#45 - Kneel down and apologize to my sister!
Mu Yang Qingya, a captivating smile playing on her lips, picked up two glasses of wine and walked towards a corner of the banquet hall.
"Qingya!"
Qin Keqing wanted to stop her, but with everyone watching, she couldn't forcibly pull her back.
"Young master, would you do me the honor of sharing a drink with me?"
Mu Yang Qingya gracefully presented a glass of wine to Jun Wuxie, her eyes seemingly capable of emitting sparks.
Coupled with her alluring and beautiful features, it was safe to say that few could resist such charm.
The banquet hall instantly fell silent.
Every man's eyes were practically spitting fire.
Mu Yang Qingya was the number one beauty of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
In the entire capital, countless young talents yearned for a glimpse of her beauty, considering themselves fortunate even to exchange a few words with her.
Now, she was actually taking the initiative to invite that young man in green to drink!
Mu Yang Qingya's actions filled every man in the room who harbored admiration and fantasies about her with a deep sense of frustration.
Jealousy, anger, and other emotions filled their hearts.
"I'm sorry, I don't drink."
Jun Wuxie's voice echoed through the silent banquet hall, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
He refused?
He actually dared to refuse?
In an instant, Mu Yang Qingya's admirers nearly exploded!
Their goddess had taken the initiative to invite that rustic young man in green to drink, and he should have been flattered and felt incredibly fortunate!
But that fellow actually dared to refuse in public, showing the goddess such disrespect!
Why?
What qualifications did he have?
Murong Qi, the heir of one of the four great aristocratic families, had an even more sinister look in his eyes.
With his status as an heir in this capital, he was extremely esteemed, and he was also an elite disciple of the Great River Sword Sect.
With such dual identities, even when he wanted to invite Mu Yang Qingya for a drink, she didn't always grant him the favor.
Now, a country bumpkin was discarding what he desired but couldn't obtain as if it were worthless!
"Young master, you certainly have quite the personality. You're the first person to ever refuse me, Mu Yang Qingya."
Mu Yang Qingya was extremely annoyed in her heart. This was the first time she had invited a man, and she had been rejected in such a way.
But she was unwilling to give up.
She wanted to prove with facts that Ji Yinlan's judgment was nothing special, and that the person she favored would also succumb to beauty.
"Then, young master, may I sit here?"
Mu Yang Qingya seemed to be asking for permission, but as she spoke, she had already sat down opposite Jun Wuxie.
"I'm not the host of the Gathering of Talents, so if you want to sit here, I naturally have no right to stop you. Please, be my guest."
Jun Wuxie picked up a grape, carefully peeled off the skin, and fed it to Xiaoyue Yao.
"Wuxie-gege, who is this jie-jie?"
Xiaoyue Yao curiously looked at the suddenly arrived beautiful jie-jie, blinking her eyes as she asked.
"Gege doesn't know her. Maybe she's a passerby who's tired and came over to rest."
Everyone: …
Mu Yang Qingya: …
She was starting to get angry.
When had she, Mu Yang Qingya, ever been ignored by a man like this, especially by a wandering cultivator with no power or influence?
From the moment she arrived here, that young man hadn't even looked at her directly, as if she were air!
"Why does young master have to keep people at arm's length? I don't seem to have offended you, have I? Why don't we chat and become friends?"
Mu Yang Qingya suppressed the anger in her heart and said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, her admirers immediately felt as if they had been pierced through the heart by an arrow!
How could their proud goddess lower herself to such a degree? This made them feel incredibly angry.
"You haven't offended me?" Jun Wuxie looked at the male animals in the banquet hall whose gazes could devour people and said, "You've made me the target of public criticism."
"It's not my fault that I'm beautiful, is it? Could it be that just because I'm too beautiful, I can't associate with people according to my own preferences? That would be too unfair to me."
"It's not wrong to be beautiful." Jun Wuxie curled his lips into a sneer. "But it's wrong if you're beautiful and think beautifully."
"What does young master mean by that? Qingya doesn't understand."
Jun Wuxie stared at her alluring and beautiful face and said, "You don't understand because you like to play dumb."
"Young master, how can you misunderstand me like that?"
Jun Wuxie looked at her feigned pitiful posture and suddenly leaned his face forward, saying, "It seems that you're someone who likes to invite trouble. Is your face too hot and needs to be pressed against a cold butt to cool down?"
"You're just a wandering cultivator. How dare you speak to me like that?"
Mu Yang Qingya finally couldn't control the anger in her heart anymore and couldn't pretend any longer.
This damned wandering cultivator completely ignored her charm, and every word he said was laced with barbs, leaving her with no way to use her charms. Now, he was directly attacking her personally!
"What's wrong with being a wandering cultivator?" Jun Wuxie glanced at her sideways, feeding Yue Yao grapes as he said, "If you're not convinced, you can be a wandering cultivator too."
"…"
Mu Yang Qingya was so angry that she wanted to kill him.
She was a noble lady of the Mu Yang family, a princess, with a powerful family as her backing. How could she possibly become a wandering cultivator?
How could this hateful fellow make it seem like being a wandering cultivator was an supreme honor worthy of boasting about?
"Hmph, I don't know which small city bumpkin you came from, bringing a little beggar who probably hasn't even eaten grapes before?" Bu Yunfei sneered from afar.
He had lost all face in front of the Gathering of Talents, and now that the wandering cultivator had offended the princess of the Mu Yang family, the goddess in everyone's hearts, it was the perfect opportunity to strike and he couldn't miss it.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the banquet hall looked at them with disdain.
"Wuxie-gege…" When Xiaoyue Yao saw everyone looking at her and gege like that, she immediately felt wronged and tears were about to fall. Lowering her small head, she said, "Did Yue Yao do something wrong…"
"Yue Yao, you didn't do anything wrong. These grapes are meant for people to eat."
Jun Wuxie stroked Xiaoyue Yao's head and comforted her gently.
"A wandering cultivator, bringing a beggar, running to the Gathering of Talents to freeload, doesn't he even look at what kind of place this is!"
Bu Yunfei sneered repeatedly. Anyway, Ji Yinlan hadn't come yet, and even if she did, there were still Mu Yang Qingya and her admirers like Murong Qi to hold her back.
"Gege, Yue Yao won't eat anymore, so they won't make things difficult for you…"
Xiaoyue Yao's tears fell down her face. She regretted being so greedy and causing trouble for gege.
"Yue Yao, don't be afraid." Jun Wuxie comforted her, then looked coldly at Bu Yunfei in the distance and said, "You, come here!"
"What, you want to make a move?"
A hint of ruthlessness appeared in Bu Yunfei's eyes.
He wasn't like Yao Yan, that good-for-nothing at the Initial Stage. He cultivated in the Great River Sword Sect and was an inner disciple, now at the eighth transformation of the Qi Condensation Realm!
Immediately, he walked aggressively towards Jun Wuxie.
Qin Keqing couldn't help but sigh as she saw things develop to this point.
She knew that Jun Wuxie's anger had been completely aroused.
This sister-protecting maniac would become like a madman once his sister was wronged.
"Boy, I'm already here. You want to hit me?"
Bu Yunfei provoked him. As long as the other party dared to make the first move, he would counterattack with thunderous force and cripple him. At that time, even if Ji Yinlan came, he could say it was self-defense and have a reason to stand his ground.
"Kneel down, apologize to my sister, and beg for her forgiveness."
Jun Wuxie stood up, looking at Bu Yunfei with fierce eyes.
"What did you say?"
Bu Yunfei was a little dumbfounded, then burst into laughter, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.
This wandering cultivator actually wanted him to kneel down and apologize to that little beggar?
Hahaha!
The entire banquet hall erupted in laughter.
A wandering cultivator with no power or influence, unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth, actually wanted Bu Yunfei, the young master of the Bu family, one of the six great families of the capital, and an inner disciple of the Great River Sword Sect, to kneel down and apologize.
