Chaotic World Book
Chapter 205 - 201 Husband and Wife

Chapter 205: Chapter 201 Husband and Wife

The farce came to a direct end, with the stage smashed to pieces and no more show to watch.

People did not know how the previous "Hidden Dragons" had acted, but they soon discovered that few in this generation seemed worthy of respect.

In their imagination, faced with such a situation, everyone would have used their tricks to enter. At most, someone like Xuan Chong would demonstrate his ability while simultaneously expressing dissatisfaction, thus showcasing his grace without seriously offending the host.

This would have allowed the onlookers their entertainment.

But unexpectedly, starting with Situ Xiao, or perhaps it would have happened without him, as Zhao Changhe was also drawing his sword, they all harbored the same intention: from the very beginning, they aimed straight for breaking the door, trying to put an end to this rotten affair.

Ji Chengkong was also directly smacking the Wang Family’s face, nearly taking down their signboard. Of course, he didn’t dare to be too ruthless and didn’t actually take it—it would have cost him his life. But the crooked signboard already caused the Wang Family’s face to burn with pain.

Then Zhao Changhe and Xia Chichi, amidst their casual conversation, decisively smashed the door into complete ruins.

Who’s here to play monkey tricks?

Zhao Changhe’s "Just smash it and be done with it" seemed even more meaningful.

But what puzzled people was that after the stage was dismantled, no high-ranking member of the Wang Family came forward to take charge. Only a man who seemed to be a steward walked slowly to the door, examined it for a moment, and said indifferently, "Go and get a carpenter to make a new door, hang the signboard correctly, and finish the work today."

After saying this, he actually gave Zhao Changhe, Xia Chichi, and Xuan Chong a fist cupping salute and said, "It’s all just a game, everyone please just laugh it off. The young master has been waiting in the banquet hall for a long time, please."

Zhao Changhe and Xia Chichi looked at each other, thinking that this was somewhat in line with the etiquette of a great family. At least Cui Yuanyong gave that impression. What had the Wang Family been doing before?

The two did not say much, simply smiled slightly and entered side by side.

Xuan Chong: "..."

It seems that it was supposed to be the two of us together? Now who am I, and where am I?

The broken door was no longer closed, and the Hidden Dragons who arrived afterward looked at the hole with some surprise, showed their invitations as usual, and the normal welcoming of guests resumed.

But those who had observed the previous scene stamped their feet in frustration, cursing that they couldn’t go in to watch it live, feeling that the banquet itself would probably be more interesting.

Over there, Zhao Changhe and Xia Chichi entered side by side, and beneath her mask, Xia Chichi’s face beamed with happiness: "Hey, isn’t this the first time we’ve walked side by side openly and honorably since leaving Beimang?"

Zhao Changhe looked nostalgic and whispered, "Yes."

If there ever was a time that felt most like "home," it was probably those one or two months of cohabitating with Chichi. Since then, wherever he stayed, he couldn’t find that same sense of belonging that he had felt with Xia Chichi.

It was a pity that afterwards they went their separate ways. The person with whom he first established a relationship did not grow distant due to the passage of time, as he had originally imagined. Instead, due to Sect issues, she became the most hidden of all his relationships, and even walking side by side openly was now a source of joy.

He wondered if the "test results" from Vermilion Bird could loosen the ties between him and Chichi. But at least for today, they met as guests invited to the Wang Family’s banquet, and there was nothing wrong with that.

I must solve this matter...

While these thoughts spun in his head, he joked aloud, "How come you arrived so early? It doesn’t match my expectations. I thought you should have made a grand entrance at the end, make a big show of it. It would fit your name too, Chichi, so stylish."

Xia Chichi pouted her lips and whispered, "Isn’t it just because I knew you would come? I wanted to see you early. Before the banquet starts, there might be a chance to talk more with you. Who knows what will happen once it begins? What’s the point in playing those stylish games..."

Zhao Changhe felt warmth in his heart and whispered back, "The Wang Family actually invited you—I dared not think about it before. To the Imperial authority, you are rebels. The Wang Family openly inviting a rebel to the banquet is already arrogant enough, and you actually dared to come. Aren’t you afraid they’ll burst out with five hundred axe-wielding soldiers or something?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare? With the great size of the Wang Family, they invited people from both the righteous and the unrighteous paths in full view of the world, just to trap a little Seventh Layer Mystical Gate Demoness? How boring." As Xia Chichi spoke, she suddenly switched to Secret Transmission: "Your identity as the Prince is becoming more real in the eyes of the other families. They’re more likely to want to slaughter you than to trap me... Of course, the possibility is equally slim. Your whereabouts have never been secret; if they wanted to kill you, they wouldn’t need to resort to this."

"Uh..."

"The Great Xia families may claim their heritage as scholarly, but after all, this world has risen from the ruins of martial arts, and they still possess a strong spirit of Martial Arts and Worldly Society. If you look at this matter from the perspective of the Worldly Society, it’s not that strange. A great Martial Arts hero invites both the righteous and the unrighteous...," Xia Chichi said leisurely, "If you put it in a storybook, some might even think it shows great spirit."

Zhao Changhe thought that similar examples existed in the present world and nodded in agreement.

Indeed, it was not strange at all.

"But it could also be said that Xia Longyuan’s deterrence was truly invisible here at the Wang Family. The Empress, as a member of the Wang Family, understood Xia Longyuan’s situation even better than others might imagine, possibly more serious... Or rather, the Wang Family’s actions were also sending this message to the Worldly Society, which was quite nasty."

Xia Chichi glanced at the Wang Family Servant leading the way, then back at Xuan Chong, who was enjoying the scenery behind her, "Can you do Secret Transmission now? It’s not good to talk on the road; feels like someone could eavesdrop. If you transmit, the chance of interception is much smaller."

Zhao Changhe indeed knew the art of Secret Transmission. This skill was more or less the same across various Sects. After all, he had pilfered the Maitreya Sect’s ’Extreme Joy Method,’ a complete system that naturally included it. It was nothing more than bundling sound with Inner Strength, a marvelous application achievable by practitioners of the Inner, which those muscle-bound outsiders couldn’t do.

But previously, insufficient Inner Cultivation had made it impossible for him to use it. Now, having broken through to the Fifth Layer of Inner Cultivation, he wondered if he could use it and decided to try: "Hey, hey?"

Xia Chichi: "..."

"It really works!" Zhao Changhe exclaimed happily. "So the Fifth Layer is enough, that crappy secret book said it needed the Seventh Layer."

Xia Chichi gave him a glance, "Normally it would take about the Seventh Layer, but what you are using is... his Cultivation Technique lineage, which is of different quality."

"Uh..."

Speaking of Xia Longyuan’s Cultivation Technique, Xia Chichi’s expression grew even more melancholic. She sighed, "Seeing how the Wang Family is behaving... he, he might really be nearing his end..."

Zhao Changhe pursed his lips.

No wonder Chichi seemed somewhat listless, he could imagine the complexity of her feelings at this moment. No matter how much she despised him, that man was her father.

And these were things that she could only share with him, Zhao Changhe.

"I don’t know if I should find a chance to go to the capital to see him..." said Xia Chichi softly, "It feels like it’s easier for me to enter the capital now than for you. If you were to go, it would cause an uproar. Your Cultivation...is still not ready."

Indeed, Chichi knew exactly what he was thinking; without sufficient strength, it truly wasn’t appropriate to enter the capital. Zhao Changhe could only say, "If you don’t recklessly barge into the Imperial Palace and just snoop around the outer fringes for information, it shouldn’t be a problem. But I feel you won’t be that obedient. It would be really funny if you ended up being caught as an assassin rebel."

Xia Chichi started to laugh, "We’ll see, I’m still hesitating."

Zhao Changhe hummed, "If the situation allows, I will enter the capital... and I will check on him for you."

Xia Chichi did not stand on ceremony with him, "Then you better train harder. Are you now slacking off in the Land of Tender Love? Do you still have the qualities that attracted me to you in the beginning - relentless training every day?"

"I have been training constantly, without a break. Now sect leader Tang has told me to slow down; even playing the zither and painting are part of my Cultivation, quite effective too, not just for fun."

"What about women?"

"...at least for now, I still have my first time, waiting for you to take."

Xia Chichi gave him a sideways glance, her eyes swirling with charm behind the White Tiger mask, "Wasn’t your first time already on my thigh? Big deal! Alright, alright, don’t start talking nonsense just because you’ve learned to use Secret Transmission..."

Whose words were more ridiculous? Zhao Changhe didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry.

If they were talking about that kind of ’first time,’ it had been on his right hand years ago...

The chance for a young couple to spend time together was indeed rare. There seemed to be so much to say, yet sadly no matter how large the Wang Family estate was, the walk from the entrance to the banquet location simply didn’t last long. Soon the Wang Family Servant leading the way stopped, and with a bow said, "The banquet is just ahead. The young master has been awaiting your arrival for some time."

Both of them exhaled and ceased their conversation, both thinking the same thing: it would be nice if the Wang Family estate were just a bit larger...

"The Sixth Hidden Dragon, Lady Xia Chichi of the White Tiger, has arrived~"

"Hidden Dragon Eighteen, Bloodthirsty Shura Zhao Changhe, has arrived~"

The guards standing outside announced their arrival with formality, causing Zhao Changhe to wish he too could grab a mask to cover his face.

The Wang Family’s presentation was so utterly adolescent.

However, as he had just stepped through the main entrance and hadn’t yet gotten a clear view of the hall, a discordant voice coldly rang out: "The Wang Family claims not to judge by background, inviting Hidden Dragons from all over, a grand gesture indeed. We won’t spoil the mood by talking about conflicts between good and evil here. However, attending a banquet in a mask, skulking and hiding, that’s just too rude. Is this the quality of the Demon Sect?"

Before Xia Chichi could say anything, Zhao Changhe spoke up first, "What stupid asshole, what’s it to you!"

Xia Chichi’s expression, already very cold under the mask, suddenly became all smiles.