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September was scorching hot, but Lan Tian felt an icy cold throughout his body, a penetrating, bone-chilling cold.

Because at the gathering, he saw Liu Chengxiang, that self-proclaimed Yin Yang Master, Liu Chengxiang!

The Lan Family's charity dinner wasn't open to just anyone—it required a certain status to attend.

With Liu Chengxiang present, Lan Tian realized he truly was the renowned Yin Yang Master of Jindu.

Lan Hetu had earlier consoled himself by claiming the man was all talk and not the real Liu Chengxiang.

Now, Lan Tian just wanted to find a secluded corner to hide in.

But he also understood that hiding was utterly useless in such a situation.

Lan Tian looked around for Lan Hetu, wanting to share the news with him, but instead saw Lan Hetu and others marching towards a certain place.

Upon closer inspection, Lan Tian's pupils contracted sharply.

That was... Li Xiaoyao!

Lan Hetu was happy because Xiao Ya had also attended the dinner, but he was also very angry because there was a man by Xiao Ya's side that had come out of nowhere.

Seeing Xiao Ya's daughter-like smiling face in front of him, Lan Hetu's anger rose by another three inches instantaneously.

Xiao Ya could chat and laugh with anyone, but everyone knew that was just her mature way of interacting with the world.

No one had ever seen Xiao Ya so intimate with a man, showing the most genuine smile.

But now, Lan Hetu had seen it, only Xiao Ya wasn't smiling at him.

A few figures appeared before him, Li Xiaoyao looked up and saw them, unfamiliar, never seen before.

However, the undisguised hostility in the other party's eyes let Li Xiaoyao know they were looking for trouble.

Xiao Ya, on the other hand, recognized these people at a glance and greeted them with a smile, "Young Master Lan."

Lan Hetu responded with a smile, his gaze quickly shifting to Li Xiaoyao, his voice hostile as he asked, "And you are?"

Li Xiaoyao glanced at him, then turned his attention away, leisurely sipping tea, as if he hadn't heard the question.

Lan Hetu's brow furrowed slightly, and Lan Lan by his side huffed, "Hey, my third brother is talking to you. How can you be so ill-mannered? Are you a deaf person?"

Xiao Ya's brow slightly wrinkled, barely perceptible.

Li Xiaoyao put down his teacup and asked, "Do I know you?"

The group was taken aback, and before they could speak, Li Xiaoyao continued, "I don't know you, nor do I want to. So, don't bother me."

"Quite arrogant!" Lan Hetu smirked, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"I wanted to have a proper conversation with you, but since you have this attitude, I'm not going to play the gentleman with you," Lan Hetu said as he took out a box of unmarked cigarettes, slowly lighting one with an elegant, mature motion that attracted the attention of many girls who were already watching him.

He exhaled a stream of thin smoke, pointing with the hand holding the cigarette at Li Xiaoyao, saying, "Xiao Ya is the woman I've set my sights on. I don't like other men getting too close to her. Do you understand that?"

"Lan Hetu!" Xiao Ya rarely showed anger, her chest rising and falling gently, "Don't use your playboy tricks on me; I'm not interested in you."

"Ah Ya, we are well-matched in social status. If I propose to Uncle Xiao, he would certainly agree. As for this nobody of a kid, I'll make sure he learns what happens when he interferes with you and me," Lan Hetu thought angrily. He was an outstanding man, but at this moment, he was being scolded by an equally outstanding woman, and all his rage shifted towards Li Xiaoyao in an instant.

"Noise!"

Li Xiaoyao gently set his teacup down, stood up, and with a cold glare, he looked at Lan Hetu only once, causing the latter to become momentarily bewildered, his face turning pale as if struck hard, staggering back several steps with his body swaying uncontrollably.

Lan Lan and Lan Xinyu hurriedly supported him, concerned, "Third Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Lan Hetu broke free from the two women, his gaze horrified as he looked at Li Xiaoyao.

What just happened? Why did I feel like I was in the Arctic ice field when he looked at me? It must be an illusion!

From afar, the people gathered around Liu Chengxiang became infuriated at the sight of Li Xiaoyao being troubled by the younger members of the Lan Family, saying, "Humph, Lan Hetu, that blind fool, dares to disrespect Uncle Li like this!"

The eldest apprentice leaned back in his chair, casually remarking, "Uncle Li is quite the charmer too."

"He is new to Jindu, and there are some things he may not understand, but regardless, he is an honorary elder of the Xuan Sect, and we will not tolerate any insult to him from outsiders. Xiaosheng, you go handle this." Liu Chengxiang finally spoke up. Although he didn't particularly like Li Xiaoyao, as a Cultivator, he always stood up for his own sect.

"Alright, watch how I teach that guy a lesson." Fu Xiaosheng cracked his knuckles, his face full of excitement as if he was about to do something momentous.

The three hurried over, Yun Yue leading with a sharp yell, jumping in front of Li Xiaoyao. She glared at the Lan Family members and demanded, "Lan Hetu, how dare you have the audacity to be so rude to my master?"

The lagging Mu Ming thumped his chest in frustration, "Sister grabbed the lead again."

Fu Xiaosheng equally resigned, "Sister always does this, it makes us lose face."

Yun Yue didn't care about them and, with hands on hips and wagging finger, she berated the befuddled faces of the Lan Family, "Kneel down and apologize to my master immediately!"

Fu Xiaosheng and Mu Ming came over, first giving Li Xiaoyao a junior's greeting before turning their gaze toward Lan Hetu, saying sternly, "Is Uncle Li someone for you to insult? Have you been away from the world so long that you've forgotten how to write the word manners?"

The members of the Lan Family, having regained their composure, retorted, "Yun Yue keeps your dirty mouth clean. Others may fear the Yun Family, but we of the Lan Family do not."

Lan Lan looked on with a weird expression, huffing, "One uncle here, another uncle there, Yun Yue, are you guys addicted to role-playing? Should we bring you a big bed to perform a live show?"

Yun Yue had never heard such venomous words, and instantly furious, just then, Li Xiaoyao's cold voice came from behind.

"Slap her face!"

With Li Xiaoyao's support, Yun Yue's confidence surged, "Yes, Uncle Li!"

Before Lan Lan could react, Yun Yue had already moved in close, her fair, slender palm accurately striking Lan Lan's face.

"Slap!"

The delicate face now bore the clear imprint of five fingers.

"Sister's slap was like the hand of God, declaring she would strike her left cheek and never missing the right, beautifully done!"

"Just now, witnessing Sister's graceful form and skillful wrist in action, it must be that Sister has truly entered the Warrior Realm."

Mu Ming and Fu Xiaosheng bantered back-and-forth like a comedy duo.

Lan Lan was stunned for several seconds before she realized what had happened and quickly clutched her cheek, her eyes reddening instantly as she said with a tearful voice, "You dared to hit me?"

Yun Yue lifted her chin, disdainfully replying, "So what if I did? Dare to curse one more time, and I'll continue to slap you. Try me."

Lan Lan opened her mouth but did not dare to go on; instead, she turned to Lan Hetu with a look of grievance, hoping he would avenge her slap.

Lan Hetu was seething inside, "Yun Yue, you dare to strike!"

"That little bastard dared to insult my master, so I hit her. If you dare, curse him too, and I'll hit you just the same," Yun Yue said nonchalantly, her demeanor that of a tough girl.

Li Xiaoyao stepped forward from behind, saying indifferently, "Leave immediately, don't stand here contaminating my view."

[Thank you for the support from "Not Feeling the Pain" (Qiu) and the reward from the Burning Emperor, seeking for recommendation tickets~ and rewards~]