Free Web NovelChapter 1046: Chapter 722: Showing Off Love [25] Nora Scott, the Female Fiend Who Terrified Meishanel Town
Sir Bay’s one "Master Scott" made everyone in the front yard, as well as all the viewers in the livestream room, collectively drop their jaws.
They couldn’t recover for a long, long time.
Even Mr. Bay’s eyes were wide and his face was frozen.
Emily Bay almost bit her tongue.
Fuck?
Nora Scott outranked her grandpa?
Livestream room:
[Did I mishear?]
[Master? Going by this seniority, doesn’t that mean Mr. Bay just now has to call Nora "Grandmaster Aunt," and this whole group of juniors has to call her "Great-Grandmaster Aunt"?]
[...]
[Nora: This time, I’m not just your granny, I’m your great-granny too.]
[Fuck fuck fuck, Nora’s cheat is cranked up this high, how is anyone supposed to play along now?!]
[I...I just died on the spot.]
[I thought after watching Nora slap faces again and again, my heart was already numb. Never in a million years did I expect... she still had cards up her sleeve! And she hid such a big one, for fuck’s sake!]
[Judging by this, everything Nora said just now was actually true, she wasn’t bluffing?]
[Sorry, my face hurts again.]
...
The netizens collapsed.
The program team collapsed.
As for the students of Tengfe Martial Arts School, they wanted nothing more than to drop dead on the spot.
—For fuck’s sake, how did a Great-Grandmaster Aunt pop up out of nowhere?!
Nora saw Sir Bay and was actually pretty calm. She said lightly, "Long time no see."
Totally incomparable to Sir Bay’s excitement.
Who held the initiative between these two was obvious at a glance.
"Here to have some fun in Meishanel?" Sir Bay asked, then invited, "Come sit inside. I just got here myself."
Nora hesitated for a moment.
—She really didn’t feel like staying.
But then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught the ugly expressions on Mr. Bay and the others’ faces, and her mood instantly brightened.
She gave a slight nod. "Sure."
"Dad..."
Mr. Bay’s expression was extremely ugly as he walked over to greet them, his face full of tangled emotions.
—Since when did his dad have such a master-uncle?!
—He’d never even heard of it!
"Hurry up, call her Grandmaster Aunt." Sir Bay first ordered Mr. Bay, then looked at Nora and gave a brief introduction. "This is my son."
"..."
Mr. Bay stared at Nora’s young face, an "MMP" stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.
Nora was younger than his daughter!
And he was supposed to call her Grandmaster Aunt?!
Nora actually didn’t care about these forms of address, but seeing Mr. Bay looking like he’d just swallowed a fly, clearly refusing to say it even if he died, she deliberately put on the airs of an elder, refusing to give him a way out and instead forcing the "way out" right in front of him.
She eyed Mr. Bay sideways. "Go on, call me."
"..."
Mr. Bay’s gaze turned ruthless.
However, his own father was urging him, "What’s wrong with you?"
"Grandmaster Aunt."
Under his father’s command, Mr. Bay could only bite the bullet and call her, honestly and obediently.
"Not bad."
Nora nodded in satisfaction.
Mr. Bay: "..."
Everyone else: "..."
[Hahahaha, Nora acting all high-and-mighty is so punchable.]
[Mr. Bay was just looking down on Nora’s sect, and in the blink of an eye, he’s become one of Nora’s sect juniors himself... Oh man, how is this so ridiculously funny?!]
[...I suddenly really want to know about Nora’s sect. Wait, Sir Bay called Nora "Master Scott," so that means Sir Bay’s master is her fellow disciple? Then Nora’s master would be Sir Bay’s grandmaster? Damn, that generation level is insanely high.]
[I want to know the story behind these ranks.]
[Whimper whimper, Heavenly Immortal don’t go, stay! We want story time!]
[I was wrong! Heavenly Immortal! I’m kneeling to you! I’ll never hate on you again! Please, I’m begging you, satisfy our curiosity!]
...
Driven by overwhelming curiosity, the netizens wished they could crawl through the internet cable to the scene, hang onto Nora and bawl in her face.
Of course, Nora did stay.
And once they entered the front hall, she and Pedro Langley were seated in the highest place of honor, with everyone else arranged in descending order of seniority.
[Mr. Langley doesn’t seem all that useful, huh.]
[Mr. Langley: dbq, I’m just a decorative prop, and I’m still riding my wife’s coattails.]
[This is exactly the treatment the Heavenly Immortal’s "压寨夫人" should get. Ah, Mr. Langley marrying the Heavenly Immortal is really him latching onto a golden thigh, right?]
[We used to mock Nora for using any means to marry into a rich family. Now... sorry, it’s Mr. Langley who actually married into a powerful clan.]
[Mr. Langley’s hundreds of billions can’t compare to our Heavenly Immortal’s cheat-code-level connections.]
...
"Grandpa," Emily Bay finally calmed down and couldn’t help asking the question the entire internet cared about most, "how did Nora... become your master-uncle?"
Emily Bay simply couldn’t accept this reality.
A few years ago, Nora Scott was still acting as her supporting role. In just a year, Nora’s reputation skyrocketed and she gained over a hundred million followers online. She’d already been feeling unbalanced, and now this—before she even had time to react, fuck, Nora had somehow become a "great‑grandma level" ancestor to her...
Sir Bay took a sip of tea. He didn’t try to hide anything and said frankly, "Eight years ago, I admired Sir Mason... that is, Nora Scott’s master. I’d admired him for a long time and wanted to visit his home, see if I could exchange a few moves with him."
"But he wasn’t there at the time. The one who was there was his daughter, Nora’s senior sister."
"I stated my purpose, and she did exchange a couple moves with me. The result..." Sir Bay paused, then said very directly, "My skills were lacking. It was a crushing defeat."
"..."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
A crushing defeat?!
Given Sir Bay’s martial arts foundation, for him to use the words "crushing defeat" meant the opponent was no ordinary expert.
——There’s actually such a powerful figure in the Martial Arts World of the East Kingdom?
——And it’s a woman!
"Then how did you end up becoming her disciple?" When he asked this, Mr. Bay felt like even his liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys hurt.
They all hurt.
Wasn’t it just a friendly bout?
How did it end with him not seeing the man, but instead taking the man’s daughter as his master?!
"I wanted to learn one of her sets of techniques. She said I could, but I had to formally apprentice under her." Sir Bay said bluntly, "So I simply bowed to her as my master."
He didn’t feel there was anything inappropriate about it.
At his age, he really didn’t care about fame and fortune anymore. The family’s Plum Blossom Fist had already flourished in his generation, which was enough to prove his strength.
He just wanted to learn something different.
Taking someone who was outstanding in that area as his master, especially someone he wholeheartedly acknowledged—there was nothing wrong with that.
"..."
"..."
Sir Bay was perfectly at ease, but everyone else at the table was holding in their feelings.
——They’d picked up an extra elder for nothing.
——Nora Scott’s luck was ridiculous. She happened to get a senior sister who casually took disciples, and she just kept scooping up "martial uncles" everywhere.
Livestream chat:
[Wait, doesn’t this only prove that Nora’s master and senior sister are really strong... it doesn’t actually say anything about her own level.]
[Born lucky, cruising through life.]
[From what I see, a large chunk of Nora’s connections are "friends of friends." You can only say she’s lucky, plus she’s pretty and likable.]
[Nora’s life is just one smooth sail after another...]
[QAQ So we can only nitpick Nora’s martial arts now? A woman that pretty absolutely can’t have great martial arts. Mm, feels like that’s the only angle left to hate on.]
[emmm the haters are so miserable, I actually sympathize.]
[As a hater myself, I’ve been forced onto the neutral road by her blatant hacks. Fuck, hating on her is exhausting. She single‑handedly does all the anti‑black work for her own fandom.]
...
*
With Sir Bay personally hosting them, Nora Scott and Pedro Langley stayed at the Tengfe Martial Arts School for a while.
They got dragged along until they forgot the time.
They’d originally planned to go to the Meishanel Martial Arts Hall, but it was too late now, so they had to cancel at the last minute.
"Let’s go together."
Emily Bay stood up and took the initiative to invite Nora.
Nora lifted her eyelids as if casually. "Who are you calling?"
"..."
Emily only blamed herself for shooting her mouth off.
She should’ve just been mute.
"Hm?"
Seeing her stay silent, Nora’s brow arched slightly, and there was a faintly threatening reminder in her expression.
Gritting her teeth in anger, Emily could only call out hatefully, "Master Scott, Ancestor."
"No." Nora refused lazily. "Let’s each take our own car. If we sit in the same one, you’ll feel like you’re sitting on pins and needles."
Emily: "..."
Fuck.
Livestream chat:
[A true ancestor who throws her weight around.]
[Nora Scott, get a grip! You just forced a wave of haters to turn neutral, and now you’re trying to attract more hate again?!]
[Low‑key! Be low‑key!]
[Nora’s smug look makes people love her and hate her at the same time.]
[The next segment is about to start. Let me give the haters a quick guide: 1) Say the Walk‑the‑World formation is trash; 2) Say Nora Scott’s martial arts are trash. Hurry up and hate her now, or it’ll be too late! Nora slaps faces faster than you can drag her!]
[Haters: We’re tired, so tired. Please, just let us rest.]
...
The production team took the guests and a few disciples from Tengfe Martial Arts School who were supposed to compete and left.
In the front hall.
In an instant, only Sir Bay and Mr. Bay remained.
Once everyone left, Mr. Bay’s carefully maintained expression—held for a full hour—finally collapsed.
"Dad, with your status and position, there’s no need for you to call a junior like her ’Martial Uncle’..." Mr. Bay frowned, unwilling. "She’s just riding on her senior sister’s coattails. Why are you boosting her like this?"
"Boosting her?"
Sir Bay put his teacup down on the table.
The movement was a bit forceful.
Mr. Bay’s eyelid twitched.
The next second, he heard Sir Bay say in a deep voice, "Do you know who that female demon was, the one who kicked over all the Martial Arts Halls in Meishanel Town a few years back?"
