Chapter 4 The Young Master

  Suddenly, she heard a familiar yet strange voice. Qiao Yu'er, who was busy working, slightly trembled and turned her head around. Her facial expression showed both joy and surprise, as if there was also a hint of sadness. In an instant, the corners of her eyes became moist. However, she quickly regained her composure, gently wiping away the tears with her apron, and smiled: "I've already sent you a bowl, isn't that enough?"

  Meng Xuan laughed and said: "One bowl is not enough? At least I have to eat three bowls. After staying on the mountain for seven years, what I miss most is the tofu brain here!"

  "As long as you don't get tired of eating it, there's always some available!"

  The two of them suddenly fell silent, unsure of what to say next, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

  After a while, Meng Xuan smiled and said: "Where is Aunt Qiao? I'll go take a look!"

  Mentioning her mother, Qiu Yue'er's eyes turned slightly red, and she said: "My mother is not feeling well, lying in the back room. You go take a look at her too, she has been thinking about you all along!"

  Meng Xuan nodded and said: "Take me over there to take a look, I want to see her illness!"

  Qiao Yu'er shook her head and said: "I'm afraid it's not looking good, the doctors all say..."

  Meng Xuan interrupted her and smiled: "I've been on the mountain for seven years, although I didn't work hard, but at least I learned some medical skills, who knows if it's useful!"

  Qiao Yu'er's eyes lit up and said: "Right! The medical skills you learned at the Immortal Gate will definitely work!"

  As he spoke, he greeted the people eating in the store and took Meng Xuan to the backyard.

  Anyway, their small shop mainly serves locals when it comes to food, so they're not worried about people running off without paying.

  Meng Xuan hesitated for a moment before saying: "Little Qiao sister, I'll cure your aunt's illness, but you have to agree to two conditions of mine!"

  He was actually younger than Qiao Yue, but he had an old soul inside him, so from a young age, he was always called Little Qiao's brother. Little Qiao was gentle and obedient, and she followed him too.

  Qiao Yu'er's face flushed with a hint of redness as she said, "What are your demands? Speak up!"

  Meng Xuan smiled and said the simplified three rules and one order: "After curing your aunt's illness, you can't mention it to outsiders, no matter who asks, just say that your aunt got better on her own. Second... after curing the illness, you have to make at least two bowls of tofu for me!"

  Qiao Yu'er heard this and burst out laughing, saying: "This is really a strange rule, okay, I agree!"

  But for some reason, as she spoke, her heart felt a little lost.

  Mrs. Qiao was after all just an ordinary person, and her illness was only due to missing her late husband, coupled with overwork, which led to the accumulation of pathogenic qi in her body. Meng Xuan easily pulled out this strand of pathogenic qi, and for him, it was really insignificant, not even enough to refine a first-grade elixir.

  Qiao Yue'er saw Meng Xuan gently pinch a few times on her mother's body, and her mother, who had been drowsy and almost unrecognizable, immediately fell into a deep sleep. After a while, she even started crying out in hunger. Qiao Yue'er was shocked and regarded Meng Xuan as a living god. Seeing this, Meng Xuan could only smile wryly and remind her again not to mention this matter to anyone else.

  Qiao Yu'er was feeding her mother porridge when a commotion suddenly broke out from the shop in front.

  Qiao Yu'er suddenly seemed to remember something, her face changed instantly, she hastily put down the rice bowl and rushed into the store, Meng Xuan followed behind her.

  Upon arriving at the store, I saw seven or eight vicious slaves driving out all the customers, smashing pots and pans to pieces, even dismantling tables and chairs into a heap.

  "Master Jiang, what are you doing? Stop at once!"

  Qiao Yu'er saw this scene and was so anxious that she almost cried out loud. Everything in this store was the result of her and her mother's hard work.

  "Hmph, I thought you were hiding behind and didn't dare to come out..."

  Outside the shop door, a young man with a gloomy face sat on a chair, sneering coldly.

  "Tofu Western Miss Qiao, the other day when you were buying medicine at my pharmacy on credit, didn't you say that if you couldn't pay back the silver by the deadline, you'd have to come with me? Well, today's the day, and I'm here to take you away. See how considerate I am? I'm afraid it would be inconvenient for you to pack your things, so let's just smash all these useless junk, including this shop. Let's just set everything on fire and have a clean slate..."

  That young man sneered and his lustful eyes swept over Qiao Yue'er's slender waist, then he let out a sly laugh.

  "You..."

  Qiao Yu'er was both angry and anxious, almost crying out loud.

  "How much silver does she owe you?"

  At this time, Meng Xuan walked out of the store with a cold face.

  "Who are you?"

  Seeing a man coming out of Qiao Yue's store, Jiang Shao's expression changed instantly.

  "He is the second young master of the Meng family, just yesterday..."

  Next to him, a servant whispered something in Jiang Xiaoyao's ear. Jiang Xiaoyao immediately sneered and said: "You were the one who was stripped of your title and chased back to Siling City like a dog! Haha, Meng Xiaoyao, my apologies! However, when it comes to our Jiang family's business, I'm afraid your Meng family can't even get involved? Just stand aside for now, after we've finished what we need to do, we'll head to the Drunken Moon Building to host a banquet and welcome you back!"

  "Hmph, then I won't drink Young Master Jiang's wine!"

  Meng Xuan sneered, pointing at Qiao Yu'er and said: "Miss Qiao, how much silver do you owe her in total? Just say it out loud, I'll double the amount to repay you. But there's one thing, these things in the shop that you smashed, how are you going to restore them to their original state?"

  Although he hadn't been in the city for a long time, he also knew that this Jiang family was doing business with medicinal materials in Siling City. When he was young, he had met the young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Yuechen, but it had been seven years since they last saw each other, and he didn't expect that this guy would become such a dandy.

  "Even yesterday when I went to Xiao's mansion for a drink, Xiao Shao Ye, who had already become a disciple of the Immortal Sect, was being extremely polite to me!"

  Jiang Yuechen's face sank, and he said coldly: "You're just a discarded disciple of the Immortal Mountain, yet you dare to pretend in front of me? Do you think I really lack those few taels of silver? Let me make it clear to you, the person I'm taking away today is this one. If you step aside, I won't bother with you, but if you dare to interfere, I'll destroy not only your little body, but also continue to smash!"

  The young master gave an order, and those wicked slaves immediately rushed in again.

  "Alas, even wanting to take two days off is impossible!"

  Meng Xuan let out a sigh and suddenly took a step forward, reaching out to grab the nearest evil slave.

  That wicked slave had long been eyeing him, and as soon as he saw him coming to block his way, he immediately cursed and swung a punch. However, Meng Xuan's movements were so fast that he couldn't see them. This punch was thrown out, but somehow it hit the air, and his own body was lightly tossed outside by Meng Xuan. Then, with a grab and a throw, seven or eight strong men were instantly tossed away cleanly by him.

  "It seems you've learned something at Xianmen... Good, this young master hasn't fought with anyone for a long time, my hands are itching!"

  Jiang Yuechen's face suddenly turned gloomy, his hand stroked the waist, and he suddenly jumped up, pouncing towards Meng Xuan.

  The man was still in mid-air when he drew out a silver soft sword from his waist and slashed it towards Meng Xuan's eyes with a "whoosh".

  "Actually wanted to ruin my eyes?"

  Meng Xuan was enraged, and with his insight, he naturally knew that this sword was a straight slash towards his eyes, not a feint at all.

  This young master Jiang is really ruthless, just an ordinary conflict, he actually dares to wield his sword towards his own eyes.

  Anger rose from his heart, he suddenly raised his true energy, and with a swing of his palm, an unstoppable massive force was unleashed in an instant.

  Jiang Yue Chen's soft sword was still far from Meng Xuan's body, but it had already been suppressed by this massive force. The sword suddenly rebounded and stabbed into his shoulder, and then the massive force rushed to his side, heavily striking him backwards.

  However, Meng Xuan didn't wait for him to land. His body flashed and he was already outside the house, reaching out to grab his collar and lifting him up.

  "How much silver does she owe you?"

  Meng Xuan gazed calmly at Jiang Yuechen's eyes and asked.

  "You dare to hurt me today, Meng's surname? From now on, you and I are sworn enemies..."

  Jiang Yuechen paused for a moment before reacting, then gritted his teeth and scolded fiercely.

  He thought Meng Xuan was a useless piece of trash from the Immortal Sect, and wouldn't amount to much. He wanted to bully someone weak, but didn't expect to thoroughly fall apart instead.

  Just with Meng Xuan's single palm of immense power, he knew that he was far inferior to Meng Xuan.

  However, he was unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to rely on his family's power to turn things around.

  But Meng Xuan didn't wait for him to finish speaking and slapped his face with a "slap".

  "How much silver does she owe you?"

  Jiang Yue was stunned for a moment before reacting, realizing that she had just been slapped in public. Enraged, her face flushed with anger, she shouted: "Surnamed Meng..."

  "Bang..."

  Meng Xuan slapped him again and then turned his hand over and gave him another slap.

  Jiang Yuechen still refused to beg for mercy, but didn't expect Meng Xuan to be so ruthless, and was slapped with more than a dozen slaps.

  "How much silver does she owe you?"

  Jiang Yuechen was dragged away like a pig's head by Meng Xuancai, who then stopped and asked again.

  "Ten... two..."

  Jiang Yuechen was thoroughly confused. He was both sinister and stubborn, but he wasn't a fool, knowing the principle that good men don't take advantage of what's in front of them.

  "Hum, you dare to... with just ten taels of silver?"

  Meng Xuan sneered coldly as he reached into his pocket, but suddenly froze, realizing that he actually didn't have any silver on him.