Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 225 Who is your man?

As evening fell, snowflakes began to fall.

Luo Qingfeng left the cave and stood for a while in the early spring snow scene before heading towards the north gate.

at the same time.

In a small courtyard just one street away from Cuixiang Tower, a group of men and women were gathered together, discussing something in hushed tones.

There were guards at the front and back gates, on the rooftops and courtyard walls.

"Uncle Ling, thank you for coming all the way from Qinzhou this time. Sigh, if we weren't being watched so closely, we could have taken care of that kid at the Opening Heaven Realm ourselves."

"It's alright, we're just treating this as a sightseeing trip to Wangxing City. That kid is from the Demon Suppression Academy, and everyone there knows you have a grudge against him, so it's indeed difficult for you to make a move. We'll kill him and leave immediately, and no matter how powerful those people at the Demon Suppression Academy are, they won't be able to find us."

"Hmph, they would never guess that my Yuan family also has people in Qinzhou, and that they are hidden among the martial arts sects."

"By the way, where's Yuan Tong?"

"My uncle went to a banquet at the South Courtyard with an elder, so he can have an alibi tonight. After all, killing that kid would require at least the strength of the Star Transformation Realm, and my uncle doesn't want the academy to suspect him."

"That kid is indeed a genius. At such a young age, he has already reached the tenth star of the Opening Heaven Realm. Given time, he will probably break through to the Star Transformation Realm soon. Since he has become an enemy of my Yuan family, such an enemy should naturally be eliminated as soon as possible and cannot be allowed to live. Don't worry, after tonight, you won't see him anymore."

"Hehe, with a master like Uncle Ling at the Star Transformation Realm around, and with the help of several older brothers and sisters, that kid will definitely have no chance of escaping this time."

"By the way, that Zhang Cuicui, will she be a problem?"

"Uncle Ling, don't worry. That woman's father and mother are still in our hands, and we've also given her the Seven Poison Pill. She would never dare to have any other thoughts."

"Alright, it's getting late, let's go."

Soon, the crowd in the courtyard dispersed.

When Luo Qingfeng stepped out of the North Courtyard gate, Zhang Cuicui was waiting outside. Upon seeing him, she smiled and went to greet him.

"Senior Brother Luo, are you alone?"

Zhang Cuicui asked with a smile, while Zi Guang glanced behind him.

Luo Qingfeng asked, somewhat puzzled, "Of course it's just me. Who else would you like me to bring?"

Zhang Cuicui smiled and said, "No, I was just asking casually."

Luo Qingfeng asked, "By the way, what about Junior Brother Lin and Junior Brother Liang? You should have invited them too, right?"

Zhang Cuicui's face showed an unnatural expression as she said, "We did invite them, but they probably have something to do and may not be able to come tonight."

"Oh?"

Luo Qingfeng noticed the expression on her face and asked, "Did you have a conflict with them?"

Zhang Cuicui lowered her head slightly, looking somewhat guilty: "No, it's just—"

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and mustered her courage to say, "They heard that I also invited Senior Brother Luo, so—so they don't want to bother us."

Luo Qingfeng was taken aback, then immediately understood.

Lin Yun and Liang Feng's group had naturally realized long ago that the girl liked him, so they deliberately created an opportunity for them tonight.

Two blushes rose on Zhang Cuicui's cheeks, and she said shyly, "Senior Brother Luo, I'll invite them again tomorrow."

Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything more, and said, "Let's go."

The two crossed the bridge and walked along the street in silence.

As they approached Cuixiang Tower, Luo Qingfeng took out his gift and handed it to her: "Junior Sister Zhang, this is what I picked out on the street this morning. Please don't find it offensive."

Zhang Cuicui stared at the hairpin in front of her, her expression momentarily dazed. She looked at him for a few more moments, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something. Suddenly, she caught sight of a figure standing at the entrance of the alley next to her. Then, a smile appeared on her face, and she reached out to take the hairpin, saying sweetly, "Thank you, Senior Brother Luo. I would love any gift from you, even if it were just a piece of paper, let alone a hairpin."

Luo Qingfeng smiled and walked with her towards Cuixiang Tower.

Just as they reached the door, a clear voice suddenly rang out from the side: "Oh, isn't this the gentleman?"

Luo Qingfeng turned his head and saw Dong Miaomiao, dressed in a red dress and red jacket, leading Aya, who was dressed in a black dress, with a look of surprise and delight on her face.

"It really is you, sir! What a coincidence! Sister Aya, let's go over there quickly!"

Dong Miaomiao, holding Aya's hand, ran up to Luo Qingfeng, glanced at the Cuixiang Restaurant in front of them, and clicked her tongue, saying, "This Cuixiang Restaurant isn't a place for ordinary people. The dishes inside are very expensive. Sir, are you going to sneak in for a delicious meal? Why didn't you call me and Sister Aya to come with you?"

Zhang Cuicui, who was standing nearby, quickly said with a smile, "Little Miaomiao, today is my birthday, let's all go in together."

"Okay!"

Dong Miaomiao, being very easygoing, pulled Aya through the gap between the two and entered the restaurant first.

Luo Qingfeng frowned, and just as he was about to speak, Zhang Cuicui smiled and said, "Senior Brother Luo, it's alright. Since we've run into them, let them go in together."

Luo Qingfeng sighed and said somewhat helplessly, "Then I'll have to bother you."

Zhang Cuicui smiled and went into the restaurant with him.

The private room had already been booked.

The waiter led the four of them upstairs to a private room at the very end of the corridor.

After opening the door to the private room, Luo Qingfeng found that there were already seven or eight people inside, both men and women. Upon seeing them, they immediately stood up with smiles on their faces.

"Cui Cui, are these your friends from the Demon Suppression Academy? Come in quickly, we've already ordered the food. We've ordered one of each of the restaurant's signature dishes, and the wine is the best we can get. Let's all have a good time tonight."

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a short beard, who looked to be around forty years old. He had bright, piercing eyes and a friendly smile on his face.

The other group consisted of five men and two women, all young people, and all had smiles on their faces.

Zhang Cuicui led Luo Qingfeng and the other two inside and quickly introduced them: "Senior Brother Luo, this is my second uncle, these four are my cousins, and these two are my cousins—"

He then explained with a smile, "My father and mother are entertaining guests at home; they'll be over later."

Then, pointing to Luo Qingfeng, he introduced, "Second Uncle, this is Senior Brother Luo whom I mentioned to you, and these two are his 'wives'!"

Before Zhang Cuicui could finish speaking, Dong Miaomiao suddenly spoke up in a clear voice.

Zhang Cuicui's face froze for a moment, she stopped talking, unsure how to continue, and looked at Luo Qingfeng beside her.

Luo Qingfeng quickly cupped his hands and said, "Please forgive me, everyone. These two are my younger sisters. This girl just likes to cause trouble. Please don't mind her."

As he spoke, he tapped Dong Miaomiao on the head and whispered, "Get out if you keep fooling around."

Dong Miaomiao covered her head, pouted, and said, "Sir, what nonsense have I been doing? Doesn't the book say that a younger sister or sister-in-law is the same as one's wife?"

Luo Qingfeng said with a straight face, "Nonsense! Which book said that?"

Dong Miaomiao pretended to think about it seriously for a moment and said, "I forgot, but I just saw it in a book."

Zhang Cuicui, who was standing to the side, covered her mouth and chuckled, then quickly said, "Senior Brother Luo, please have your two younger sisters sit down."

Seeing that everyone was looking this way, Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything more. He glared at the little girl next to him and led the two of them to sit down.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

At this moment, the waiter opened the door and began serving the wine and dishes.

The middle-aged man, whom Zhang Cuicui called Second Uncle, was talking to Luo Qingfeng and the other two very warmly. Even when Dong Miaomiao interrupted and talked nonsense, he was all smiles and looked very amiable.

The other five young men and two women occasionally chimed in, all appearing warm and friendly.

Zhang Cuicui always had a smile on her face, but she rarely spoke.

"Come on, the dishes are almost served, let's raise a glass and have a drink first."

The middle-aged man, with a broad smile, picked up his wine glass first.

Dong Miaomiao had been chattering away for a while and was already incredibly thirsty. Upon hearing this, she immediately picked up the wine glass in front of her, about to gulp it down, when Luo Qingfeng grabbed her and scolded, "Child, you're not allowed to drink!"

Having said that, he snatched it away and put it back on the table.

Dong Miaomiao immediately became unhappy, pouting and saying, "I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm all grown up!"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Young friend Luo, it's alright. This is fruit wine; you can drink it."

"See? Even this uncle says it's okay to drink!"

Dong Miaomiao was quite pleased with herself and immediately picked up the cup again. Just as she was about to feed him, she stopped, turned to look at Luo Qingfeng, who had a stern face, and said timidly, "Good brother, I'll just have one cup, okay?"

Since Luo Qingfeng had already said that she was his sister, she stopped calling him "sir" and started calling him "good brother".

Seeing that Luo Qingfeng didn't speak, she reached out and tugged at his clothes again, then twisted her body and said coquettishly, "Good brother, good brother————"

The middle-aged man opposite them quickly tried to persuade them, and the others also tried to persuade them.

"Let this little girl have a drink, it's okay, she won't get drunk."

Zhang Cuicui, standing to the side, lowered her head slightly and remained silent.

The middle-aged man raised his wine glass again and said to Luo Qingfeng, "Young friend Luo, come, let's have a drink first."

Luo Qingfeng shook his head: "I'm sorry, senior, I don't drink alcohol."

The middle-aged man smiled, downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, and said with a laugh, "It's not good for a man not to drink. But it's alright, you can learn slowly in the future. If young friend Luo doesn't want to drink today, then don't. Come on, eat your food."

A young man sitting next to him raised his glass and said with a smile, "Brother Luo, have a drink. Second Uncle is right, how can a man not know how to drink? Today is Cui Cui's birthday, Brother Luo should at least have a drink."

The others quickly raised their glasses to persuade him as well.

Zhang Cuicui, standing to the side, remained silent with her head down.

Seeing this, Luo Qingfeng slowly raised his wine cup and said, "In that case, I'll have a drink."

As he spoke, he slowly brought the wine glass to his lips.

At this moment, Zhang Cuicui, who had been sitting silently to the side for a long time, suddenly raised her head and said, "Senior Brother Luo, if you can't drink, then forget it, so as not to—so as not to get drunk—"

Luo Qingfeng turned his head to look at her.

Zhang Cuicui managed a weak smile, her hands, placed under the table, gripping her skirt tightly, seemingly trembling.

Suddenly, the entire private room fell silent.

"I'm not afraid of getting drunk! I'll drink!"

Just then, Dong Miaomiao suddenly stood up, snatched the wine glass from Luo Qingfeng's hand, and was about to gulp it down when she suddenly stopped, whimpering, "Good brother, you stepped on my foot, it hurts so much—it's one thing to mess with people's feet at home, but why do you do it outside too, waah—"

After saying that, she suddenly cried out "Ah!" and with a flick of her hand, the wine in her glass splashed out, landing on the face of a young woman to her right.

The woman also exclaimed in surprise and suddenly stood up.

Dong Miaomiao quickly apologized, "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. My brother suddenly used too much force, and it hurt me a lot, so—"

The woman's eyes flashed with a cold glint, then she raised her hand to wipe the wine off her face and smiled, "It's alright, little sister, let me toast you again."

After saying that, she personally picked up the wine pot and filled Dong Miaomiao's wine glass.

Dong Miaomiao smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, sister."

The woman smiled and raised her glass, saying, "Come on, little sister, let me toast you. You're so pretty and cute, I'm sure many people like you."

"Hehe, you have such good taste, much better than some blind man."

Dong Miaomiao was all smiles as she raised her wine glass, about to bring it to her lips, when suddenly she cried out "Ah!" and with a flick of her wrist, splashed the wine out, which landed right on the woman's face.

The woman's smile froze, and her eyebrows twitched violently a few times.

Dong Miaomiao quickly added, "Ah, sister, I'm sorry, it's not my fault, it's my brother! He secretly hurt my feet again, boohoo—"

However, Luo Qingfeng didn't touch her at all under the table.

At this point, even the most obtuse person would realize that something was wrong.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite slowly put down his wine glass, his smile gradually fading, and his voice turned cold as he said, "Young friend Luo, what do you mean by this? We've treated you to the best food and wine; have we neglected you in some way?"

As he spoke, he gently twitched his fingers on the table a few times.

The five young men and two women at the table all put down their wine glasses.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense and frozen.

Luo Qingfeng didn't answer. Instead, he reached for the wine glass in front of Dong Miaomiao, then turned to Zhang Cuicui sitting beside him and said calmly, "Junior Sister Zhang, what do you think? Should I drink this wine?"

Zhang Cuicui's face had begun to turn pale, and her lips were trembling. When he looked at her calmly, she dared not meet his gaze, lowered her head, and clenched her skirt tightly with her two fair hands, saying in a trembling voice, "I—I—I don't know—"

Luo Qingfeng's eyes flickered, and he said calmly, "Then I'll drink it, so as not to upset your second uncle. I'm afraid that we won't be able to get out of here."

Just as he was about to put it to his lips, Zhang Cuicui suddenly cried out in a trembling voice, "No—!"

At the same time, Dong Miaomiao, who was sitting next to him, snatched the wine glass from his hand and splashed it on the face of the woman who had already had her face splashed twice with wine. Then she cried out, "Ah, sister, I'm sorry, I accidentally got it all over your face again, boohoo, it's all my brother's fault, it was my brother who did it, he actually did it to you three times in a row, boohoo, that's so mean————"

The woman was furious and could no longer bear it. She drew her prepared sword with a "whoosh".

"Bang!"

At that moment, the other men and women in their seats also suddenly stood up and drew their weapons.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him narrowed his eyes, his expression instantly turning icy cold. He slowly stood up, the wine glass in his hand shattering into powder with a "crack," and sneered, "It seems you discovered it all along. Too bad, it's too late. The moment you stepped into this room, it was already too late."

"Yeah?"

Luo Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged as he calmly looked at him and said, "Is it too late, Elder Yuan Ling?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man opposite him immediately changed his expression.

"Bang—"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall, slender, and alluring young woman with long, fiery red hair swayed into the room, her gaze sweeping over the room with a piercing intensity before she looked at Zhang Cuicui, whose face was deathly pale, and said indifferently, "Your parents are alright."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Cuicui burst into tears.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ling and the seven young men and women all turned extremely ugly.

But Yuan Ling quickly calmed down.

He released his divine sense to check and found that there was no one else outside. He immediately felt relieved. His long, white hair moved without wind, and the aura of the Star Transformation Realm immediately emanated from his body. He said with a sinister look on his face, "Even if you saw through me, so what? You little brats at the Opening Heaven Realm—"

His words came to an abrupt halt.

At this moment, the fiery red hair behind the girl standing at the door suddenly fluttered like flames, and the aura of the Star Transformation Realm erupted in an extremely domineering manner!

The others in the room seemed to be suddenly hit by an invisible and violent shockwave, and they all involuntarily swayed and retreated.

"Star—Star Transformation Realm—"

The seven men and women were all terrified.

However, at that moment, they discovered that besides Yuan Ling, there was another person sitting motionless in a chair at the table.

Yuan Ling's heart clenched suddenly. He looked at the boy sitting at the table. A terrifying chill, like a venomous snake, instantly shot up from the soles of his feet and then ran down his spine to the back of his head!

He froze on the spot, chilled to the bone!

"I am indeed at the Star Transformation Realm—"

The fire-tribe girl, flames billowing behind her and her red skirt swaying, looked at the crowd with a smug expression, her chin slightly raised: "And my man, naturally, is too."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

But suddenly, a clear and angry voice rang out: "Who? Who's your man?"

Dong Miaomiao's delicate and lovely face was filled with shock and anger.