Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 53: Who Gave You the Courage (Fifth Part)

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Who Gave You the Courage (Fifth Part)

Zhang Feilong left the Song Family and picked up his master, Immortal Hu, before heading back toward the Song Family.

Song Wentao led nearly a hundred members of his family, young and old, to greet Immortal Hu at the door. As Immortal Hu stood in front of their courtyard gate, Song Wentao was the first to kneel down.

"This junior, Song Wentao, pays respects to Immortal Hu."

In an instant, all the members of the Song Family knelt down.

Zhang Feilong felt a surge of pride and led his master, Immortal Hu, into the Song Family Mansion.

In the luxurious reception hall of the Song Family, Zhang Feilong picked up a cup of tea and handed it to his master.

Immortal Hu took a sip and set it down, "Feilong, where is that boy named Yan Rufeng now?"

Zhang Feilong bowed and said, "Master, he is at the Yan Family residence."

"Yan Family, which Yan Family? Take me there; tonight we’ll capture him," Immortal Hu said disdainfully.

Song Wentao heard this and thought to himself, "Capturing Yan Rufeng tonight would cause the entire Yan Family to fall. Tomorrow is his grandfather Yan Mo’s birthday. If we destroy their hopes on Yan Mo’s birthday, the Yan Family would surely be doomed..."

Song Wentao quickly gave Zhang Feilong a look. Zhang Feilong understood and hurriedly said, "Master, you are weary from the journey. Why not rest for a night and go to the Yan Family tomorrow to capture Yan Rufeng?"

"Heh heh."

Immortal Hu laughed coldly, "Feilong, as you suggested, let that boy live one more night."

At the Mu Family residence, Mu Ru couldn’t calm her emotions. She had never imagined that the Mu Family and the Yan Family would reconcile like this. Not only that, but the Yan Family had also prepared a grand gift and was holding a wedding ceremony.

Since Mu Ru had eloped with Yan Feng, she never thought this day would come. Her heart raced, her face flushed, overwhelmed with shyness, resembling a young bride-to-be.

As dawn broke, it was a magical and vast moment for Mu Ru, who hadn’t slept all night.

In the deep and faintly white sky, the bright morning star was slowly fading. The morning breeze blew, the wild grass slightly trembling, and everything was shrouded in a mysterious twilight. A bird’s chirping broke the morning silence.

Before long, the rumbling sound of cars came from outside the Mu Mansion. The procession lined up a mile away, with wedding gifts tied with red satin filling the Mu Family courtyard.

Mu Ru, dressed in a white wedding gown, blushed. Even without makeup, thanks to the Youthful Pill, Mu Ru was far more beautiful than most young women. Supported by her sister-in-law and her mother, who had returned from abroad, Mu Ru stepped into the Yan Family’s wedding car.

Yan Feng, sitting in the passenger seat, looked every bit the groom. He turned back to look at Mu Ru, continually smiling.

"What are you standing there for, not greeting my mother?" Mu Ru said shyly.

"Hello, Auntie," Yan Feng said with a silly grin.

"Still calling me Auntie?" Mu Ru’s mother chided.

"Mom!"

"Haha..."

Mu Ru’s mother laughed, and as she laughed, she started to cry.

"Mom, why are you crying on such a joyous day?" Mu Ru’s eyes also became moist.

"It’s been twenty-three years. Seeing you both finally having a fulfilled cultivation, it makes me happy," she said.

Yan Feng turned his head and said, "Mom, I heard from my mother that ever since Ru’er and I eloped, you and my mom went abroad and never came back. This time it’s good, you two sisters don’t have to stay abroad anymore."

"You cheeky boy. You’ve got a sweet mouth. Your mom and I have discussed it. This time, we’re not going abroad; we’ll stay home and take care of the grandkids."

"Uh."

Mu Ru said awkwardly, "Mom, Rufeng is twenty years old now; he doesn’t need you to take care of him."

Her mother rolled her eyes, saying, "Who said I want to take care of Rufeng, the eldest grandson? I want to take care of the little grandchildren."

Yan Feng remained silent while Mu Ru shyly said, "Mom, what are you saying? Your daughter is nearly forty."

"Ru’er, the policy now doesn’t forbid it. No matter what age you are, it doesn’t matter. I want grandchildren, and you must fulfill my wish. It’s also your Aunt Yan’s wish."

Yan Feng laughed secretly in the front seat. Mu Ru bit her lip, looked down, and said softly after a long pause, "Mom, we’ll try our best."

"That’s the spirit!"

The car was filled with laughter and joy.

At ten o’clock, the entourage arrived at the Kyoto Restaurant. The restaurant’s hall was already packed. People from the capital’s various families, the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, the Martial Arts Association, and the other seven hidden martial cultivation families, except the Song Family, were all present.

When people saw the Mu Family attending Yan Mo’s birthday celebration, they started whispering to each other.

At that moment, the host stepped onto the stage with a smile, saying, "Everyone, please be quiet and let me introduce you."

The hotel’s hall quieted down.

The host, with a full smile, said, "Ladies and gentlemen, before I introduce myself, let me state that today is not only the birthday of a highly respected elder but also a joyous occasion for a newlywed couple. Friends, let’s give them a warm round of applause and our heartfelt congratulations."

Applause rang out, and as the host continued introducing the guests, the crowd started conversing.

"Brother Zhao, isn’t today the birthday of the Yan Family head? How come there’s also a wedding? Whose wedding is it?"

"Brother Han, I don’t know either."

At this point, an elder said disdainfully, "Seeing you two so young, it’s not surprising you don’t know. Have you seen the people from the Mu Family?"

"Yes, we’ve seen them. So what if the Mu Family’s people are here?" they asked in unison.

"Hmph."

"What does it signify? You should know the Mu Family and the Yan Family have always been at odds. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Over twenty years ago, the Yan Family’s eldest son, Yan Feng, eloped with the Mu Family’s eldest daughter. Do you understand now?"

"Got it. It means the Yan Family and the Mu Family are reconciling today. The wedding is the best testimony to their reconciliation."

"Haha!"

"So what? The Mu Family is still in decline," someone sneered.

"Alas."

Someone sighed, "Young man, you don’t understand. With the reconciliation of the Yan Family and the Mu Family, and since Yan Rufeng is Yan Mo’s grandson, and as I know, Yan Yun, the second son of Yan Mo, has no offspring. What does this imply?"

"Could it be that Yan Rufeng is the son of the Yan Family’s eldest son and the Mu Family’s eldest daughter?" someone exclaimed in shock.

"Does that even need asking? From now on, the Mu Family can’t be provoked..."

"Now, let’s welcome the newlyweds with the warmest applause..."

As the host’s enthusiastic voice faded, Yan Feng held Mu Ru’s hand, and they slowly walked onto the stage under the blessings of everyone.

"Haha..."

A burst of inappropriate laughter rang out in the hall.

Everyone turned to look and cried out in shock, "Song Wentao, why is he here?"

"Who knows; it can’t be good for him to come at this time."

"Let’s wait and see..."

"Brother Yan, today should I be celebrating your birthday or wishing you many children?"

"Haha..."

As soon as Song Wentao finished speaking, someone murmured, "Song Wentao’s remark not only insulted the Yan Family but also the Mu Family. Today, he is going too far."

"Isn’t that the truth? Look, they’re about to fight."

Song Wentao’s words were a self-destructive move. Even without reaching the Qi Refining Third Level, Yan Mo, at his peak as a Martial Artist, could easily annihilate Song Wentao.

As soon as Song Wentao finished speaking, Yan Mo leaped forward and stood right in front of him.

"Pa."

A slap resounded, and Song Wentao’s body flew backward at high speed, crashing into a pillar in the hotel’s hall.

"Pfft."

All his teeth were knocked out.

Song Wentao clutched his face, wailing in pain.

"Yan Mo, you dare hit me! Today, none of your Yan Family will leave here alive."

"Hmph."

Yan Mo’s sharp eyes stared at Song Wentao on the ground and said disdainfully, "Song Wentao, you publicly declared you would destroy my Yan Family. Who gave you the courage?"

"I did!"

A domineering voice echoed through the hall.