The Crazy Son-In-Law

“When we first arrived at Harrow, that guy tried to chat up my sister Wen Ting. We ignored him, but unexpectedly he was shameless and had thick skin, following us wherever we went. He was clearly harassing us,” Wen Yan said with a look of disdain towards Xiao Shun.

Wen Yan was full of contempt for Xiao Shun’s inaction and failure to help when they were in danger that day. What kind of man would be scared off by just a look in that kind of situation?

Xiao Shun was also puzzled by how he kept running into them everywhere. It must be an ill-fated connection.

He hung up the phone without intending to pay them any mind, and headed straight for the dining hall.

He had barely taken a few steps when a short, middle-aged man blocked his path. The man looked him up and down with a frown and said, “With your looks, you think you deserve to pursue Miss Wen Ting? Do you even know who she is?”

Wu Jian saw that Xiao Shun was just an ordinary young man, nothing special. Cultivators of high levels or distinguished gentlemen would definitely carry themselves differently from ordinary people.

In Wu Jian’s eyes, Xiao Shun was no different from an average person, at best just a low-level cultivator.

Wu Jian himself had designs on Wen Ting, and even he as a branch head of the Old School Society could not obtain her favor. Naturally, a low-level cultivator like Xiao Shun did not have the qualifications.

Xiao Shun glanced at Wen Ting beside him with her arrogant look. He shook his head helplessly and said lightly, “I’m not interested in knowing who she is, and there’s no issue of deserving or not. I’m just asking Miss Wen to stop making up feelings in the future, to avoid embarrassment.”

Wen Ting’s expression changed slightly as she let out a cold laugh. “I’m making up feelings? Ridiculous. Why would I need to make up feelings? Otherwise explain to me why we run into you every time. Don’t tell me it’s all coincidence.”

“Once or twice could be coincidence, but in a place as big as Harrow, several times in just a few days, how can that be explained as coincidence?”

“Or do you think we’re stalking you?”

“Put away your little tricks, okay? It just makes me disgusted.”

“I also wonder why we keep running into each other. Perhaps it’s just an ill-fated connection. But I truly have no intentions towards you,” Xiao Shun said. Then he looked at Wu Jian blocking his path, “So, brother, could you let me pass?”

“Saying this now means you know you have no chance, right?” Wen Yan looked at Xiao Shun mockingly. “A cowardly man like you who has the intention but not the guts, how pathetic.”

In Wen Yan’s eyes, Xiao Shun was just making excuses for his own cowardice and fear. His words were a show of retreat in the face of Wu Jian’s pressure. This made her despise this man even more.

“Apologize to Miss Wen,” Wu Jian said in a deep voice.

“Get out of the way,” Xiao Shun stared straight at him, a cold glint flashing through his gaze as he impatiently said.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Wu Jian felt an inexplicable chill rising in his heart, almost wanting to shiver. As a branch head for many years, even when facing the Harrow branch heads, he had never felt this way.

“I’ll say it again. Apologize to Miss Wen, or don’t blame me for being impolite,” Wu Jian said coldly.

At this critical juncture, if he backed down now, how would others look at him? A dignified Old School Society branch head, forced to retreat by a low-level cultivator?

He could not lose face like that, especially not with the woman he admired right there. At this moment, a man’s dignity could not be violated.

“What has gotten Mr. Wu so angry?”

At this time, a crisp voice abruptly rang out from the side.

Everyone looked towards the sound to see Yang Zino dressed in a black professional suit, hands in her pockets, with a vague smile on her face. She strode over briskly and confidently, the picture of elegance.

She was flanked by Wan Yushan and Wan Zhenghao, with several other Old School Society members behind her – quite an impressive entourage.

“It turns out to be Miss Yang,” Wu Jian politely smiled and said, “There was a rude fellow harassing my friend here, so I came over to teach him a lesson. Please excuse us for the disturbance, Miss Yang.”

Yang Zino walked over with her group. Seeing Xiao Shun, her body tensed reflexively and her expression changed.

“Didn’t expect to see you daring to show up here.”

“What’s wrong? Did this guy offend Miss Yang too? Then it’ll be easy to deal with him. We’ll just cripple him and be done with it,” Wu Jian said upon hearing Yang Zino’s tone, clearly having some conflict with Xiao Shun. He took this chance to speak up.

This was an auction held by the Oars Old School Society. Making a move here would be smashing the host’s premises, so Wu Jian still had some concerns. But now things had turned out well.

He didn’t expect this seemingly ordinary guy to have provoked Yang Zino too. He was not so simple after all.

Xiao Shun smiled calmly and walked up to Yang Zino, “Didn’t expect I’d still be alive, right?”

“Indeed I didn’t expect it. You have quite some luck.”

“Disappointed you, didn’t I?”

“I am very disappointed, but also gratified. You should be hiding away like a rat in the sewers, not coming to Harrow to die. I really don’t know if you’re stupid or arrogantly courting death.” Yang Zino smiled coldly.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” Xiao Shun said with a smile.

While Xiao Shun and Yang Zino were exchanging barbs, Wu Jian returned to the Wen siblings’ side, an expression as if waiting to watch a good show.

“Jian, that’s the bastard who bullied me and sister Wen Ting at the bar that day!” Wen Yan tugged Wu Jian’s sleeve, glaring at Wan Zhenghao as she gritted her teeth and said.

“With Miss Yang here, I should give her face. We’ll settle accounts with him privately later.” Wu Jian said awkwardly.

“Mm!” Wen Yan nodded.

“Do you really think you can oppose our entire Oars Old School Society?” Yang Zino said.

“You guys count for shit. I haven’t even put Oars Old School Society in my eyes yet,” Xiao Shun said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Wen Ting and Wu Jian looked at each other, astonished.

“Is this guy unaware who he’s facing to dare speak like this?” Wen Yan said, perplexed.

That day at the bar, Mr. Wan had frightened him off just by mentioning the Old School Society. How could he be so arrogant today? Could he have taken the wrong medication, or simply did not recognize Yang Zino and Mr. Wan?

That shouldn’t be the case. Based on Yang Zino’s conversation with him, it was clear they knew each other previously. Xiao Shun should be aware of Yang Zino’s identity.

“This guy must have been provoked into stupidity and started spouting nonsense,” Wen Xuan also frowned puzzledly.

“I think he’s purely seeking death. We don’t even need to make a move now, he’s done for,” Wu Jian said with an hooked smile.

Everyone looked at Xiao Shun as if he were already dead.

Wan Yushan was a senex that Yang Zino had just promoted in the Old School Society. And when Xiao Shun was a branch head in the past, he had basically no dealings with the Old School Society. So the Wan father and son did not recognize Xiao Shun.

Hearing his arrogant words now, Wan Zhenghao stepped forward and bellowed harshly, “Punk, are you looking to die?!”