Wedding Night: I Am Forced To Marry A Dragon Girl-Chapter 975 -

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Chapter 975: 975

Chapter 975: 975

Qiongyu was momentarily bewildered.

Although she sensed a change in the aroma of the air, she was merely on alert, unaware that it was a venomous poison.

After Jiang Xiaobai conveyed everything to Qiongyu via a whispering transmission, she was shocked.

What a viper of a woman!

“Wouldn’t that mean Wang He is finished? Even though we don’t have much of a relationship with them, the Wang Family is quite respectable,” Qiongyu transmitted her thoughts.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded imperceptibly, “That young lady is not bad, as for Wang He… a fool… but it’s also because of his obsession with martial arts. If I weren’t here today, he would probably be dead by tomorrow…”

He naturally planned to help.

Jiang Xiaobai did not consider himself a good person, but he didn’t see himself as a bad person either.

To help or not to help was entirely based on his mood.

If I’m in a good mood, I’ll help you, if I’m not, who the hell are you to me?

Having interacted with the Wang Family for a few days, he found them to be quite decent, so he decided he would extend this small favor.

As for whether it would bring trouble…

It wasn’t something Jiang Xiaobai needed to consider because, if things were really as he suspected, as the Wang Family’s scholar and someone who was close to Wang Qian’an, he would inevitably be implicated.

He’ll cross that bridge when he comes to it.

However, just as they were about to reach the Wang Family Mansion, Yaran, the woman from the tavern yesterday, appeared ahead of them.

“Miss, Mr.Wang.”

Yaran nodded respectfully to the two, “I didn’t expect to bump into you here by chance. I was actually on my way to look for you. Today, the three great families will gather at the city lord’s mansion.”

“Oh, is that so? Well then, let’s head to the city lord’s mansion,” Wang He responded casually, waving his hand before continuing to chat with Lu Fangran.

Jiang Xiaobai watched from behind with a headache.

A dinner at the city lord’s mansion tonight, could it be a trap?

He glanced at Qiongyu, who also looked back at him.

The two exchanged a look, both understanding each other’s intent—play it by ear!

But before leaving, Yaran gave Jiang Xiaobai another look, as if she had seen through something, revealing a meaningful smile.

Jiang Xiaobai felt goosebumps. Could it be that she really saw through his disguise?

He was in disguise!

There was still time before the evening banquet, and Wang He prattled on, showing no intention of returning with Lu Fangran.

Swiftly, Yaran returned to the city lord’s mansion and reported to Lu Yishan, “City Lord, there must be something off about that young man. On closer observation, I noticed his sword aura is dense, several hundred times stronger than that of young master Wang He!”

“Heh heh, it seems a cultivational realm has really flushed out quite a number of people,” Lu Yishan said with a faint smile. “What do you estimate his cultivation level to be?”

“Mid to late stage Earth Immortal… But he seems too inexperienced with his methods. Even if he can conceal his cultivation level, does he really think he’s the only one who can?”

Yaran sneered, “City Lord, are we really not going to make a move tonight?”

“Tonight is merely giving them a chance to live. If they don’t cherish it, then there’s nothing I can do,” Lu Yishan said with an indifferent smile.

In the evening, the city lord’s mansion was brightly lit, a scene of peace and prosperity.

Members of the three great families were all present.

One was there to feast and gather, while the other was to discuss the opening of the secret realm tomorrow.

Jiang Xiaobai and Qiongyu couldn’t attend the feast, as they were assigned to dine with the servants.

There, Jiang Xiaobai truly felt what it meant to be bullied by association.

“Hey kid, talking about you, the new scholar from the Wang Family, right? Aren’t you going to hurry up and offer a toast to the city lord’s steward? If you get on his good side, you’ll have some connections in the city!” a servant from the city lord’s mansion called out to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai rolled his eyes and silently sighed to himself, “Dammit, I’ll never pretend again no matter what!”

Pretending had indeed led to a problem!

A distinguished disciple of Sword Sect, just to enter a cultivation secret realm, had become a servant taking orders, and now even looked down upon by another servant.

This is just ridiculous…

Jiang Xiaobai didn’t want to pay any attention and simply kept to drinking his wine and eating his meat.

Such behavior naturally infuriated the servant from the city lord’s mansion, “You scoundrel, who do you think you are?”

“Merely a servant, a tiny bit knowledgeable, and you think you are something? Don’t you even look at what your cultivation level is!”

“If it weren’t for your decent appearance and a bit of culture, do you think you’d have the chance to be a servant in the Wang Family? What’s there to be smug about?”

The servants here all belonged to the city lord’s mansion and the three great families.

As the strongest family in the city, the servants of the city lord’s mansion were also very domineering.

Each of them pretended to be important; though their strength wasn’t impressive, they were quite arrogant in front of the other families’ servants.

“Enough, they are not our kind of people, just two scholars… But that girl looks good, tonight…” the steward of the city lord’s mansion said with a smile, squinting his eyes.

The other servants also sneered obscenely.

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Qiongyu frowned and glanced at Jiang Xiaobai.

Her eyes were filled with a murderous intent.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand, “There’s no need to care about these fellows; you almost became a saintess of the elf race…”

“Are you looking down on me?” Qiongyu raised an eyebrow.

“No, we just have different perspectives… come on, have a sugar figurine, don’t be angry.”

Jiang Xiaobai passed the sugar figurine he had bought in the afternoon to Qiongyu.

Qiongyu held it in her hand, but a smile flashed in her eyes, and then she put the thing away.

“Eh? You’re not eating it?” Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously.

“Eating a sugar figurine while eating meat and drinking doesn’t fit the occasion,” Qiongyu said, gulping down a mouthful of wine.

She was very happy today.

Thinking of something, she looked at Jiang Xiaobai, “This afternoon, I saw you bought an extra one, was it for Ao Yan?”

“Yes, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen Yan’er; I usually buy her some things as gifts,” Jiang Xiaobai chuckled.

“She’s very fortunate.”

Jiang Xiaobai involuntarily blushed.

Thinking back, since he had traveled here, to marry a woman like her was indeed not bad.

As he pondered, Qiongyu suddenly said, “Would you buy these for friends too?”

“Of course, why wouldn’t I? Look at these…”

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand, producing quite a few trinkets in a jumbled mess.

“I have a brother who likes to pretend to be cultured and doesn’t ask many questions. This book is for him.”

“Look at this cookbook; I have another brother who loves tasty food. I bought it for him to study… And this too, it’s also for a friend…”

Jiang Xiaobai listed one by one, and as Qiongyu watched, a faint mist appeared in her eyes.

She took a deep breath and got her emotions in check, “It seems pretty good to be your friend.”

“Of course, we are friends who would die for each other. Though we can’t see each other right now, it doesn’t matter. Once I deal with the troubles at hand, I’ll go find them… To tell you the truth, actually… I don’t really like breaking through realms; I always felt that Great Achievement was enough…”

Jiang Xiaobai sighed, after all, his Great Achievement realm was more than enough to walk horizontally across the Tianxuan Continent!

No sooner had he finished speaking than he felt someone place a hand on his shoulder.

At the same time, a contemptuous sneer sounded in his ear.

“Scholar, I heard that last night you composed seven poems in seven steps, quite scholarly… come on, write some poetry for us brothers, let us enjoy the elegance of a cultured person’s sentiment!”