The Crazy Son-In-Law

“We don’t really need to go to Riverdale,” Cao Wanqing said playfully.

Confused, Xiao Shun asked, “What do you mean?”

Cao Wanqing reminded him, “Have you forgotten about the party we talked about at Skyward Manor?”

Before he could finish his sentence, Cao Wanqing nodded, cutting him off.

“The Xiang couple used to be prominent figures in the Riverdale film industry, and even though they haven’t been investing in films lately, they still have vast resources. If you establish a relationship with them, the production and filming team issues will be easily resolved.”

“Well, that saves me a lot of trouble.”

With a faint smile, Xiao Shun made up his mind to meet the Xiang couple at the upcoming party in Riverdale.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Eastbrook.

In a massive study resembling a basketball court, two middle-aged men were discussing something amidst a cloud of smoke.

Brushing off the ash from his cigar, Ye Nantian asked his brother Ye Yusen, “Have they arrived in Eastbrook?”

Ye Yusen hurriedly replied, “They must have! Are they here to threaten Eastbrook to join the ‘New School Society’?”

“Heh.”

With a light chuckle, Ye Nantian shook his head slowly.

“He’s not here for that reason, but for something else.”

“What do you mean?” Ye Yusen looked puzzled.

“Recently, Master Nie personally visited this place. Do you know what that means?” Ye Nantian countered.

Shaking his head, Ye Yusen’s confusion remained.

With their contact on the Old School Society side being handled by his elder brother, Ye Nantian focused on managing business affairs. The division of labor between them was clear.

Not wanting to keep his brother guessing, Ye Nantian got straight to the point, “He’s here for the ‘Hanging Flask Inn’s’ medicinal garden.”

Hearing this, Ye Yusen, who had been perplexed, suddenly brightened up.

He was well aware of the details of that medicinal garden, and the information itself was provided to the Old School Society by their Ye family.

Having heard about the establishment of the “Pellet Pavilion” by the ‘New School Society’ from his elder brother not long ago, it wasn’t difficult to connect the dots and deduce what was to come next.

After pondering for a moment, he exclaimed with joy, “Brother, could Master Nie be planning to completely eradicate Xiao Shun within Yashan?”

Ye Nantian smiled and nodded.

“With Master Nie personally leading the way and a team of over ten experts like Mr. Gao by his side, even if Xiao Shun’s cultivation is strong, it would be difficult for him to escape once he reaches Yashan!”

The fact that Xiao Shun possessed “Anterior” cultivation left even veteran martial artists like Ye Nantian impressed!

Having trained in martial arts for over fifty years, he was only a mere “Posterior” martial artist now.

For Xiao Shun, at just over twenty years old, to possess such cultivation was truly remarkable, evoking awe in people’s hearts.

But that was all there was to it.

With Master Nie personally leading the charge and accompanied by many high-ranking members of the Old School Society, it was an incredibly formidable lineup!

After hearing Ye Nantian’s words, Ye Yusen sneered.

“Heh heh, with Master Nie personally taking the lead, even if Xiao Shun has three heads and six arms, he won’t escape unscathed!”

“Naturally, it’s best for this matter to be resolved quickly. My little Eastbrook can’t accommodate such powerful individuals.” Ye Nantian chuckled helplessly.

Neither Master Nie nor Xiao Shun were individuals he, a small-time figure, could afford to provoke.

After all, one was the head of the Old School Society, and the other was the leader of the ‘New School Society,’ with statuses and strengths far surpassing those of Ye Nantian, the Grass Head King.

Moreover, in a few days, the annual “Film Arts Festival” would be held.

If something were to go wrong, as the organizer, he would bear some responsibility.

Suddenly, Ye Yusen remembered something and asked, “Brother, when will the Xiang couple arrive?”NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“They should come after the arts festival ends, probably the first week of the next month,” Ye Nantian replied.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yusen followed up with another question, “Will Master Nie attend the meeting to discuss the film at that time?”

“No,” Ye Nantian shook his head. “It will be Principal Qiu who will handle that matter.”

The next morning.

Eastbrook high-speed railway station.

Master Ning Zhiyuan and his disciple finally returned to this familiar city, but they did not feel the usual sense of homecoming; instead, they felt lost and uneasy.

“Master, where should we go first?”

Carrying their luggage, Hu Bugui asked softly.

After a moment of contemplation, Ning Zhiyuan made a decision.

“Let’s go see Mr. Xiao first. There are Old School Society’s informants all over Eastbrook, and if we boldly visit our old friends, we will likely be discovered.”

With that, he led the way towards the exit.

Observing his master’s actions, Hu Bugui knew better than to say more and hurried to catch up.

After a bumpy ride, when they set foot on solid ground again, they found themselves outside the magnificent Lakevue Hotel.

Seeing fans standing guard and showing support for their idol at the entrance, Hu Bugui was slightly surprised.

“These people…”

Waving his hand, Ning Zhiyuan patted his disciple’s shoulder

Assistant: “It’s none of our business; let’s just go in and find Mr. Xiao.”

Subsequently, the two of them briskly entered the hotel.

Silently, master and disciple arrived at the door of Suite 8 on the 18th floor, lightly ringing the doorbell.

Before long, a crisp and pleasant voice came from inside.

“Who is it?”

Ning Zhiyuan paused, then took a few steps back to check the room number hanging beside the door.

Once confirmed, his expression became even more puzzled.

This was clearly Mr. Xiao’s room, so why was there a woman’s voice coming from inside?

Just as he was perplexed, the door cracked open slightly, and a wrapped head suddenly flashed out from the gap.

“Who are you looking for?”

Observing this, Ning Zhiyuan hesitated slightly, “Um… is Mr. Xiao here?”

“Mr. Xiao?” The other person repeated this title in confusion before finally realizing, “Are you looking for Xiao Shun?”

“Yes, exactly!” Ning Zhiyuan nodded repeatedly.

“Please wait a moment; I’ll go get him.”

With that, the door closed once more.

Tapping lightly on Xiao Shun’s door, Cao Wanqing whispered, “There are two people outside looking for you.”

At that moment, Xiao Shun was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing meditation. A small Wind Spirit was floating beside him.

The Wind Spirit, originally the size of his palm, had now shrunk to the size of a fingernail, indicating that he was absorbing it rapidly.

Hearing the noise from outside, Xiao Shun made a hand gesture, and then he swiftly caught the falling Wind Spirit in his hand. His figure sitting on the bed disappeared in an instant.

When he reappeared at the door, the visitors had already arrived.

From his extraordinary movement, it was evident that Xiao Shun had made some progress recently!