While on Mount Hua, my mind is at peace!

Chapter 62 Cao Cao? Thank you, Third Young Master!

The shopkeeper, of course, couldn't buy the top-quality 20-year-old Shaoxing wine, and was so worried his hair almost turned white. If it weren't for the fear of Zhou Qianhu and his men causing trouble for his family, he would have wanted to find a place to hide. When he learned that it was Yue Feng and his two companions who helped him resolve this trouble, his gratitude was beyond measure.

"We're just country folk, we don't have much to offer. This jar of Xifeng tea is the best we have in our shop. You and this young lady/sir can take it home and enjoy it at your leisure."

As Yue Feng and his companions were leaving, the innkeeper insisted on giving them a jar of Xifeng wine. Yue Feng, not wanting to be impolite, accepted it readily. Carrying the wine jar, Yue Feng returned to Baiyun Temple with Xiong Zhaozhao and Steward Qin. On the way, Xiong Zhaozhao inquired about the family situation, and Steward Qin replied:

"Everything is fine at home, except for the issues with the Big Wind Gang, there are no other problems. It's just that..."

"But what?" Xiong Zhaozhao was an impatient person, and seeing Butler Qin stammering, she asked impatiently.

"However, the third young master of the Xie family in Huazhou comes to our house to propose marriage every few days. As you know, the Xie family is a martial arts family that has been passed down for ten generations, and they are the most powerful family in Huazhou City. Even the old man, the leader of the gang, can't really refuse them."

Xiong Zhaozhao asked coldly, "So?"

Butler Qin glanced at Yue Feng: "So... the old master said you should consider it. After all, this Third Young Master Xie is different from his two elder brothers; he has an excellent reputation, and his martial arts... are also extremely high."

Xiong Zhaozhao asked, "Can it be as high as Feng Yue?"

Butler Qin hesitated, "That's hard to say. After all, the path of martial arts is like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each with their own unique abilities. Without a real competition, it's difficult to determine who is superior..."

Before Butler Qin could finish speaking, Xiong Zhaozhao suddenly stopped in her tracks: "Then let's have a competition, since everyone's here now."

Butler Qin was taken aback and stopped in his tracks. He followed Xiong Zhaozhao's gaze and saw a tall, handsome young man standing at the foot of the mountain ahead, smiling at Xiong Zhaozhao.

"Hiss—speak of the devil, and he appears. What brings Young Master Xie here?"

As Butler Qin muttered to himself, Xie San noticed them stop and warmly approached them. His gaze seemingly casually swept across Yue Feng's face, a fleeting hint of coldness in his eyes, before he smiled at Xiong Zhaozhao and Butler Qin:

"Zhaozhao, Senior Qin, I've finally waited for you. I was saying that if you didn't come back soon, I would go to the market to look for you."

Xiong Zhaozhao said, "Don't call me Zhaozhao, we're not that close." Butler Qin also said, "Thank you, Third Young Master. This old servant is no senior at all. Please just call me by my name." His tone was much more amiable than Xiong Zhaozhao's.

Xie San seemed to have just noticed Yue Feng, scrutinizing him and noticing that he was dressed in a plain blue robe. A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes as he asked Xiong Zhaozhao, "And who is this?"

Xiong Zhaozhao reached out to grab Yue Feng's arm, but Yue Feng dodged with a smile. Xiong Zhaozhao glared at him, took two steps back, and said to him, "Come here!"

Yue Feng walked over with a smile, and Xiong Zhaozhao said, "Could you do me a favor and get rid of him? He's like a greenbottle fly, it's so annoying to look at."

Yue Feng said, "This isn't included in the guide's service, you know? You'll have to pay extra."

Xiong Zhaozhao had already figured out that Yue Feng wasn't short of money, so she asked him directly, "What do you want?"

"Could you give me one of the Heavenly Sword Sect's sword techniques?"

Without hesitation, Xiong Zhaozhao replied, "If our sect's are no good, the martial arts world's will do. Don't worry, the ones I find for you are definitely no worse than ours."

"Deal. You play him, and I'll play along."

Xiong Zhaozhao gave Yue Feng a pretty glare and then hooked her arms around his. Yue Feng immediately felt his arms sink into something soft and couldn't help but think to himself, "Wow, I really underestimated Xiong Zhaozhao before."

Xiong Zhaozhao dragged Yue Feng in front of Xie San and smiled brightly: "He's my good friend. Young Master Xie, can't you even tell?"

Xie San had no doubt that the two were acting, because the interaction between Xiong Zhaozhao and Yue Feng was something he and Xiong Zhaozhao had never experienced before. He fell silent for a moment, then finally asked, "So, who exactly is he?"

Butler Qin opened his mouth to speak, but Xiong Zhaozhao gave him a warning look, and he immediately shut his mouth. Yue Feng knew it was time for him to step in, so he said:

"Who I am is none of your business. Now that you know who I am, what do you want to do to me? You might as well bring it on now, I'll take whatever tricks you have up my sleeve."

Upon hearing Yue Feng's words, not only Steward Qin, who was eager to settle the matter, but even Xiong Zhaozhao, who inexplicably disliked Xie San, couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Xie San narrowed his eyes, stared at Yue Feng for a long while, and suddenly laughed, "Alright, this brother is right, I was too presumptuous. Since none of the three of you welcome me, I won't bother to join in. I'll take my leave now." He cupped his hands to the three of them, took a few steps, and his figure was already more than ten feet away.

"Young Master Xie's lightness skill has improved again." Butler Qin sighed as he watched Xie San's retreating figure.

"Young Master Feng, you are the young lady's friend, and therefore also this old servant's friend. Allow me to ask you a few questions without being impolite: Do you know how powerful the Xie family is in Huazhou? Do you know how skilled Xie San Gongzi's two elder brothers, as well as his father, the Xie family patriarch, are in martial arts?"

Yue Feng smiled and shook his head, patting the wine jar in his arms: "All I know is that if he stays here any longer, I'll lose my appetite for drinking."

Butler Qin sighed deeply and said nothing more. In his opinion, Yue Feng's martial arts skills were already outstanding among the younger generation, but compared with those reclusive aristocratic families and sects, he still had a long way to go.

Young people are too hot-blooded and won't listen to advice. Only after suffering a few big losses will they learn their lesson. As for how to ensure they survive while suffering losses... that's up to the old folks.

He hadn't been inside the Xie family's gate in a long time.

The three returned to Baiyun Temple and ran into Xiaoqing, Feng Buping, Xiong Jiu, and others. It turned out that everyone had seen Yue Feng and Xiong Zhaozhao go down the mountain to drink and hadn't returned for a long time, so they were about to go out to look for them.

When everyone saw Xiong Zhaozhao and Yue Feng chatting and laughing intimately, they wondered if they were seeing things. Otherwise, how could the two of them, after just coming down the mountain, become like any couple in the world?

The most unbelievable and infuriating of them all was Xiong Jiu, who shouted, "Young Miss, did this kid drug you? If you were drugged, just say the word, and we'll tear him to pieces!"

Xiong Zhaozhao cursed, "Bullshit! You're the one who got drugged! Your whole family got drugged! Immediately make two empty rooms for this young hero Feng and his friends."

Xiong Jiu received a severe scolding, and although he wasn't angry, he was still unconvinced. He led his men away, muttering to himself, "They said they weren't drugged, and there are only a few dilapidated rooms..."