"We're almost at Zhuxi Village, how could we encounter such terrible weather!"
Lu San, sitting in the car, looked at the torrential rain outside the window and the constant thunder, his brows furrowed, and said with a shiver.
Long Xingyun chuckled, "I love this kind of interesting weather!"
"The most common trope in films and television, whenever a hero is about to fight an enemy, the weather turns for the worse!"
"This atmosphere suits my mood perfectly, the only pity is that the opponent is too weak!"
Hearing this, Lu San burst into laughter.
"Young Master Long is absolutely right!"
He said, "I hope that Cheng Xiaofan can be a bit stronger, at least he should be able to exchange a few rounds with Young Master Long to make it interesting!"
"If it's over in less than a round, it would be truly disappointing!"
"However, there's nothing that can be done, with your strength, Young Master Long, that boy truly has no chance to fight back!"
Upon hearing this, Long Xingyun sighed slightly, "For many years, I've truly wanted to meet an equally matched master, to fight a great battle of three hundred rounds under such wind and rain, wouldn't that be exhilarating!"
He then instructed Lu San again, "Steward Lu, when we reach Zhuxi Village and I engage Cheng Xiaofan, set up a livestream. Film the entire process of me defeating Cheng Xiaofan."
"At that time, I want Bai Yiling to see that that fellow surnamed Cheng is a complete weakling, he's not even fit to carry my shoes in front of me!"
"I want to make Cheng Xiaofan an indelible shadow in her heart, and also to make her clearly understand that in this world, only I, Young Master Long, can marry her!"
"Yes, Young Master Long, I will take great care in this livestream, not missing a single detail."
Lu San said obsequiously, "My only concern is whether I can subdue that Sky-Breaking Eagle and Naughty Pack!"
Long Xingyun raised an eyebrow and laughed triumphantly, "Haha, these divine birds and exotic beasts, they all respect strength. As soon as I defeat their master and make him cry and beg for mercy on his knees, they will naturally recognize me as their master!"
"Right, right, Young Master Long is absolutely right!" Lu San immediately clapped and agreed.
In a short while.
The car arrived at the bridgehead of Zhuxi Village.
At the bridgehead stood an uncle in his forties or fifties, dressed in a blue coarse cloth robe, with black cloth shoes with white soles on his feet, and holding a red oil-paper umbrella.
The man stood firm, blocking the car from passing.
The driver honked several times, but the man remained deaf to it, standing motionless.
Lu San had to roll down the car window and shouted at the man, "Are you deaf? Why are you blocking the road and not letting us pass? Do you want the car to run you over!"
The man narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "What kind of language are you using?"
Lu San angrily replied, "This is how I talk, what about it?"
The man let out a cold laugh and said, "Someone who speaks so arrogantly, you must be someone from Long Xingyun's party, right?"
Lu San was stunned and asked, "How did you know?"
The man said, "Cheng Xiaofan told me. He specifically asked me to come to the bridgehead to greet you."
Lu San asked, "Where is Cheng Xiaofan?"
The man said, "He's in the back mountain, he told me to lead you there!"
With that said, the earth god turned around and strode forward, leading the car to move ahead.
"Interesting, this man's legs are so fast, he must know some martial arts!"
Long Xingyun watched the earth god in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and said, "Since this man is Cheng Xiaofan's friend, it's likely Cheng Xiaofan also knows some martial arts."
"Very good, otherwise, my arrival here today would be too lonely!"
The car entered the village.
"What a beautiful car!"
"Look, these cars are heading to the back mountain!"
"These must be cars from President Bai's company!"
"There have been many cars going to the back mountain lately!"
The rain this afternoon was so heavy that the villagers couldn't go out to work. They stood at their doorways, watching the cars drive by.
The red oil-paper umbrella held by the earth god was no ordinary umbrella.
As he walked past the villagers, no one could see him.
Only Long Xingyun and Lu San and others could see him.
Therefore, the villagers could only see the cars driving past, but not the person leading the way in front of the cars.
...
"Long Xingyun's cars will be here soon!"
In the pavilion on the back mountain, Cheng Xiaofan and Bai Yiling sat side by side by the window. His x-ray vision penetrated the rain and the village, clearly seeing five cars, led by the earth god, approaching.
"How did you know?" Bai Yiling asked curiously.
Cheng Xiaofan smiled faintly, "I can already hear their cars."
Bai Yiling looked at the strange creature sitting beside her with immense astonishment. All she could hear were the sounds of wind, rain, and deafening thunder.
Where were the sounds of cars?
Even if there were car sounds, they were drowned out by the wind and rain.
But as soon as she thought of this, she saw a line of cars approaching from afar.
"Ah, you were right, the cars are coming!" Bai Yiling said in surprise.
It was strange, after drinking the happy wine brewed by Cheng Xiaofan, all her worries about the arrival of Long Xingyun and his party had vanished.
In her mind, it seemed that people from hidden aristocratic families posed no threat to Cheng Xiaofan.
Strange!
Why did she have such a thought?
Even she herself didn't understand what was happening!
Could it be the wine?
Yes, it must be.
Otherwise, why would it be called happy wine?
In the blink of an eye, the five cars had reached the foot of the mountain.
And the earth god had long since disappeared as these cars drove towards them.
The doors of the five cars opened simultaneously, and Long Xingyun, surrounded by a group of men in black, appeared before Cheng Xiaofan's eyes.
Rumble!
Another thunderclap boomed in the sky.
The wind howled and the rain poured.
"Cheng Xiaofan, come out!"
From the foot of the mountain, Long Xingyun's voice instantly drowned out the sounds of wind, rain, and thunder.
It seemed to pierce through people's eardrums.
Cheng Xiaofan slowly walked out of the pavilion, with Bai Yiling following closely behind.
The moment Long Xingyun saw her, his face changed drastically, and he roared angrily, "Bai Yiling, have you come here and are you living in this small shed with that fellow surnamed Cheng?"
Before Bai Yiling could answer, Cheng Xiaofan took his words and smiled faintly, "Long Xingyun, so what if we are?"
"You!"
Long Xingyun roared in extreme anger, "Fellow surnamed Cheng, Bai Yiling is the woman I desire. If you dare to have designs on her, you are simply tired of living!"
Hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan shook his head and said, "Long Xingyun, you misunderstand. Yiling and I are merely like brother and sister. You are overthinking things!"
"However, I also advise you, a forced melon is not sweet. Since my sister Yiling does not fancy you, you should not force it. Just go back!"