CHAPTER 1460: CHAPTER 1460: NOBLE INTEGRITY

A group of people realized the City Lord was upset, and they all clasped their fists in respect before departing.

Long Fei and Chu Feng were about to leave as well, but Guo Jing stopped them, insisting they stay at the mansion with utmost hospitality.

The two intended to agree, but they courteously hesitated for a while before finally settling into the guest rooms of the City Lord’s Mansion.

The guest rooms were situated in a courtyard, elegantly and quietly arranged.

The maids served them with fine wine and delicacies, and dancing girls came to perform.

Chu Feng, being thick-skinned, saw the girls were attractive and insisted on teaching them ballroom dancing.

Oh, the scene became quite chaotic at one point.

Long Fei couldn’t bear to watch any longer, so he went out to the garden to drink alone.

After a while, Guo Xiang entered angrily, and when she saw Long Fei in the garden, she glared at him and said angrily, "It’s all your fault. How can you still have the face to stay at my house? If it weren’t for you, my father wouldn’t have gotten angry at Brother Xiao Chen."

Long Fei sipped his wine with a smile, "Miss, you’re blaming the wrong person. Your father clearly got mad after reading that letter. How is that our fault?"

Guo Xiang said, "I don’t care, it’s your fault anyway. You should leave my house immediately; you’re not welcome here."

Long Fei replied calmly, "Sure, we can leave. As long as your father says the word, we’ll go right away."

"You!"

Guo Xiang widened her eyes and said speechlessly, "You’re such a scoundrel, aren’t you?"

"Alright, I’ll give you a chance!"

Long Fei smiled, placing his wine cup on the table, "If you can pick up this wine cup, we’ll leave immediately."

"Is that true?"

Guo Xiang’s eyes twinkled, her face showing a hint of excitement.

This tiny wine cup could be picked up by a child.

She thought to herself that he was too arrogant, offering such an easy condition was simply insulting her.

Yet Long Fei smiled and gestured, "Please go ahead, miss!"

Seeing the seriousness on his face, Guo Xiang instinctively felt this wouldn’t be so simple.

She refused to believe a mere wine cup could stump her.

She grabbed the wine cup and gave it a sharp tug upwards.

With a squeaking sound, her fingers slipped on the wine cup as if sparks could fly; a scalding pain caused her to fling her arm in pain.

Even with her Cultivation Level at the Enlightenment Realm, she hadn’t expected the wine cup to be so heavy, as if it were fused with the stone table.

"How about that?"

Long Fei stood by, smiling at her.

Guo Xiang bit her lip, unwilling to admit defeat, "I don’t believe I can’t lift it."

Her jade-like hand pointed at the wine cup, this time using her Spiritual Power rather than brute force, wrapping the cup in a Light of Star Moon, attempting to lift it vigorously.

Her level of cultivation was no match for Long Fei’s prowess.

Despite the starlight swirling and her using all her strength, the cup remained unresponsive.

Long Fei chuckled from the side, "The Power of the Star Moon—are you practicing Mount Heng’s technique?"

"Mind your own business!"

Guo Xiang resignedly gave up, realizing Long Fei was a master, and decided against wasting her efforts.

In all seriousness, she told Long Fei, "Listen up! My dream man is Mount Heng’s Eldest Disciple, Xiao Chen. Don’t get any ideas about me because I won’t become your wish!"

She turned on her heel and walked away angrily.

Long Fei shook his head with a smile, musing that this girl was quite vain.

At only sixteen years old, Long Fei had no interest in flirting with someone so young.

The sky darkened as City Lord Guo Jing of Xiangyang arrived.

Long Fei and Chu Feng were listening to the Ground Rat Demon King report on the situation in and around Xiangyang City. As soon as the City Lord arrived, the Ground Rat Demon King took his leave.

Seeing Long Fei, Guo Jing clasped his fists in respect and started exchanging pleasantries, "Honorable warriors, I apologize for being busy with official matters and just now managing to come out. Please forgive me!"

Long Fei smiled and greeted him, "City Lord, there is no need for such words. We are merely guests in the City Lord’s Mansion; we should be the ones apologizing."

He and Chu Feng invited Guo Jing to sit at the table in the room.

The maids were well-prepared, bringing in fine wines and delicacies to fill the table.

Guo Jing waved his hand, sending the attendants away.

Alone with Long Fei and Chu Feng in the room, he personally poured wine for them, then raised a cup and smiled at Long Fei, "I heard that my daughter came by to bother you two earlier?"

"A child’s nature, it’s nothing serious!"

Long Fei waved his hand with a smile.

Guo Jing apologized, "My daughter has been pampered since childhood and lacks manners as she grows. I’ve always wanted to find a reliable master for her, but it’s always been out of reach. I see you both possess deep mystical powers. Could you take my daughter as a disciple?"

Long Fei and Chu Feng exchanged glances, curious, "Why doesn’t the City Lord send the young lady to a sect for further cultivation? Wudang and Mount Heng are nearby, and they’re renowned sects in the South Yangtze."

Guo Jing sighed and shook his head, "You aren’t aware of my position holding military and political power in Xiangyang; naturally, I can’t act freely. If I entrust my daughter to them and any policies conflict, wouldn’t I be at their mercy?"

Long Fei and Chu Feng nodded, raised their cups, and sighed, acknowledging that life’s intricacies bind everyone.

Long Fei asked, "I noticed the young lady using techniques from Mount Heng earlier. Is she apprenticed to a Mount Heng master?"

Guo Jing’s face darkened, "Don’t even mention it. My daughter’s basic skills are learned from Mount Heng’s Eldest Disciple Xiao Chen. Though he appears charming, he is narrow-minded. I’ve treated him with respect due to the name of the Mount Heng Sect, but he’s become increasingly audacious, openly meddling in worldly affairs, which is quite infuriating!"

Anyone with half a mind could see that by sharing this, Guo Jing sought allies—notably, to restrain the Mount Heng Sect with the help of these warriors.

Those in power always speak in circles.

Chu Feng downed his wine, slammed his cup on the table, and said, "The Mount Heng Sect is nothing! Overseas, they aren’t even ranked. If the City Lord runs into trouble, we brothers will definitely lend a helping hand."

Long Fei nodded, "We have a fate with the City Lord. If there’s anything, just say it directly, no need for vagueness."

Guo Jing felt a surge of excitement, stroked his beard, and said to Long Fei and Chu Feng, "Oh, what generous heroes you are! You’ve seen for yourselves today, that Three-Headed Jiao has caused great trouble, something no worldly person can suppress. I originally spent a fortune to invite Mount Heng to assist, but Xiao Chen’s skills fell short against the Three-Headed Evil Jiao. I wonder if you two heroes could lend a hand? Of course, I won’t let you go unrewarded. Once accomplished, if you want money, I’ll provide it; if something else, whatever I can offer, I’ll give with both hands. You won’t be treated poorly."

Long Fei replied earnestly, "As people who have forsaken worldly ties, we’ve long viewed wealth as mere dirt. Worldly fame and fortune mean nothing to us. We can assist, but there’s no need to discuss compensation."

"Your noble character and integrity are truly admirable!"

City Lord Guo Jing’s eyes glimmered, having never met anyone indifferent to money.

He felt a rush of excitement, stood to toast Long Fei and Chu Feng, increasingly impressed with the two young men.