Chixu Mountain Villa.
The tavern.
People of all sorts gathered in twos and threes, drinking wine while discussing recent events in the Four Great Regions.
There was talk of the Bingxuan celebration, among other things.
The year's end was always the liveliest time, and this year coincided with a centennial term, making the excitement level imaginable. Those out training had returned one after another, and those in seclusion had emerged from their retreats. Almost every day brought explosive news.
For instance, Zhuo Feng, hailed as the leader of the Nine Young Lords from the Fire Cloud Branch Hall of the Red Gang, had returned from his training, and the other eight young lords had also emerged from seclusion.
Another example was Lan Fei'er, the proud daughter of heaven from the Wind Cloud Branch Hall of the Red Gang, who had also emerged from seclusion. The Red Gang's Branch Halls were spread across the world, with almost every major region having one to guard it. The Four Great Regions also had four major Branch Halls: Fire Cloud, Wind Cloud, Thunder Cloud, and Lightning Cloud. These four Branch Halls were teeming with experts and brimming with talented geniuses, such as the Fire Cloud Nine Young Lords, the Wind Cloud Nine Spirits...
Besides these.
The eighty-one hall masters of the Nine-Hua Alliance had emerged from seclusion one after another, along with the seventy-two Taixuan Young Lords, the thirty-six young masters of the Hua Pavilions, the twenty-four Great Virtue Masters, the twelve mysterious kings...
There was also the newly risen Four Regions Alliance, formed to resist the Nine-Hua Alliance. It too was a place where dragons and tigers lurked, not lacking in various experts.
These were pretty much all the influential figures who had emerged after the calamity in the Four Great Regions.
The tavern was bustling, and everyone's spirits were high.
At this moment, in a private room on the second floor, sat two women.
One was a woman of stunning beauty, exuding a mature charm. She sat on a chair, pouring and drinking wine by herself, looking very downcast. She frowned as if pondering something.
Opposite her sat another graceful woman. She had long, deep red hair and an exquisite, delicate face. Dressed in a green silk gown, she sat on a chair, propping her head up with one hand, nibbling on spirit fruits absentmindedly. Occasionally, she would glance at the noisy main hall, idly passing the time, utterly bored.
These two were none other than Ouyang Feiyue and Ouyang Ye.
They had come to Chixu Mountain Villa not to watch the excitement, nor to listen to music, nor to gather information, but because they had no other choice.
A few days ago, Gu Qingfeng had suddenly appeared and gotten handsy with her, thoroughly frightening the little girl and scaring Ouyang Feiyue half to death. Unable to fight him off, and for the sake of the little girl's safety, Ouyang Feiyue could only leave temporarily, bringing the little girl to Chixu Mountain Villa.
Previously, Gu Qingfeng had fought recklessly in Chixu Mountain Villa, not only destroying the villa's tavern but also causing even Old Sen to kneel before him.
Ouyang Feiyue was not unaware of these events.
But aside from Chixu Mountain Villa, Ouyang Feiyue truly couldn't think of anywhere else that could be considered safe.
Of course, that wasn't the only reason they came. More importantly, they wanted to ask Old Sen to clarify just who Gu Qingfeng was.
Unfortunately, Old Sen was not at the villa.
Even the little girl's uncle, Ouyang Ye, was out on business.
The two could only wait here for the time being.
"Sigh, so boring!"
Ouyang Ye had eaten her fill of spirit fruits and really couldn't eat anymore. She got up, walked over, and leaned on the windowsill, listening to the discussions from the crowd in the main hall below. Talk of how Young Lord Chiyan Gu Qingfeng was awe-inspiring, how he had obliterated Long Fei with a single move, how he had scared the reincarnated expert Si Qianhua into not daring to breathe.
Too many people were discussing Gu Qingfeng's deeds, which left a very unpleasant taste in Ouyang Ye's heart. The more she listened, the angrier she became. She fumed, "That damned Gu Qingfeng, that heartless jerk!
Back in the mausoleum, this lady took pity on you and kindly took you in. Now that you've grown some skills, you dare to get handsy with this lady...
And...
and take liberties with this lady..." Just thinking about what happened a few days ago at First-Class Manor made Ouyang Ye gnash her teeth in hatred. That guy had torn the clothes on her front and even seen her body.
"Damned lecher!
You just wait!
This lady will make you pay!"
Ouyang Ye knew she was no match for Gu Qingfeng. Even Old Sen had knelt before him, so his background was likely not simple. But Ouyang Ye didn't care. She knew there was one person who could definitely deal with Gu Qingfeng.
"Hmph!
You dead lecher, Sister Suhua will be here in a few days. Just you wait, I'll definitely have Sister Suhua beat you to death then!"
If the people in the main hall below were only talking about how amazing Gu Qingfeng was, it wouldn't have made the little girl this furious. But some people just loved gossip, discussing how Young Lord Chiyan was also the long-admired dream lover of Second Master Hai's niece.
Second Master Hai was naturally ***.
And Second Master Hai's niece was none other than Ouyang Ye.
Hearing this, Ouyang Ye was so angry she just wanted to curse loudly. What was even more unbearable was that some people even said, since that Young Lord Chiyan didn't even fancy Leng Yanqiu, how could he possibly fancy Second Master Hai's niece?
"Bastards!
A bunch of bastards!
You think this lady cares about that damned lecher?!"
She was going mad!
Ouyang Ye felt she was about to go crazy.
"Yeye, can't you be quiet for a while? Why do you have to listen to their nonsense?"
"But...
but what they're saying is just too infuriating!"
Ouyang Ye gnashed her teeth, clenched her fists, and paced back and forth in the private room.
"Isn't that all your own doing? For no good reason, why did you have to make up that whole Young Lord Chiyan story?"
"I...
I...
I..." Ouyang Ye grabbed her own hair, on the verge of tears. Ouyang Feiyue's words left her unable to retort. Indeed, thinking back carefully, if she hadn't met that guy in Lord Chixiao's mausoleum back then, none of these things might have happened at all.
What made Ouyang Ye even more devastated was the sudden realization that even the Dao title 'Young Lord Chiyan' was one she had given him herself.
Thinking of this, Ouyang Ye felt utterly heartbroken. Grabbing her hair, she couldn't help but let out an exasperated scream, angrily cursing, "Damn it all!
So infuriating!
It's just too infuriating!
Aiyah...
my head hurts so much..." Perhaps she was too angry, as the little girl felt a bit dizzy. She covered her forehead, looking very hurt.
"Who has the nerve to make little Yeye so angry?"
Suddenly, a booming voice rang out, followed by an old man entering the private room.
The old man had white hair and beard, kind eyes, and wore a grayish-white cloth robe. With a smile on his face, he looked very benevolent.
Ouyang Feiyue quickly stood up to pay her respects, for the old man was none other than the old villa master of Chixu Mountain Villa, Old Sen.
"Grandpa Sen."
Seeing Old Sen, Ouyang Ye immediately stood up and threw herself into his arms. Perhaps having suffered too much grievance, she couldn't help but start sobbing.
"This..." Old Sen was puzzled and looked at Ouyang Feiyue.
Ouyang Feiyue didn't hide anything, explaining the whole story from beginning to end in detail. Then she asked, "Old Sen, that Gu Qingfeng is mysterious and terrifying, and his intentions are unclear. I'm truly worried about Yeye's safety..."
"Wah wah...
Grandpa Sen, that bastard Gu Qingfeng...
wah...
he also...
took liberties with me...
wah...
that heaven-striking bastard, wah..."