"Swish, swish, swish!"
All eyes turned to Uncle Wu, including Wan Qingyun and Jiang Junyi.
Their mouths slightly agape, they watched in astonishment.
Wan Qingyun: "Junyi, do you feel like Uncle Wu is the final boss?"
Jiang Junyi: "Qingyun, don't say it, the more I look, the more he resembles one."
At this moment, two rows of young men in black suits jogged from both sides of the banquet hall to surround Uncle Wu.
They knelt on one knee in perfect unison, shouting—"Greetings, Young Master Jiang!"
Immediately after, bouquets of flowers and placards with words on them were raised in unison.
Left: **[Boundless Blessings]**
Right: **[Soaring Dragon]**
Everyone: "Wishing Young Master Jiang boundless blessings! Soaring Dragon!"
Wan Qingyun saw this and laughed, shaking with mirth, looking at Jiang Junyi with a teasing expression:
"Hahaha! Young Master Jiang, what a grand entrance."
Jiang Junyi wiped his face. Was this a scene a person could design?
Thankfully, he let Uncle Wu take the fall; otherwise, he would have been utterly humiliated today.
In the center, Uncle Wu's mouth twitched uncontrollably, but he still stiffened his neck and snorted coldly: "What's going on here?"
Chu Tiansheng approached Uncle Wu, forcing a smile: "Young Master Jiang... this... a small accident."
Uncle Wu's voice suddenly rose: "Accident?! I gave your Chu family face by attending the banquet, and this is what I get?!"
Chu Tiansheng's heart sank upon hearing this, feeling that if this matter wasn't handled well today, it wouldn't end peacefully: "Young Master Jiang..."
"Don't speak."
Uncle Wu raised his hand and strode aggressively towards Chu Yun and Chu Tiankuo.
Jiang Junyi watched this scene with a complex expression, pointing at Uncle Wu: "Am I usually like that?"
Wan Qingyun covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking continuously: "I don't know... but it feels a bit like it."
"I told you to talk nonsense!"
Jiang Junyi pounced fiercely on Wan Qingyun, his evil hands continuously tickling her.
While they were frolicking, a new round of confrontation began on the other side.
Uncle Wu approached Chu Yun and Chu Tiankuo with an unfriendly expression: "Who started the trouble first?"
Both pointed at each other simultaneously.
"Tell me in detail what happened," Uncle Wu said in a deep voice. He looked at Chu Tiankuo, "You first."
Although Chu Tiankuo didn't recognize Uncle Wu, he knew what "Young Master Jiang" represented, so he honestly replied: "I just wanted to deliver a gift."
"And you?" Uncle Wu looked at Chu Yun.
"Hmph, he's not qualified to be here, and we didn't give him an invitation," Chu Yun said, crossing his arms.
Uncle Wu quickly processed the information: "So, you, without an invitation, snuck in here and got caught."
"He wanted to leave, and then you held onto him, not letting him go."
"Is that right?"
Both nodded somewhat unwillingly.
"Clap!"
Uncle Wu clapped his hands: "Very good, now you two shake hands and make up."
"Those without an invitation should go where they need to go, and you shouldn't cling on; forgive and forget."
"Come on, now, immediately."
Although they were not very willing, this was, after all, "Young Master Jiang's" face, which had to be given.
Just as they were about to shake hands and make peace, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out.
"What are you, daring to make my master bow and apologize?!"
Chu Yun, Chu Tiankuo, and everyone present, including Wan Qingyun and Jiang Junyi, gasped, their eyes wide as they looked towards the entrance of the banquet hall.
There are still masters!
Four female generals, masked and armored, arrived.
Swords hung at their waists, and a murderous aura flowed around them.
Uncle Wu's eyes narrowed upon seeing this: Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, White Tiger? Where did this force come from, with such a strong murderous aura?
Jiang Junyi pointed at the four in disbelief: "Qingyun, look, people really dress like this in modern times!"
Wan Qingyun nodded blankly. She thought this only happened in short dramas!
In the center, Uncle Wu looked at the four coldly: "Are the four of you hard of hearing? When did I say I wanted your master to bow and apologize?"
The female general with the White Tiger mask said coldly: "You, and you. Apologize to my master immediately, or else..."
"Clang—!"
A gleaming white blade was drawn.
On the side, Jiang Junyi shook his head: "Uncle Wu still hasn't let loose; his learning isn't quite there yet."
Wan Qingyun chuckled: "What, is Young Master Jiang going up to perform now?"
Jiang Junyi smiled: "Just a small demonstration."
With that, Jiang Junyi pushed Wan Qingyun and walked into the center of the hall.
As they got closer, Jiang Junyi's magnetic voice softly sounded:
"Coming uninvited, yet being aggressive."
"What are you, daring to cause trouble here?"
Jiang Junyi stood firm, his posture tall and his face majestic.
Wan Qingyun clasped her hands over her knees, her face as cold as frost. (Yadan was resting near her thigh.)
The auras of the two intertwined, creating immense pressure within the venue.
"Arrogant!"
White Tiger shouted, and the four generals simultaneously drew their swords.
"Go back!"
Uncle Wu let out a low roar, pressing his palm down, and surging true qi burst forth!
Instantly, the four generals' sharp blades all returned to their sheaths.
Uncle Wu walked to Jiang Junyi's side: "Young Master, Young Mistress."
Huh?!
The entire hall was stunned.
Chu Tiansheng felt his brain crash even more.
So... so these two were the real masters?!
He just wondered why Young Master Jiang seemed so old!
Jiang Junyi shook his head: "Uncle Wu, it's still missing something."
"Young Master's demeanor is naturally difficult for me to fully portray," Uncle Wu smiled.
"Who are you?" White Tiger demanded sharply.
Jiang Junyi glanced at White Tiger, his eyes indifferent: "This is not a place for you to cause trouble; get out."
"Go wait outside for your master."
At this moment, Chu Tiankuo looked at Jiang Junyi with both surprise and joy.
He was surprised that the benefactor he met that day was Young Master Jiang, and he was happy that he seemed to have seen his daughter!
So, Chu Tiankuo couldn't help but call out: "Daughter!"
Yadan heard the familiar voice and suddenly looked up: "Woof?"
Wan Qingyun frowned: What is this?
Jiang Junyi, however, looked at Yadan, could it be?!
"Whoosh—!"
An extremely sharp long spear shot out.
Uncle Wu's eyes narrowed, as if facing a formidable enemy.
A master!
Wan Qingyun's eyes darkened as she called out: "Capricorn! Go help Uncle Wu!"
Uncle Wu stomped his foot, blocking the spear's path, his palm enveloped in true qi, and heavily slapped the spear tip.
He had intended to swat it away, but upon contact, he realized how profound the true qi surging on the spear tip was!
Just as the spear was about to break free, a delicate hand slapped it from the other side.
The overflowing true qi ruffled her neat short hair.
Uncle Wu glanced slightly, seeing a pair of eyes as sharp as swords.
"It's you?"
"Focus on defeating the enemy."
The two exerted themselves, their palms shaking, and true qi surged out wildly.
Only then did the long spear fly backward.
Suddenly, a woman in a red dress and black armor, full of heroic spirit, stepped out and caught the long spear.
After landing, she flicked the spear tip, pointing it at Uncle Wu and Capricorn.
The woman's voice was as cold as ice:
"Was it you two who took my daughter?"
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