Chapter 209: 209: Those Ineffective Arrays
Mu Qiuniang really stopped, but it wasn’t because of the boy’s words, it was because along the way she had cast several spells, and they were all ineffective on Jiang Nuo?!
This was the first time Mu Qiuniang encountered such a situation, somewhat surprised. She looked at the boy beside her who was still catching his breath, and for the first time, she took a serious look at this person she had "encountered" a few times.
Is he an ordinary person?
But why could he ignore the arrays she set up?
Mu Qiuniang still didn’t believe it and tried the array on others. As soon as the array was cast on someone else, they would "not see" her and walk past. But only he, the array was ineffective.
"Huhu... you’ve finally stopped," Jiang Nuo grinned, smiling especially happily, "Have you been moved by my persistence? Hehehe... I knew it, you would definitely be moved by me..."
Only Jiang Nuo didn’t know that he looked particularly silly now, with sweat dripping from his head, his bangs stuck to his forehead, and his sweaty shirt clinging to him, looking very disheveled.
Yet the smile on his face was very bright, so bright it seemed to glow, making it impossible for Mu Qiuniang to ignore.
"Mu Qiuniang." She said.
"Qiuniang, your name sounds so nice, Qiuniang Qiuniang..." Jiang Nuo called several times, as if he couldn’t get enough of it, letting the name linger on his lips and teeth.
Although Mu Qiuniang didn’t talk much and didn’t pay much attention to Jiang Nuo, he didn’t mind at all. He seemed to have endless things to say, chattering non-stop.
He even liked to tell cold jokes. Just now, his cold joke wasn’t funny at all to Mu Qiuniang.
Often Jiang Nuo would laugh till his stomach hurt, while Mu Qiuniang had a puzzled expression, staring at him bewildered.
Jiang Nuo felt quite disappointed but was unwilling to give up. If cold jokes didn’t work, he’d try something else. Anyway, he couldn’t let it be awkwardly quiet around her.
Gradually, Mu Qiuniang got used to his liveliness, got used to having him around.
And then, the two of them were together.
This suspicion, for Jiang Nuo, was so wonderful, always making him chuckle sweetly.
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The banquet ended, and it was already very late.
Zhan Zhengxiao booked rooms at a nearby hotel and took everyone there after the banquet.
They didn’t go to sleep right away but went to the old man Zhan’s room first.
"What does everyone think about today’s events?" the old man Zhan asked.
Zhan Zhengye was the first to speak: "What do we think? Big brother’s family stole the show, of course."
"Exactly, Dad, you are too biased. Our Jing Lou is also your grandson, yet for such an important occasion, you let the son from big brother’s family serve, while you let our kid run to serve a little girl. How old is that girl? What does that look like..." Ge Teng immediately added, full of resentment in his tone.
"Jingshu is the future heir of the Zhan Family. It’s my decision. What, do you have any objections?" the old man Zhan replied unhappily.
"How would I dare? You are the head of the family; we all listen to you. I just feel a little uncomfortable. They are all grandsons; how can there be preferential treatment?"
"Aren’t I and my brother also over there, Second Aunt?" Zhan Jingmo spoke unhappily, "So, by your logic, us being over there brought disgrace to the Zhan Family?"
"You two were over there because that girl is Jingshu’s master and life-saving benefactor, that’s rightful. But us, with no debts or favors owed, staying there, people might think all the sons of the Zhan Family are so worthless, chasing after a woman to please her..."
"Second Aunt, if you’re unwilling, then forget it. But don’t blame me later for not getting our cousins acquainted with my master. As for the gifts given by my master, well, I trust my mother won’t mind having more." Zhan Jingshu also spoke up unhappily.
Who was his master?
A legendary immortal! If they could even sit and listen to you talk quietly, it was showing you respect. If you didn’t appreciate that, then it was being blind to your fortune, and you deserved to miss out on such an opportunity.
"Cousin, don’t worry, no matter if your master gifts you mountains of gold and silver, we won’t be jealous." Zhan Nicole was already unhappy about being a Zhan daughter and having to please an unknown old woman. Her resentment was naturally plenty.
But that was outside. She had to maintain the Zhan Family’s image, so she said nothing.
Now that there were no outsiders, she should say what needed to be said, "Grandpa, I don’t understand, who exactly is that woman? She’s so young, how could she be the grand aunt of the Mu family? Even if she were, the Mu family isn’t on par with us, the Zhan’s. I don’t need to rush forward, do I?"
Zhan Nicole, the old man Zhan cherished very much. This granddaughter was smart, brainy, and knew how to act cute, bringing him much joy from his descendants.
"Nicole, hasn’t grandpa ever told you there are people in this world who can’t be judged by their looks?" the old man Zhan couldn’t help showing a bit of kindness.
"I know, but what’s special about that grand aunt that even grandpa respects her so much?" Zhan Nicole hadn’t forgotten that grandpa called her "grand aunt."
Grandpa, being so old and the elder of the Zhan Family, had no problem meeting national leaders given his status.
Therefore, Zhan Nicole couldn’t understand.
"Jingmo, you explain." The old man Zhan did not answer directly but handed the question over to Zhan Jingmo.
In fact, he himself had no evidence, but with his years of experience and intuition, he knew—this woman was definitely not simple!
"Wait a minute, I’ll go to grandpa’s bathroom." Zhan Jingmo naturally didn’t want others to doubt his most respected grandpa and master, but he couldn’t directly take out the space ring to prove it.
So, he could only take something out from the ring, hoping it would help.
"You don’t want to sneak away, do you?" Zhan Jinglou asked with a face full of doubt.
"It’s over twenty stories high, go ahead and try to escape." Zhan Jingmo naturally was defending his brother, full of disdain.
In the bathroom, Zhan Jingmo wasn’t quite sure. He didn’t know what his master put in the space ring or if those things were useful to him.
He could only gamble it all.
"Master, oh master, how I handle this time will depend on you..."
Zhan Jingmo murmured, holding the dusty and seemingly ordinary space ring.
He originally wanted to use a small knife to cut his finger open, but he found there wasn’t such a thing in the bathroom.
Zhan Jingmo was conflicted: Should he go get one tomorrow? There should be a fruit knife on the table in the living room, right?
If there isn’t, maybe the kitchen?
But the problem was, he had just told them to wait, and now stepping out to get something would probably disappoint them, right?