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Chapter 154 - 145: A peerless beauty, a sensational dance (subscription requested)

Chapter 154: Chapter 145: A peerless beauty, a sensational dance (subscription requested)

The Purple Dragon King and his daughter, the Flower Fanatic Feng Ling’er, settled down in Yuzhu Villa.

They stayed on the western side, which was the most dilapidated part of Yuzhu Villa, the part even Duan Yun and Shen Ying shunned.

These two women, who normally insisted on having red carpets and flower petals spread before them just to sit on the ground, ended up residing in such a rundown room.

During the night, the western area of Yuzhu Villa was silent, not much different than usual.

But the thought of all those beauties there, one of whom was ill, made Duan Yun somewhat restless.

Feng Ling’er, the sister of the Murong brothers, was the very patient that the Murong brothers had designated.

Their western area was not far from his cellar.

It was a pity that even the usually daring Duan Yun found it inappropriate to make a move on a daughter in front of her mother.

Besides, the Flower Fanatic’s mother was definitely not someone to mess with.

Seeing Duan Yun glance over there from time to time, Shen Ying erupted in anger, unable to hold back her sneer: "Stop looking, your eyes are about to pop out."

Duan Yun pondered seriously: "What kind of person is the Purple Dragon King after all? Does she like to play with water?"

Shen Ying looked at Duan Yun as if he were a pervert: "Why do you care so much about someone else’s grown-up daughter?"

"I didn’t expect you to be such a sick pervert, Xiatou!"

With that, she walked off!

Duan Yun stood there, baffled, and said, "I’m just a newbie here, unaware of the senior’s past, just asking a question."

"Why don’t you ask someone else then? Xiatou!"

With that, there was a clanging sound as doors and windows shut.

Duan Yun stood there, blinking his eyes.

Family, who understands, being called Xiatou by a Xiatou woman in the middle of the night.

In the morning, Duan Yun woke up to the rich scent of cooking.

His first thought was tomato beef brisket, cooked very fragrantly.

Xiatou Ying was indeed splurging, having such a nice breakfast.

But when he eagerly got out of bed, he found only greens and tofu with a dish of sauerkraut, and the aroma drifted over from the west.

No need to think twice, he knew the scent belonged to Feng Ling’er’s place.

Shen Ying looked at him and said, "Are you really eager to go over there?"

Duan Yun hastily picked up his watery rice and began to eat, saying, "I’m definitely not thinking of going there."

At that moment, a fragrant breeze wafted in the doorway.

Last night’s Jade Foot Flower Girl appeared at the door, respectfully saying, "The Lady says it is an intrusion on both of you, inviting you two over for a meal."

Duan Yun excitedly stood up, but then sat down again at the sight of Shen Ying’s scowling face.

He said, "We’re already eating, please convey to the Lady it’s unnecessary to trouble herself on our behalf."

The Jade Foot Flower Girl was about to leave but then Shen Ying stood up and said, "Please tell the Lady we will freshen up and will be right over."

"Very well."

The Jade Girl stood aside, waiting with respect.

Duan Yun looked at Shen Ying with a puzzled expression.

This woman’s thoughts are truly...

Shen Ying glared at him and said, "What are you looking at me for? Only an idiot would pass up good food. Besides, if we don’t go, I’m sure someone would be itching with anxiety."

Duan Yun quickly got busy, tidying himself up.

After they were ready, they followed the flower girl toward the western residence.

Before they even arrived, the delicate fragrance of Gardenia flowers slowly wafted toward them.

To think, in this season on the verge of early winter, when the spring flowers had long turned to mud and the winter plum blossoms were yet to appear, it was hard to smell any fragrance of flowers.

Let alone the springtime scent of Gardenias.

But when Duan Yun and Shen Ying reached the formerly most dilapidated west residence, they were both stunned for a moment.

Duan Yun even stepped back to look again, assuring himself that it was indeed the same wall.

Now the western residence, blooming with Gardenias and exuding a fresh floral scent, had transformed the entire place into something unfamiliar.

Deeply unfamiliar.

The ragged walls had become smooth and clean, the floor tiles seemed to have been polished, exuding a jade-like sheen, and the previously hole-ridden doors and windows were totally renewed, some even with gold and jade borders.

Palace lanterns dotted the ground, branches trembling in the breeze, making Duan Yun and Shen Ying feel as though they had entered a dream.

Just overnight, they could have believed this place was the imperial palace.

Before Duan Yun had thought these two women seemed quite aloof, somewhat germophobic, wondering how they could get used to such a shabby house. Who would have thought, there was no need to get used to it, it was only them who lived in a shabby house.

Inside the room, the Lady in purple and Feng Ling’er in a flowered dress sat there, making the room brighten as if bathed in spring light.

"Please come in," the Purple Dragon King beckoned.

Duan Yun and Shen Ying entered.

The table was set with seven dishes and one soup, the centerpiece being the tomato beef brisket that Duan Yun had smelled earlier.

Upon seeing this dish, Duan Yun sat down unceremoniously.

Feng Ling’er sat opposite him, her face showing dissatisfaction.

No one likes to be shot in the buttocks, especially a woman as proud as she is.

This time, she had come with her mother primarily to settle accounts with the Murong brothers, but Duan Yun’s sword had also left a mark she could not forget.

Unfortunately, her mother did not take action to teach him a lesson, and though she wanted to make up for it herself, she dared not.

Just like the first time she encountered this guy, she casually displayed her power, wanting to torment him, thinking he was just a tool to make the Murong brothers suffer. But in the end, it was her own behind that blossomed in pain.

Especially just after her behind was pierced through, her hatred for Duan Yun even surpassed that for the Murong brothers.

Duan Yun, on the other hand, didn’t care about her, because all he had eyes for was the beef.

At the large dining table with only four people, Duan Yun really didn’t hold back, eating half of the tomato braised brisket by himself.

One has to admit, the cooking of this dish was just perfect, the brisket was cooked just right, with the tender beef mixed with elastic tendons, blended with the rich tomato sauce, giving a burst of flavor.

The rest of the dishes were naturally exquisite as well.

The Purple Robe Dragon King kept smiling as she watched him eat, seemingly in a good mood.

After the meal, Duan Yun and Shen Ying left.

Shen Ying wanted to mock him for being inexperienced, but then she thought about it; this guy really wasn’t worldly, and she hadn’t really prepared beef for him usually, so it did not seem right to mock him.

After Duan Yun and Shen Ying left, only the Purple Robe Dragon King and Feng Ling’er remained in the room.

The Purple Robe Dragon King slightly parted her red lips and asked, "Ling’er, what do you think of him?"

"Who are you talking about?" Feng Ling’er asked, puzzled.

"Of course, the one you’ve been glaring at all morning," said the Purple Robe Dragon King slowly.

"Him! Despicable! Shameless! To actually have the face to come here for a meal!"

As she spoke, Feng Ling’er’s prominent chest heaved with anger, indicating how furious she was.

If it weren’t for the fact that this guy was somewhat pleasing to the eye, which diminished her anger slightly, she would probably have already smashed a bowl of rice on the head of this villain who had injured her behind!

She really couldn’t understand why her mother would invite this guy for a meal, nor why he actually had the gall to show up.

The whole situation seemed so absurd: a strange man pierced through your behind, and when you and your mother encountered him, not only did she not deal with him, but she also invited him to share a meal, and he actually came. The more she thought about it, the more something felt off.

It was then that the Purple Robe Dragon King said, "How do you think he compares to the Murong brothers?"

"Just as despicable, just as hateful! Compared to them, he is even worse. Who targets a woman’s behind like that!" Feng Ling’er said unrestrainedly.

Yet at that moment, the Purple Robe Dragon King actually smiled slightly and said, "Good."

...

The Purple Robe Dragon King and Feng Ling’er settled down in Yuzhu Villa, and apart from that one breakfast, there were no other interactions.

The Purple Robe Dragon King brought a number of servants and did not appear in front of Duan Yun and Shen Ying again.

In fact, both parties were waiting for someone.

A key person.

The Murong brothers.

Shen Ying couldn’t help but mock, "If the Murong brothers knew you claimed not to be close to him, they would surely be hopping mad and hit you."

Duan Yun said, "That’s just a temporary excuse. Who asked for his sister and stepmother to be so difficult to provoke?"

At night, after Duan Yun absorbed Moonlight in the courtyard and was about to go to sleep, he discovered that there was a multicolored glow at the graveyard side.

He couldn’t help but wonder curiously, "What is that?"

Shen Ying, after brushing her teeth, came over and seeing this scene, said, "Doesn’t it look like the glow of jewels?"

"Jewels?"

"Let’s go, quick, let’s go take a look!"

Duan Yun dashed off without a pause.

Before, he, Shen Ying, and the Murong brothers joked that with so many people buried here, the feng shui must be exceptionally good, perhaps there was a grand tomb beneath, filled with countless treasures.

At the time, both Shen Ying and the Murong brothers thought he was going crazy for money, but now it seemed it might be true!

Shen Ying employed her movement technique and trailed behind, feeling it was outrageous.

The graveyard, much like a chaotic burial hill, was filled with the remains of penniless and powerless common folks; some didn’t even have a coffin. How could there be any jewels?

Atop the graveyard, the two rapidly moved among the black bamboo and quickly approached.

Afterward, Shen Ying saw something even more absurd than jewels coming to life.

A series of glazed lamps formed a circle, emitting multicolored lights.

And right in the center of the multicolored lights, the Purple Robe Dragon King, Feng Ling’er’s mother, was dancing atop the grave mounds.

Next to the glazed lamps, those two barbarian girl musicians from before were also continuously playing, accompanying their master, the Purple Robe Dragon King, in her graveyard dance.

Seeing this scene, both Duan Yun and Shen Ying were dumbfounded.

This was more astonishing than suddenly discovering a pile of treasures on the dilapidated graveyard.

In the dead of night, the bewitching and peerless Purple Robe Dragon King was actually dancing on a grave? Could this be some sort of ghost-dispelling ceremony?

The dark night, the black bamboo standing like specters, the colorful glazed lamplights, and the dance of the beautiful Purple Robe woman, all made up a bizarre and outlandish scene.

Having been in the Martial World for so long, Duan Yun thought he had grown accustomed to its absurdities and oddities.

But the scene before him still took him by surprise.

Primarily because of the enthralling visage of the Lady in Purple Robes, he felt like he was witnessing a ludicrous dream.

Which renowned, enchanting beauty would do such a thing?

He and Shen Ying pinched each other to confirm that they were not dreaming.

At that moment, Duan Yun saw Feng Ling’er.

She was standing quietly under a clump of black bamboo, silently watching everything her mother was doing, her eyes slightly reddened.

What in the world was going on?

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