Soon, they once again felt this seemed possible, because while they were watching Xiaoyao, he consecutively caught several more fish.

Did these fish not value their lives and come to be caught by him?

Luo Baochai and the others were speechless. They really couldn't understand this situation and could only say this might be a coincidence—perhaps there really was a school of fish passing by.

Never mind, with so many fish they could make a full fish banquet. Have the servants get to work. Although these fish were ordinary, they were fresh, and the dishes made from them would be equally delicious.

When those servants saw the pile of fish behind Xiaoyao, they were also stunned for a moment, but quickly did what they should do, moving all these fish to the front for the people there to start making the full fish banquet.

"By the way, if there are too many fish and you don't like eating them, give them to the villagers. Don't waste them," Xiaoyao instructed the servants before they left. These were fish he had worked hard to catch. If sharing with people, regardless of who they were, they couldn't be wasted.

However, these fish ultimately weren't given to the villagers. It wasn't that they were wasted, but when the organizers of this event saw these fish and learned that Luo Baochai wanted to make a full fish banquet, they thought this idea was very good—gathering everyone together to eat and allowing everyone to communicate better.

If there weren't enough fish, they could trade with the villagers for some chickens, ducks, and other local specialties using the precious ingredients they had brought.

...

...

They rarely got to eat such rural local specialties. Occasionally changing flavors, they would find it very fresh. Besides, the chefs they brought were quite skilled—they could make even the most ordinary ingredients taste very good.

As for whether trading precious ingredients for these ordinary local specialties was a big loss, these people didn't care about that at all!

The person who proposed this idea was Fifth Master of the Luo family. He seemed to be someone who didn't worry about trifles and had very imaginative ideas. He also didn't disturb the people and even gave benefits to commoners—something many spoiled rich kids couldn't do.

Xiaoyao continued fishing until about the right time, then prepared to leave. By this time, Luo Baochai had long been unable to wait and had already left first.

At this moment, basically everyone had already gone to that village, except for a few couples having sweet private meetings. There was no one around Xiaoyao, and the servants who had come to get fish earlier hadn't returned—they probably had enough. Now Xiaoyao had caught more than ten fish. He put these fish in a cloth bag, placed it on his horse, mounted up, and rode toward the village.

When Xiaoyao arrived at the village, those young masters and ladies were already eating. Xiaoyao saw his fish being braised, stewed, and made into soup...

But when he looked around, there didn't seem to be any place for him. Although he also saw Luo Baochai, he didn't really want to dine with her. So he took a detour into the village, found a household, borrowed their kitchen to make a pot of fish soup, grilled a few fish, and gave all his remaining fish to that household.

Thus, although Xiaoyao had provided this group of young masters and ladies with a large quantity of fish, none of these people seemed to know how the fish came about, much less Xiaoyao's role in it, or even who Xiaoyao was.

Luo Baochai and the others who knew didn't mention this matter. Since no one asked, why would they say anything?

Also, among Luo Baochai's companions, someone seemed to have seen Xiaoyao ride over, but she didn't speak up—perhaps she didn't want Xiaoyao to approach them.

In the not-distant future, she would regret why she hadn't called him over then—she could have gotten closer to him...

She didn't know this now. She only knew that later, when eating and strolling with her companions, she discovered Xiaoyao was playing games with a commoner little girl, kicking a ball. At this moment, they seemed to have a thought.

In Xiaoyao's heart, they weren't as interesting as a little girl. Compared to the previous occasion, he preferred playing games with commoners—it was more comfortable and happier.

"Hmph, you can only play with these commoners. This shows some self-awareness!"

Xiaoyao's behavior didn't make them think much. They just felt Xiaoyao's approach was very correct, because Xiaoyao shouldn't be together with noble people like them at all.

"Le Xiaoyao, pass the ball to me, pass it to me!"

At this moment, Luo Baochai ran over, standing to the side looking very excited. She saw Xiaoyao and the little girl kicking back and forth and thought it looked very interesting.

"Catch!" Xiaoyao didn't say anything and kicked the ball to Luo Baochai. After Luo Baochai caught the ball, she kicked it to the little girl, who kicked it to Xiaoyao.

Although it was just such a simple cycle, the little girl was very happy, laughing continuously. Xiaoyao also felt this simple playing was very good—much better than going to have blind dates with these noble young ladies.

"Le Xiaoyao, where did you go just now? Why didn't you eat with me?" Luo Baochai asked after catching the ball and kicking it out.

"I saw you were all seated, so I came to Little Ya's house to make some fish soup for myself," Xiaoyao replied. Little Ya was the little girl—such names were very common among commoners.

"Do you know Little Ya?"

"No, I just borrowed the place. They were all very hospitable," Xiaoyao replied.

"Mm-hmm, big brother should come more often. Little Ya likes the soup big brother makes," Little Ya chimed in at this moment. "And the fish big brother grilled!"

Luo Baochai didn't pay attention to what Little Ya said, thinking Little Ya should be easily satisfied—ordinary things might all be called delicious. It didn't necessarily mean Xiaoyao's cooking was particularly good. She continued chatting about other topics.

"I see! You really understand this kind of life. By the way, what do you do in the Luo family? I've never seen you before."

"I cultivate in the Luo family!" Xiaoyao replied nonchalantly.

"Cultivate? It looks like your strength isn't very high—just late King Level, right?" Luo Baochai looked at Xiaoyao. She could easily see Xiaoyao's strength because her own strength was already beyond mid Emperor Level. She was also a little genius.

"Mm!" Xiaoyao was still nonchalant, not adding any explanation.

Because of Xiaoyao's nonchalance, Luo Baochai's companions felt that Xiaoyao was indeed someone without prospects. Focusing on cultivation but only being late King Level—this level of martial power could be randomly surpassed by any servant.

"Then why do you still cultivate? Do you think cultivation allows you to slack off? I don't think I've ever seen you in the cultivation hall," Luo Baochai asked. She didn't think her questions would make anyone feel uncomfortable.

"Yes, I think choosing cultivation is the most leisurely option. Anyway, I can cultivate anytime," Xiaoyao replied with a smile.

Xiaoyao was now branded with another mark of lacking ambition!

"You'd better be careful not to be caught by my father. He's very strict with clan members," Luo Baochai said with a smile. Of course, this was just joking—she didn't really think her father would pay attention to Xiaoyao.

"The family head shouldn't be a problem, right! I meet with him every day recently, and he's not strict at all—very amiable and easy to talk to," Xiaoyao replied. He was just stating his opinion of Luo Yunqing.

"Hehe, you're lying, right? How could my father meet with you every day? Besides, he's very difficult to talk to. Whenever we siblings have problems, we get severely scolded by him," Luo Baochai didn't believe Xiaoyao could meet with Luo Yunqing every day. Even if Xiaoyao was Third Master's son, it wouldn't be possible, because she couldn't see anything about Xiaoyao that would be worth Luo Yunqing meeting.

"He's definitely lying!" Luo Baochai's companions were certain that Xiaoyao was bragging, trying to attract the attention of these daughters of heaven, attempting to make them notice him.

Hmph, how ridiculous—do you think we're three-year-old children?!

Xiaoyao smiled and didn't continue this topic. This was good—he was one hundred percent guaranteed not to be noticed by these wealthy young ladies. As for reputation issues, what did that have to do with him!

"Someone's kicking a ball. How about we have a cuju competition?"

Xiaoyao's actions seemed to be noticed by others, and the ball that Xiaoyao's group of three was kicking reminded people of cuju, which was a very popular game that was often played during spring outings. Perhaps even without Xiaoyao, they would have had a game.

"Yeah, yeah, let's have cuju! I'm the number one cuju expert in Flowing Stone Kingdom!!"

"Give me a break. With your lousy skills, don't even mention being first—you wouldn't even rank one thousand and one!"

"Damn, what do you mean by that? Want to have a one-on-one?!"

"Bring it on, who's afraid of who?!"

Official cuju required a certain number of people, but for games, two people shooting at each other's goal would work too. It was just a game—rules could be changed anytime.

"Cuju! I want to play too!" Luo Baochai shouted excitedly, then looked at Xiaoyao: "Le Xiaoyao, are you coming?"

"I won't go. That would cause an imbalance of strength," Xiaoyao waved his hand.

"At least you have some self-awareness, knowing your ball skills aren't good and would drag down teammates," Luo Baochai and the others nodded, still thinking Xiaoyao said this because he felt his skills weren't good.

"What do you mean my ball skills aren't good? I'm very skilled! Whichever team I join will definitely win—that's what I mean by imbalance of strength!" Xiaoyao said irritably.

"...Bragging again..." Luo Baochai looked at Xiaoyao and shook her head.

"Hmph..." Those companions all turned up their noses, looking at Xiaoyao with disdain.

"...What do you mean by that? Don't you believe me? Fine, this is your ignorance, and I forgive you. I'll participate in the competition to show you what divine ball skills are!!" Xiaoyao decided to participate in cuju. This kind of game was acceptable to participate in—he wasn't resistant to it.

But although Xiaoyao wanted to participate, others didn't want him.

(End of Chapter)