The Crazy Son-In-Law

At this moment, there were a few knocks on the door outside. Wen Yan got up and went to the door to look through the peephole. She then opened the door and said, “Xuan, had breakfast?”

“Yeah, I ate. Came to tell you a piece of gossip.” Wen Xuan walked in while speaking mysteriously.

“What gossip? Don’t keep us hanging, hurry and spill!” Wen Yan hooked his arm, full of interest.

“Your idol will be participating in this Hero Cup fighting tournament.” Wen Xuan looked at Wen Ting.

“Really? Where did you hear that?” Wen Ting was slightly surprised, an excited look on her face.

“Of course it’s true. He arrived in Harrow yesterday already.” Wen Xuan crossed his arms.

“Wu Jian told me the news.”

“Mr. Wu is already in Harrow?” Wen Yan asked.

“Yes, he just arrived yesterday too. He’s personally leading our Rivet Town Old School Society members here this time.” Wen Xuan replied.

Then after a brief pause, he added, “He wants to meet us for lunch. What do you think, Wen Ting?”

Wen Ting’s excited expression faded. Her brows furrowed slightly, eyes downcast, seeming hesitant.

Wu Jian was the branch head of Rivet Town’s Old School Society, in his forties. His wife passed away from illness a few years ago. He had been an admirer of Wen Yao’s, but after what happened to her, he shifted his pursuit to Wen Ting, quite persistently.

But Wen Ting wasn’t interested in him at all. Yet she didn’t dare offend him either, so she had been evading him. Thus, she didn’t want to see Wu Jian.

However, speaking of which, as the Rivet Town branch head, having travelled all the way to Oars, he counted as a fellow townsman. And he was her suitor.

The humiliation she and Wen Yan suffered at the bar was still fresh. With Wu Jian here now, no matter what, he could be a pillar of support for them. Refusing him now would seem ignorant of the times.

After some hesitation, weighing the pros and cons, Wen Ting still nodded in agreement.

Wen Xuan naturally knew her dilemma. He said, “You can refuse if you don’t want to meet him, it’s fine.”

“Why refuse? It’s just a meal, not like it’ll cost me an arm.” Wen Ting heaved a long sigh. Even coming from an esteemed family in the cultivation world, she still felt powerless before the might of the Old School Society.

“Looking for a steed while riding a donkey. Once Sister Wen Ting finds someone better, just dump him.” Wen Yan chuckled.

“You little rascal, what nonsense are you spouting? I have no such intentions.” Wen Ting chided angrily. In her heart, Wu Jian didn’t even qualify as a donkey. All she could think of right now was her idol.

“Hehe, then this time, if you’re lucky enough to meet your idol Gu Baiyi, you must snatch him. I believe Sister Wen Ting can do it.” Wen Yan joked.

Wen Ting just smiled without replying. Someone of Gu Baiyi’s status, a phoenix among men, must be surrounded by beauties.

She still had some self-awareness. In the privileged circles of Rivet Town, her looks were considered outstanding. But outside of Rivet Town, in the wide world, all kinds of beauties abounded. She didn’t have the confidence to gain Gu Baiyi’s favor over so many birds of paradise.

Besides, she hadn’t even seen Gu Baiyi in person yet. Fantasizing now was just wishful thinking. Having travelled so far to Harrow this time, just catching a glimpse of him would be satisfying enough.

Around noon.

Wen Ting and company appeared at the Lufenia House restaurant as scheduled.

In the meantime, Wen Xuan, the oldest among them, didn’t seem to have considered even once that they were missing a person – it was as if Wen Yao didn’t exist at all.

Lufenia House was an ornate, classical-style building. The dishes were said to be palace cuisines from the imperial kitchens, re-created here. Naturally, it didn’t cater to the working class. Only prestigious figures could dine here.

“Wen Ting, Wen Xuan, you’re here. Please come inside.”

A not very tall man with refined features greeted them eagerly when he saw the three.

“Mr. Wu, sorry to keep you waiting.” Wen Ting smiled faintly.

“Not at all, I just arrived too. Let’s talk inside, I’ve booked a private room.” Wu Jian smiled widely.

Wen Ting nodded, then the three followed him upstairs.

“Mr. Wu, you’re too kind, treating us to a meal as soon as you arrive.” Wen Yan joked with a titter.

“We’re all from Rivet Town, and I’ve had dealings with the Wens frequently. Treating you to a meal is nothing.” Wu Jian guffawed.

“Also, don’t keep calling me Mr. Wu out here. Just call me Jian, alright Wen Yan?”

“Sure, no problem.” Wen Yan agreed readily. In her mind, as long as he didn’t make her call him brother-in-law, she’d call him anything.

Soon, the three were seated in the private room and chatted casually for a bit. Wu Jian looked to Wen Ting and said, “Wen Ting, I heard some people bullied you all after you arrived in Harrow?”

Wen Ting was slightly stunned. Wen Xuan and Wu Jian interacted frequently, so he must have told him something.

She smiled lightly. “It was nothing, just a minor incident. It’s over already.”

Wu Jian scoffed, “We people of Rivet Town can’t be bullied after leaving home either. It was just some senex’s son. If you want me to teach him a lesson, just say the word Wen Ting. I’ll stand up for you on this.”

“Thank you for your kind intentions, Mr. Wu. But nothing really happened to us. We’re in someone else’s territory right now. A dragon can’t repress a snake in its old haunts. And you’re both part of the Old School Society, there’s no need to make trouble over such a small matter just for us.” Wen Ting politely declined.

“Sister Wen Ting, how can we just let it go like that? Those scoundrels even laid hands on us that day, it was disgusting just thinking about it.” Wen Yan was unhappy. She was still simmering over it.

“They laid hands on you?” Wu Jian’s mouth twitched upon hearing this, anger on his face.

“Yeah!”

“Wen Yan, mind your words.” Wen Ting chided.

When necessary, Wu Jian could be their pillar of support. But she didn’t want to dwell on the past. She didn’t want to owe Wu Jian any favors.

“Damn, next time I see that scum, I’ll make sure to cripple him!” Wu Jian gritted his teeth.

“Alright, enough of these upsetting matters. Xuan said Gu Baiyi will also be participating in the tournament this time, is it true?” Wen Ting interjected, changing the topic.

“Absolutely true, but it seems he didn’t come specifically for the tournament. He probably has other matters, just dropping by on the way.” Wu Jian replied.

“So he might make an appearance?” Wen Ting asked eagerly.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“He should. Having come all the way, not making an appearance would be letting down the prestige of our Southeast branch.” Wu Jian considered.

“Oh? You want to meet this legendary character?”

At just over twenty, Gu Baiyi’s strength was second only to the four major branch heads. He could be considered a once in a century prodigy. It wasn’t strange for someone to want to see him.