From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Duanmu Ying quickly stopped Jiang Liu, arguing logically, "If you don't think for yourself and just rely on your 'insightful eyes' every time something happens, your brain will rust..."

"Then all my efforts in cultivating this discerning eye have been in vain?"

Jiang Liu muttered a complaint to himself.

"Also, what's our relationship? Would I ever do you a disservice?"

You have to believe me!

Looking into those bright, blinking eyes, Jiang Liu's tone was slightly lower: "The more you say that, the more I want to see the cause and the process..."

However, upon seeing Duanmu Ying, he blushed and changed his words.

"...But as the president of the Confucian Association, I respect the privacy of others."

"That's good! I mean, when do we set off?" Duanmu Ying asked about the time.

"You decide."

"The sooner the better."

"Now then."

As soon as she finished speaking, the white walls and gray floor tiles of the medical association in front of Duanmu Ying disappeared, replaced by the familiar scenery of Luoyang.

The streets have an antique feel.

The architecture has a classic and elegant feel.

“Logically speaking, since the weather system in our world has not fully evolved, I wouldn’t be surprised if you took me flying through the clouds, but what about direct spatial teleportation?” Duanmu Ying asked suspiciously.

"The Qi structure of heaven and earth is self-contained and is evolving. Suppose that the Earth where Xiaoyu lives is a Qi cultivator, then the world we live in is an ordinary person. But do ordinary people not have a physical Qi structure?"

Jiang Liu said it as a matter of course, "Zhang Zhiwei has cultivated the Golden Escape Flowing Light, using his body as a talisman and his five internal organs as a symbol, and he can travel a thousand miles in a single leap when circulating his Qi, let alone me who has already cultivated the Primordial Qi?"

"By the way, haven't I told you these things before?"

"forget?"

Faced with Jiang Liu's suspicious gaze, Duanmu Ying slapped her forehead, smiled awkwardly, and made up an excuse, "I'm just feeling apprehensive about returning home. I was thinking about whether my parents and master would be angry because I ran away a second time, so I didn't come to my senses for a moment."

After staring at Duanmu Ying for a long time, Jiang Liu chose to believe her. After all, belief doesn't need a reason... just kidding!

I need to be careful from now on, lest this guy screw me over!

With that in mind, Jiang Liu asked Duanmu Ying to lead the way, to taste the local delicacies and experience the local customs, until they arrived at Jishetang at 2 p.m.

exactly.

Duanmu Ying's father was taking a break when he stepped out the door and saw his daughter, who had run away from home for the second time without a word, standing at the gate with a strange young man.

While it may seem unfamiliar, it's also somewhat familiar.

Take a closer look.

Hey!

Isn't this Jiang Liu, the same Jiang Liu featured in the newspaper two years ago?

# Chapter 988 Both groups of guests are having a hard time keeping up!

"I am here uninvited, please forgive me."

Before Doctor Duanmu could speak, Jiang Liu stepped forward and took out a can of tea from his storage ring. "I heard from Sister Mu Ying—oops, I mean Sister Duanmu—that you like to drink tea. This is a fine Longjing tea from Yuhang. Please accept it."

Doctor Duanmu took the tea canister blankly, not reacting for a moment, when he heard his daughter say sarcastically from under the threshold, "Oh, you used to call me Sister Mu Ying, but now that you've seen my father, you finally know my surname is 'Duanmu'? How rare."

"You wretched creature! Shut up!"

At this moment, Doctor Duanmu came to his senses and shouted, but then remembered that they were on the street and it was not appropriate to lose his temper. So he could only step forward and take Jiang Liu's wrist, saying, "Guests are welcome. Let's go inside and talk."

And so, the three of them entered Jishetang in turn, bypassed the medicine cabinet, passed through the consultation room, and entered the back hall living room, where Doctor Duanmu poured tea for Jiang Liu.

Duanmu Ying wanted to sit down, but was glared at fiercely by Doctor Duanmu. She smiled awkwardly and quickly moved the chair she was sitting on to behind her father, saying, "Father, please sit down. I'll go make some tea."

After Duanmu Ying left the hall, Doctor Duanmu asked, "President Jiang, did you come here for my good-for-nothing daughter?"

"Exactly."

Upon hearing the word "exactly," Doctor Duanmu's heart skipped a beat. Jiang Liu continued, "In fact, Sister Duanmu is extremely talented in medicine. In addition, she is cheerful and decisive. There are not many women in the world who can compare with her."

Oh no! They've actually gotten together!

Doctor Duanmu initially thought that Duanmu Ying was just making things up, but now that Jiang Liu's words are so straightforward, doesn't that mean they're together?

What a misfortune for our family!

Indecent!

Before marriage, they consummated their marriage.

What kind of system?

But if the deed is already done, then no matter how helpless Doctor Duanmu is, he can only accept it. So he asked, "It's not impossible for Duanmu Ying to follow you, but there is something I need to deal with."

"what's up?"

Jiang Liu frowned slightly, not out of impatience, but because he sensed something was off about Doctor Duanmu's eyes and tone—sure enough! Duanmu Ying was hiding some important information!

"Mr. Duanmu."

Just then, an apprentice ran in and shouted, "Mr. Niu has arrived with his best disciple!"

In an instant.

The atmosphere in the living room instantly became awkward.

Mr. Niu?

The most outstanding disciple?

With his God-like perspective, how could Jiang Liu not know what Duanmu Ying was hiding? And how could he not know what was going on with her father's strange look and his slightly deep, helpless tone?

Depend on!

He became a scapegoat!

Art originates from life.

[The old-fashioned romance novels really did live up to my expectations... No, wait, Duanmu Ying also read romance novels during "Xiaoyu's Adventures," this is just learning on the spot!]

And it happened to be this day!

Damn it!

She's really showing some of Qu Tong's 'shrewdness'! Actually scheming about something like this? Looks like I'll have to put more pressure on her in the future, making her understand that focusing her energy on important matters is the most important thing!

"That's the matter."

The helplessness on Doctor Duanmu's face deepened, but he could only get up to greet him.

"Brother Duanmu, it's been a long time. I've come uninvited with my disciples, please forgive me."

Mr. Niu used the same language as when Jiang Liu visited, which made Doctor Duanmu even more nervous.

"Brother Duanmu, are you... unwell?"

But how could Mr. Niu possibly hide this unnatural expression from him?

Upon noticing Jiang Liu dressed in some kind of Western-style clothing, he hurriedly apologized to Doctor Duanmu, "Are you entertaining a distinguished guest? I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Please don't take offense!"

"I...I don't know how to say it..."

Doctor Duanmu hesitated, then invited the two into the living room, but turned his attention to the disciple that Mr. Niu had brought—

This person had a youthful face, wore round glasses and a white shirt, and looked quite refined, but was probably much younger than Duanmu Ying.

Although there is an old saying: "A woman three years older than a man is like a gold brick in the hand."

But this... is still a child?

"Hello, Uncle Duanmu, my name is... my name is Wang Zizhong." The child stammered nervously as he introduced himself.

After saying that, the child immediately knelt down.

Doctor Duanmu remained silent.

Regardless of his medical skills, or rather, his talent for medicine, just in terms of appearance, temperament, and speech, he was far inferior to Jiang Liu.

Mr. Niu isn't here to joke, is he?

Or perhaps the Duanmu family offended Mr. Niu somewhere in the past?

and also--

Why did you kneel down as soon as you arrived? It's still a long way from the "second bow to the parents" ceremony!

Who is this?

Mr. Niu, however, focused his attention on Jiang Liu and noticed that his breathing was steady, indicating that he was not a cultivator of Qi. Yet, he felt that the face was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Mr. Niu, I've heard so much about you."

Jiang Liu clasped his hands in a fist and said, "My business isn't urgent, you can talk first."

"Sir, you must be a promising young man."

Mr. Niu was quite straightforward. Seeing that Jiang Liu was about to get up, he added, "Sir, there's no need to avoid suspicion. What I want to discuss with Brother Duanmu is not a big matter. I've just brought my most promising disciple to discuss his marriage with Brother Duanmu's daughter."

The physician, Duanmu, standing to the side was already covered in sweat.

Jiang Liu actually sat back down in his chair, smiled slightly, and said, "Speaking of which, my coming here is also somewhat related to your matter."

"Oh?"

Mr. Niu became curious, but seeing that Jiang Liu didn't continue speaking and was just drinking tea, he got down to business with Physician Duanmu: "Brother Duanmu, please call your daughter and the other physicians from Jishetang out."

Doctor Duanmu: "..."

But seeing that Jiang Liu was completely unconcerned and seemed to genuinely not care about the matter, and not wanting to say it directly, they could only go and call all the elderly people from Jishetang.

Duanmu Ying brought out freshly brewed tea. She wasn't surprised to see Mr. Niu, but when she saw Wang Zizhong, she exclaimed, "Holy crap! This is the man you're forcing me to marry? A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy? If I slept with him abroad, I'd be thrown in jail!"

"Shut up! You wicked child! There are guests here! Besides, this isn't a foreign country. What are you saying? There are plenty of boys and girls who marry at eleven or twelve!"