Free Web NovelChapter 1194: Chapter 391: Waiting for Tomorrow
Zhongxuan Sheng and his group of close friends initially claimed they were too busy with other matters to attend the Yellow River Gathering.
Actually, they were hiding their intent to surprise Jiang Wang.
In Zhongxuan Sheng’s words, how could they not be there when their dear friend was gaining fame across the world?
They were there to witness the glory of Jiang Qingyang together.
In fact, a few days earlier, they had arrived in Fertility Country, but had kept it quiet.
It was only the day before the main event of the Yellow River Gathering that they suddenly appeared, welcomed by gongs and drums, and responded with fireworks.
Looking around,
there was nowhere else on Guanhe Platform as bustling as Qi Street.
Of course, nowhere else was quite as awkward either.
The awkwardness wasn’t limited to the firecrackers, gongs, drums, or fireworks.
Nor was it merely due to the cringe-worthy congratulatory words written by Xu, the great scholar—aside from him, only Zi Shu was willing to recite them.
Standing together, Wang Yiwu, Zhongxuan Zun, and Jiang Wang naturally felt awkward.
Walking together, they couldn’t even drop a single line of conversation.
Indeed, these three had returned in complete silence, with a notably low atmosphere.
When Zhongxuan Sheng’s plump figure squeezed into this scene, the word "awkward" was no longer sufficient to describe it.
Li Longchuan, Yan Fu, and Xu Xiangqian were all aware of the grievance between Zhongxuan Sheng and Wang Yiwu.
Zhao Wuyan intended to return to Longmen Academy, but was coaxed by Xu Xiangqian and, thinking of looking after Zi Shu, came to Guanhe Platform. Although unaware of the specifics, her intelligence allowed her to guess the nature of the issues.
Therefore, everyone remained silent.
In such a situation, it still fell on Zhongxuan Sheng.
His plump face quickly blossomed with a smile.
"Surprised or not, my brother?"
He pushed his way through to Zhongxuan Zun, genuinely saying, "Within the younger members of the Zhong Xuan Family, it is you, brother, who has achieved the most! How could I, as your brother, not support you when you represent our country at the Yellow River Gathering?" freёwebnovel.com
He reached out with both hands, tightly grasping Zhongxuan Zun’s hand, and shook vigorously: "Brother, I’m here to attend the ceremony!"
Wang Yiwu...
Wang Yiwu’s expression remained unchanged.
Zhongxuan Zun lightly smiled, deftly withdrawing his hand, and placed it on Zhongxuan Sheng’s shoulder: "Good brother, I’m delighted you came!"
"Could there be any falsehood in the bond between brothers?" Zhongxuan Sheng earnestly looked at him: "To cheer you on, I spent quite some Dao Yuan Stones on these gongs, drums, fireworks, and managed such a crowd... Since discussing money dampens the spirit among brothers, just casually give me around two thousand Dao Yuan Stones to settle it!"
"Good brother." Zhongxuan Zun firmly patted him twice, showing his emotion.
Then, turning to the Sky-covering Soldiers following him, he said: "Please make sure to take good care of my chubby brother and his friends. Do not be rude."
After saying this, he also gestured respectfully towards Li Longchuan, Yan Fu, and others: "A crucial battle is imminent, and I must concentrate on my cultivation. My apologies for any neglect!"
Acting as if he truly believed these people were all here to boost his morale.
Maintaining his dignity throughout.
Li Longchuan, Yan Fu, and other aristocratic descendants naturally responded with a set of practiced courtesies.
Only then did Zhongxuan Zun stride onward, his white garb fluttering as he entered Qi Street.
Clearly, he had devised his own method for dealing with Zhongxuan Sheng.
He would engage with what he wished to hear. What he didn’t wish to hear, he simply skipped, pretending it was never said, as if nothing had happened.
As for Dao Yuan Stones or whatever, it passed by him like the wind.
Wang Yiwu continued to walk by Zhongxuan Zun’s side with nearly constant stride, without interacting with anyone else.
And throughout, Zhongxuan Sheng, though adept at charming crowds, did not exchange a single word or glance with Wang Yiwu.
Not because he lacked eloquence or a thick skin.
But really, he had no words to spare for Wang Yiwu.
Some things cannot be forgiven.
For whatever reason.
He has something to say, but not now, nor in this situation. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
But who can perceive Zhongxuan Sheng’s feelings?
Turning his head, the chubby man looked at Jiang Wang with a smirk-like smile.
"Jiang Qingyang, it’s only been a few days since we last met, and you seem to get along quite well with my cousin... Is it a case of ’wish we had met sooner’?"
"Tsks!" Xu Gaoe also jumped out: "That day in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, I fought against Horse-Face Wang to help you, fiercely suppressing his arrogance. Unexpectedly today, you are all smiles and walking arm-in-arm! Jiang Wang oh Jiang Wang, didn’t expect you to be so handsome yet so fickle!"
He is truly good at turning black into white.
Not to mention that day in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, where they were merely weak clingers against a powerful force. Even today, there is still the dazzling Zhongxuan Zun between him and Wang Yiwu, so what arm in arm, it’s all nonsense.
Jiang Wang even noticed that Wang Yiwu, who hadn’t gone far, had already turned half of his body back, obviously provoked by the ’Horse-Face Wang’ remark. Zhongxuan Zun forcibly dragged him away.
He pushed his hands forward, herding his group of friends like shooing pigs: "Let’s talk when we get back, let’s not block the way here."
He pushed this one and that one, really not wanting to lose face at this street corner any longer.
Even amidst the busy scene, he ordered Qiao Lin: "Qiao Lin, please have someone tidy up the gongs, firecrackers, and such."
Xu Xiangqian, being pushed along, suddenly became self-aware: "Hey! Are you embarrassed by us?"
"No, no, why would I?" While pushing, Jiang Wang coaxed: "Let’s talk back at the academy, about the fighting strategies for the Yellow River Gathering; I still need to hear your opinions!"
Xu Xiangqian suddenly stopped and turned around.
Looking at Zhao Wuyan with a sigh: "Instructor Zhao, it seems I can’t keep a low profile any longer."
Zhao Wuyan looked at him expressionlessly.
Xu Gaoe was radiant with inspiration, his forehead shiny: "With my guidance, this time the Ganma Mountain’s Two Pride will surely become famous throughout the world!"
"Zi Shu." Zhao Wuyan looked towards Zi Shu: "Or shall we go find your senior, Yin Wenhua? I remember he is also at the Guanhe Platform."
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Meanwhile, on the other hand.
Wang Yi Wu was finally persuaded by Zhongxuan Zun to leave, avoiding a fight with Xu Xiangqian.
"Such petty triumph. Now anyone dares to talk back to me!" Wang Yiwu complained: "After the Yellow River Gathering, I must have another go with Jiang Wang."
From what I’ve observed of Jiang Wang in recent days, you’re not necessarily going to win.
Of course, Zhongxuan Zun kept this thought to himself and switched topics: "I’ve told you before, and I’ll tell you again. You are free to pick your battles, but let’s not see a repeat of the East Street incident."
Knowing he was at fault, Wang Yiwu kept silent.
Silence meant agreement.
Zhongxuan Zun was about to add something.
"Yiwu?" A voice echoed from the second floor.
Ji Zhaonan stood by the railing, his gaze falling down.
Wang Yi Wu looked up: "Senior brother!"
"Are you here to observe the ceremony? Has Master allowed it?" Ji Zhaonan asked in succession,
"More or less," Wang Yiwu replied vaguely.
"More or less?" Ji Zhaonan frowned: "I was fighting someone earlier, why didn’t I see you there?"
Wang Yiwu was silent for a moment, then stiffly said: "I just arrived not long ago."
After a pause, he added: "I didn’t know someone dared to challenge you."
Ji Zhaonan watched him quietly for a moment, then turned around: "Come with me."
Wang Yi Wu glanced at Zhongxuan Zun, then silently followed upstairs.
This was the last day before the main competition of the Yellow River Gathering.
For many, it was unforgettable.
