“Who! Who dares…”
Zhong Wuhen, still fuming, turned around, ready to scold the person who had entered his room uninvited. But when he saw who it was, he froze on the spot.
“What, I’m not allowed in your room?” Li Zhirou looked at her son, whose temperament had changed drastically, her tone also turning cold. “Since when did you learn to vent your emotions on women?”
This was something Li Zhirou had always detested and looked down upon.
And this did not stem from sympathy for women.
Rather, such actions, in her eyes, were nothing but a demonstration of a man's incompetence and cowardice.
Yet now, her own son had become such a person.
How could she not be angry!
Upon hearing Li Zhirou’s words, Zhong Wuhen knew what had happened. At the same time, he understood his mother very well. His actions would definitely displease her.
Thinking thus, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.
“Those two wenches, daring to complain, I…”
*Slap!*
As Zhong Wuhen was contemplating how to deal with the two women in his heart, Li Zhirou’s slap landed on his face.
The stinging pain on his face brought Zhong Wuhen back to his senses abruptly.
“Thinking of how to deal with those two women!” Li Zhirou directly voiced Zhong Wuhen's innermost thoughts.
“I…”
At this moment, looking at his mother before him, Zhong Wuhen felt a fear from the deepest part of his heart slowly surfacing.
He had almost forgotten how his mother had, step by step, taken control of the entire Zhong family.
That’s right, controlled it.
Although on the surface, it seemed that Zhong Wuhen’s father was in charge of the Zhong family, in reality, only a few people knew that the true helmsman of the Zhong family was actually the family matriarch who usually kept a low profile – Li Zhirou.
Even Zhong Wuhen’s grandfather would heed Li Zhirou’s advice.
“I’ve told you many times, never let your emotions show on your face so easily!” Li Zhirou’s tone remained cold, but her face showed no emotional fluctuation. “Your eyes just now told me what was in your heart. Therefore, I don’t want to see this happen again.”
Hearing this, Zhong Wuhen trembled, then immediately knelt before Li Zhirou and said with his head bowed:
“I was wrong.”
Li Zhirou ignored him, instead glancing at the scattered glass fragments in the room, then pointed to a spot and said indifferently:
“Kneel there!”
Zhong Wuhen followed the direction his mother pointed. When he saw the dense shards of glass, a chill ran down his spine.
“Come to the study to see me in three hours.”
Li Zhirou paid no attention to Zhong Wuhen’s reaction, coldly dropped a sentence, and left his room.
Zhong Wuhen stood up and walked to the pile of glass fragments.
He dared not hesitate. With a solemn expression, gritting his teeth, he directly knelt down.
“Ah!”
…
Ye Ming prepared the dishes, and the women upstairs, smelling the aroma, also came down one after another.
“Huh? Where’s Sister Fei?”
Nangong Qianyu scanned her surroundings, not seeing Xu Fei, and looked confused.
But after she asked, seeing the silence of everyone, she already knew the answer.
“Why didn’t Sister Fei choose to stay?” Nangong Qianyu sounded a little dejected.
Fang Junxue, standing beside her, glanced at Ye Ming before comforting, “Qianyu, everyone has their own choices. Since Xu Fei chose to leave, she naturally has her reasons. So…”
Fang Junxue didn’t finish her sentence, but she believed Nangong Qianyu would understand.
“I understand, Sister Junxue!”
She broke into a smile, picked up a large piece of braised pork, and put it in her mouth, her face glistening with oil.
It seemed she was planning to use delicious food to dispel all her unhappiness.
“You! Be careful you don’t eat yourself into a big fatty!”
Bai Qiushui, seeing Nangong Qianyu’s exaggerated eating posture, couldn’t help but tease her.
But her chopsticks did not stop.
“Hmph! No way!”
If it were in the past, she might have controlled her intake. But ever since she started cultivating immortality, Nangong Qianyu had truly let go, no longer worrying about her figure changing.
For her, this was the greatest benefit cultivation had brought her.
Du Mian, tasting Ye Ming’s cooking for the first time, was also “greatly” surprised.
The speed at which she picked up food was clearly much faster than her usual pace.
After lunch.
Ye Ming began to guide the women in their cultivation.
Fang Junxue had already touched the threshold of the Sensing Realm, and it was believed that she would soon truly embark on the path of immortal cultivation.
Apart from Fang Junxue, among the other women, Du Mian’s cultivation speed was significantly faster.
As she originally possessed the strength of the late stage of the Martial King realm, in terms of immortal cultivation, it was equivalent to already being a late-stage cultivator of the Sensing Realm (Sensing All Things Realm).
What she needed to do now was to slowly convert her ancient martial arts knowledge and understanding to the path of immortal cultivation. Once she succeeded in the conversion, Du Mian would directly reach the late stage of the Sensing Realm.
She might even directly challenge the Observation Realm.
It was important to know that the early stage of the Observation Realm was equivalent to a Martial Ancestor.
If she could reach the late stage of the Observation Realm, it would be like a Martial Emperor in ancient martial arts.
And once she broke through the Observation Realm and reached the Fusion Realm (Fusing All Things Realm), she would have reached the peak realm of ancient martial arts – the Martial God.
Therefore, to help Du Mian convert her ancient martial arts faster, Ye Ming personally intervened to accelerate the process.
“Thank you, Young Master!”
Feeling the energy constantly changing within her, Du Mian bowed deeply to Ye Ming. The joy in her heart was self-evident at this moment.
“No need to be polite!” Ye Ming chuckled. “You’re my person anyway, aren’t you?”
This sentence, how did it resemble the last sentence that made Du Mian lose her original heart!
However, this time, Du Mian was no longer as reserved, awestruck, and bewildered as before. Instead, she took a step forward, looked directly into Ye Ming’s eyes, and said without flinching, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll get lost again?”
This time, she deliberately used a term of respect.
She no longer felt inferior when facing Ye Ming.
Ye Ming once again lifted her delicate chin, a smile always on his lips. “If you get lost again, I won’t find you this time.”
Hearing this, Du Mian suddenly smiled.
And she smiled very happily.
At the same time, she smiled beautifully.
So much so that Ye Ming was momentarily lost in thought and didn’t let go of his hand.
“Ahem! I say! There are still several living people around! If you two want to flirt, could you find another place?”
At this moment, Nangong Qianyu gritted her small teeth, wishing she could bite Ye Ming to death.
Hearing this voice, Ye Ming quickly let go of his hands, turned around, and explained with a smile, “Uh, this… this is a test. Yes, this is my test for Mian.”
“Oh yeah! Then you test me too!”
Nangong Qianyu rolled up her sleeves and rushed towards Ye Ming.
“Uh! I… I still have something to do, I’ll go take care of it. You all cultivate well!”
Before Nangong Qianyu’s slap could reach him, Ye Ming had already made his escape.