe Young Master Duan, then frowned: "Are you from the Duan family?"

Young Master Duan seemed somewhat surprised, but the surprise vanished quickly, replaced by a gentle smile: "It seems the three of you are from outside the city. Although I am not a big shot, most people who come to this restaurant recognize me."

After speaking, he clasped his hands in a fist and introduced himself in a calm tone: "I am the third son of the Duan family, surnamed Duan, and given name Yu. It is an honor to meet the three of you."

So they really are from the Duan family?!

Zhang Ruoxue and Fan Luokui exchanged a glance—they never expected that they would run into the Duan family while just going out to watch the fireworks display and have a drink!

They were worried about how to find information about the Su and Duan families, but unexpectedly, the information came to them on its own!

On the other hand, Ye Yuchan's focus is quite different.

Her expression was strangely eerie as she stared at the third young master of the Duan family and asked in surprise, "Your surname is Duan, and your given name is Yu? So your name is Duan Yu?!"

"Hmm?" Duan Yu seemed a little confused by the surprise on Ye Yuchan's face: "Miss, do you know me?"

"Uh..." Ye Yuchan didn't know how to answer this awkward question, so she quietly asked, "Um, just asking, do you know a martial art called Six Meridian Divine Sword?"

Duan Yu blinked blankly, "Six Meridian Divine Sword?"

He was well-versed in poetry and literature from a young age and was quite interested in historical documents. He could remember most of the historical figures from the Hundred Sages era. He had also heard of and even studied in depth those martial arts techniques and skills that had been passed down for centuries, even those that had been lost.

But this so-called Six Meridian Divine Sword...

Duan Yu was genuinely surprised to find such a strangely named but incredibly powerful-sounding martial art.

Seeing Duan Yu's bewildered expression, Ye Yuchan breathed a slight sigh of relief, but then added another sentence.

"Do you know a kind of footwork called 'Lingbo Weibu'?"

Duan Yu: "..."

As the third young master of the Duan family, he was stunned for a good ten seconds before lowering his head with a complicated expression. "I'm very sorry, miss... I have no knowledge of the martial arts and footwork you mentioned..."

Ye Yuchan was taken aback, then chuckled and scratched her head: "Ah... it's better not to know, it's fine not to know..."

If we knew that, it would be a huge problem.

Ye Yuchan had to consider whether she had transmigrated into a completely chaotic world.

"Well, let's put the name thing aside for now." Zhang Ruoxue wasn't a very patient person to begin with. She carefully examined the wedding invitation Duan Yu handed them and asked directly, "Um, this wedding invitation... is it the one between the Duan family and the Su family?"

“Yes…” Duan Yu seemed surprised that the three of them, who were clearly outsiders, knew about Duan Su’s marriage: “So you all knew about this?”

Ye Yuchan's expression changed slightly, clearly thinking of her somewhat pitiful senior brother: "Well... let's just say that."