122 She Actually Made a Night Raid on Yan Zhen?
At the banquet, most of the Yu family members were present, from the elders to the children, all gathered to meet the Yu family’s prospective “son-in-law.”
Looking at the hundreds of tables, Yan Zhen felt immense pressure, not because he was nervous, but because he felt guilty.
He had no intention of marrying into their family.
Led by a servant, Yan Zhen and Instructor Yu Xuan sat at the second most important table, just below the Clan Head and the elders.
Soon, Great Aunt Elder, Mother-in-law Clan Head, Younger Aunt Dean, and Aunt Head Instructor, all dressed in formal attire, arrived and took their seats.
Before the banquet began, Clan Head Yu Lu went straight to the point, introducing Yan Zhen:
From Martial Tang City in the Gallo Kingdom (ordinary background).
Sixteen years old, a six-star Mystic Master, possessing rare Extreme Flames, capable of fighting above his realm, having defeated a four-star Mystic General in the Inner Academy and forcefully ascended the Rising Star List (immense potential).
Also acquainted with the Celestial God Clan Goddess and the Dragon God Clan Princess, maintaining close relationships with them (extensive connections).
Originally Xuan’er’s student at the Mystic Academy, they had come to know, understand, and love each other. He was willing to give up everything for Xuan’er, marry into the Yu family, and become one of them (no ambition).
Even Yan Zhen felt a bit embarrassed listening to this introduction, and Younger Aunt Dean and Aunt Head Instructor, knowing the truth, glanced at him.
Then, Clan Head Yu Lu mentioned her intention to cultivate Yan Zhen as the second heir and select one or two young women from the clan to be his concubines, to ensure the continuation of his line.
Cousin Yu Die, among the crowd, quickly lowered her head, like a student avoiding a teacher’s question. Then, she heard her mother mutter, “This young man is quite handsome. If only I were twenty years younger…”
Cousin Yu Die rolled her eyes, then heard her mother continue, “Xiao Die, why don’t you reconsider? This is a good…”
“Stop.” Cousin Yu Die immediately raised her hand. “I don’t mind being a concubine, but I absolutely refuse to be a mistress. So don’t try to persuade me.”
—And it might not even be just a mistress. That boy seems to have a whole harem, and he’s even involved with that Celestial God Clan girl.
Of course, that wasn’t the main issue. The main issue was that Yan Zhen and Xuan’er were deeply in love. She was an outsider and couldn’t possibly fit in. How awkward.
Although she found Yan Zhen quite agreeable, it wasn’t necessary.
After the announcements, the banquet officially began.
Clan Head Yu Lu, along with her daughter and future son-in-law, toasted the elders and senior members of the family, introducing Yan Zhen to each of them. With every toast, he and Instructor Yu Xuan received a red envelope filled with gifts.
Then, they toasted the younger generation, making their acquaintance.
After a round of toasts, Yan Zhen, who had a low tolerance for alcohol, was flushed and slightly unsteady on his feet.
The Yu family’s banquet wine was, naturally, spirit wine, potent and difficult to resist even with cultivation.
Although he could circulate his Mystic Power to expel the alcohol, doing so during a banquet was considered rude, so he had to endure.
Instructor Yu Xuan supported him and said softly, “Mother, Yan Zhen is a bit drunk. I’ll take him back to his room to rest.”
Clan Head Yu Lu glanced at her drunken future son-in-law, practically leaning on her daughter, and nodded slightly. “He must sleep in his own room tonight.”
Instructor Yu Xuan blushed, replied, “I understand, Mother,” and then helped Yan Zhen back to his room, laid him on the bed, dismissed the servants, and stayed with him.
Yan Zhen lay on the bed, his eyes slightly open, his vision blurry as he focused on Instructor Yu Xuan. He reached out to touch her face.
“Instructor…”
Instructor Yu Xuan took his hand, pressed it against her soft cheek, and said gently, “Are you thirsty? I’ll get you some water.”
Yan Zhen shook his head and closed his eyes again.
Instructor Yu Xuan gazed at him tenderly. “Since you’re tired, then sleep. I’ll be here with you.”
She gently kissed him on the lips.
Yan Zhen, enjoying the kiss, mumbled in agreement and soon fell asleep, his breathing even.
Instructor Yu Xuan sat by the bed, watching her beloved sleep, her heart filled with happiness.
Although she wanted to stay and cuddle with him, her mother’s warning echoed in her mind.
After a long while, Instructor Yu Xuan quietly left the room, closing the door behind her.
Not long after she left, a figure who had been lurking outside stealthily entered the room. Seeing Yan Zhen sleeping soundly on the bed, his lips slightly parted, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes.
It was Dean Yu Qing. Dressed in a deep blue formal dress, she looked even more alluring than in her usual Dean’s robe, though her sinister expression somewhat spoiled the effect.
At the banquet, seeing Yan Zhen practically passed out drunk, Dean Yu Qing’s desire for revenge had been rekindled.
So, after Instructor Yu Xuan took Yan Zhen back to his room, she also excused herself and secretly followed.
She lurked outside, waiting until her niece finally left, then entered the room.
—Now that Yan Zhen was out cold, she could do whatever she wanted, Keh keh keh!
“Daring to embarrass me like that, you brat… What goes around comes around. Now it’s my turn!”
Dean Yu Qing thought for a moment, then undid Yan Zhen’s belt and opened his shirt, revealing his broad chest.
“Not bad pecs.”
She took out a brush from her storage ring, licked the tip with her pink tongue, and channeled Water Mystic Power into the brush’s tip.
She planned to draw a small turtle on his chest using her Water Mystic Power as ink. With her cultivation level, even if Yan Zhen possessed Extreme Flames, it would take him at least three to five days to dispel it.
Imagining his shocked expression upon waking up and seeing a turtle on his chest, Dean Yu Qing felt a surge of satisfaction.
—Oldies but goodies… Pfft pfft!, who’s old? This Dean is only in her early thirties!
Just as she started drawing, a hand grabbed her wrist, stopping her.
Dean Yu Qing was startled. She looked closely and saw that Yan Zhen had woken up at some point, his eyes slightly open, murmuring drowsily, “Instructor, stop it… that tickles~”
Dean Yu Qing blinked, realizing that this little rascal had mistaken her for Xuan’er. That was close.
She gently struggled, trying to free her hand, but his grip was firm. Not wanting to wake him, she didn’t dare to use too much force.
So, she switched the brush to her left hand and continued drawing.
“Instructor~”
Yan Zhen, dissatisfied, grabbed her left hand as well.
Now, both of Dean Yu Qing’s hands were restrained.
“Let… let go!”
Yan Zhen didn’t respond, his breathing even again.
Dean Yu Qing bit her lip, looked around the empty room, and a strange thought suddenly occurred to her, her heart pounding. Then, she stuck out her tongue and continued drawing on Yan Zhen’s chest with it.
—I just want revenge. I’ll use any means necessary!
Unbeknownst to her, a figure with blue and white hair was hidden in the bushes outside, observing the forbidden scene through her glasses.
—Yu Qing is making a night raid on Yan Zhen?
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