The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 351: The Future Brother-in-Law Must Not Be Hurt

Chapter 351: The Future Brother-in-Law Must Not Be Hurt

The young man extended his hand, making a "come" gesture. "Yes! All of you, come at me together. I’ll teach you a lesson!"

His arrogance incited the disciples’ anger, and they were determined to teach this young man a lesson. Seeing his stable stance, they realized he had some training.

They exchanged glances, silently agreeing not to play fair. They immediately spread out, forming an attacking formation.

"Attack!"

At someone’s shout, they rushed forward, swinging their fists at the young man. His expression remained resolute, showing no fear.

Despite their coordinated assault, he quickly targeted the weakest among them, launching a sudden attack at his face. With a dodge and a pull, he dragged that disciple forward, using him as a shield. The other disciples, surprised by his speed, held back their punches to avoid hitting their comrade.

Taking advantage of the moment, the young man used both his fists and feet, swiftly knocking all of them down. Though he didn’t use excessive force, he struck their acupoints, making their bodies numb and unable to stand.

A one-on-four fight, and the result was clear.

Young Master Zhao observed the young man’s skillful moves, his expression lighting up as he clapped. "Well done!"

Being a martial artist himself, he could tell the young man not only trained diligently but also had great talent, integrating various techniques seamlessly.

Hearing the applause, the young man turned around. A few rays of sunlight fell on his face, making his confident and spirited appearance unforgettable.

Young Master Zhao recognized him and exclaimed, "It’s you?"

Wasn’t this his sister’s beloved?

In person, he was even more handsome than the portrait!

Chu Yang was momentarily confused. "Do you know me, sir?"

Young Master Zhao quickly composed himself. "Oh, you look like a friend of mine. I mistook you for him."

"I am the junior master of the Flame Sect. My disciples were undisciplined, and I apologize for their behavior. After investigating the matter, I will ensure the elders properly punish and educate them."

Chu Yang smiled. "With your words, I am reassured. I did not intend to challenge the Flame Sect but was concerned about its reputation due to my acquaintance with Master Zhao."

"May I ask your name?"

Chu Yang cupped his hands. "I am the fourth son of the Mansion of Marquis Anyang."

Young Master Zhao felt even more conflicted. "So, it’s Fourth Young Master Chu. My apologies for the disrespect."

He returned the bow, carefully observing the intense red aura around Chu Yang, which was very strong. It was indeed as Changying had mentioned—he had found the right person in the Capital.

But why... why was this person the fourth son of the Chu family?

If he were an ordinary commoner, he could be taken away quietly without causing a stir. But Chu Yang was a noble, the Ninth Princess’s brother. If this matter were exposed, the entire Flame Sect would be in danger. The Red Leaf Villa was a warning example.

Chu Yang noticed his sudden change in expression and felt a bit worried. "Junior Master, is it about your sister..."

He was still somewhat concerned about Zhao Lingfu.

Young Master Zhao’s eyes deepened. "Her illness hasn’t improved. The doctor said... she has only a few days left."

Chu Yang bit his lip, unable to hide his sadness. Mortal lives were indeed fragile.

Therefore, he trained diligently, living a life without regret, making the most of his time in the mortal world.

"My second brother’s store just received some top-quality ginseng. I’ll get some for Junior Master. It might have miraculous effects for Miss Zhao," Chu Yang said, still hopeful.

Young Master Zhao felt even more conflicted.

The young man before him was not only handsome and responsible but also had a good character. No wonder his sister was fond of him.

"Fourth Young Master," Young Master Zhao tentatively asked, "I have a favor to ask of you. If you could help, my sister’s journey in the afterlife might be easier. Would you be willing?"

Chu Yang felt sorry for Zhao Lingfu, who had such a short life. The Flame Sect was a reputable sect, and as a straightforward martial artist, he agreed without hesitation. "Of course, I’d be willing! My sixth sister is also quite skilled at conducting ceremonies."

Young Master Zhao quickly interjected, "I’ve already made arrangements. The Ninth Princess need not be troubled. The Taoist said we need to gather one hundred blessing banners to ensure my sister can cross the Bridge of Helplessness easily."

"That’s simple," Chu Yang said. "But my handwriting isn’t great. I hope you don’t mind."

Young Master Zhao finally smiled. "I’m grateful for your help, Fourth Young Master. I wouldn’t mind at all."

He signaled his subordinates to make arrangements. Soon, they prepared the banners and writing tools.

Chu Yang entered the room and wrote a single line: "May Lingfu be healthy and safe in the next life, and live a long life."

Though he wasn’t as learned as his third brother, this was his best blessing.

Young Master Zhao stared at the sentence for a long time before murmuring, "With you by her side, she will surely be healthy and safe, and live a long life in her next life."

Chu Yang was puzzled. "What?"

But as he moved slightly, he felt weak, his vision darkening, and the figures before him blurred and overlapped.

"Poison?" Chu Yang’s body went limp. He tried to draw a knife to cut his arm.

Young Master Zhao didn’t understand why Chu Yang wanted to harm himself, but as his sister’s beloved and future brother-in-law, he couldn’t let Chu Yang get hurt.

"Brother-in-law," Young Master Zhao said, easily disarming the weakened Chu Yang, "if you get hurt, my sister will be heartbroken."

Brother-in-law?!

Chu Yang’s heart pounded with fear. He realized Young Master Zhao’s intentions, but before he could say a word, he blacked out.

A disciple quickly supported him. "Junior Master, he is the fourth son of the Mansion of Marquis Anyang. We can’t afford to offend him."

Young Master Zhao’s expression remained indifferent. "He is the right person, my sister’s beloved. It’s fate that we met him as soon as I arrived in the Capital."

The disciple looked troubled. "Junior Master, even fate cannot withstand the wrath of the Marquis and the Ninth Princess. Have you forgotten the fate of the Red Leaf Villa?"

"Red Leaf Villa’s siblings were careless," Young Master Zhao said, looking at the blessing banner with a low voice. "I will be careful. I won’t let the Marquis or the Ninth Princess know the truth."

Fortunately, he had a communication talisman from Changying.

Upon hearing that Young Master Zhao had found the right person, Changying was pleased, thinking the deal was close. But when he urgently called her to the Capital, she grew anxious. Yet, with money almost in hand, she couldn’t back out at the last moment.

After ensuring Young Master Zhao would pay for the teleportation talisman, Changying used it. Seeing Chu Yang, she was shocked and took several steps back. "You’re crazy! How dare you touch someone from the Mansion of Marquis Anyang!"