Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 549: Hacker 542, who doesn’t know ancient martial arts, is not a good Da Shen (an expert in a field) 17, four more updates

Chapter 549: Hacker 542, who doesn’t know ancient martial arts, is not a good Da Shen (an expert in a field) 17, four more updates

In the Hall, aside from the few people similar to Fei Xiaoxiao.

Everyone recognized the person who had just walked in.

Jiang Yungui.

Decades ago, a mere fifteen-year-old Jiang Yungui was a prodigy that stunned the Ancient Martial Arts World, breaking through to the Heavenly Man Realm before even turning fifteen.

This solidified the Jiang Family’s position in the Ancient Martial Arts World.

Ten years had passed, and no one knew the extents he had reached. Some even suspected in the Ancient Martial Arts World that Jiang Yungui might have ascended.

But no one expected to see him here at this time.

"It’s Young Master Jiang!" Fei Xiaoxiao heard the excited yet restrained voice of someone who had been crying just moments ago beside her.

That brought Fei Xiaoxiao gradually back to her senses, and she asked, "Do you know him?"

"Of course, that’s Jiang Yungui!" Fei Xiaoxiao’s friend could hardly contain herself. "I thought I would never see this big shot in the Ancient Martial Arts World again, but he’s actually come back! Who knows why he suddenly returned! The faith of the Ancient Martial Arts World, the absolute faith! I need to practice the Heart Method a hundred more times, a hundred times!"

The men and women present nearly exploded upon seeing Jiang Yungui.

Even Xiu Dong, upon laying eyes on him, appeared much more relaxed, "Thank goodness he’s back."

For it was estimated by the day, Jiang Yungui had merely restrained that blood shadow right where it stood.

An existence that had the Ancient Martial Arts World at its wits’ end was so easily subjugated by Jiang Yungui.

Even the blood shadow itself couldn’t believe it.

Elder Jiang glanced at the immobilized blood shadow, not sure whether to pity or revel in Schadenfreude, "Any other time would have been fine, but why wash the Ancient Martial Arts World in blood on the day of his wedding? Who do you blame?"

After speaking, he didn’t bother with it any further.

And hastened back to the Jiang Family to prepare for the event.

Fei Xiaoxiao stood dazedly watching this scene, taking a long while to regain her composure.

When she finally did, she repeated the name "Jiang Yungui" to herself, suddenly realizing something. She immediately returned to her own bedroom in the Ancient Martial Arts World and pulled out an invitation card.

Two names were written on the invitation card.

Ye Shaohua.

Jiang Yungui.

It must be a coincidence of names, Fei Xiaoxiao thought as she immediately called Ma Chunhong.

Ma Chunhong, thinking she was just curious about what Jiang Yungui looked like, immediately sent a photo she had of both Ye Shaohua and Jiang Yungui to Fei Xiaoxiao.

When Fei Xiaoxiao saw the photo, she almost lost all her strength.

It really was him...

She felt like she was watching a celebrity TV show; how could something so absurd happen?

Ye Shaohua, from high school to university, always demure and hardly noticeable, was going to marry into the Jiang Family? And to that particular person from the family.

Knowing all this, Fei Xiaoxiao didn’t understand why, but she felt somewhat suffocated.

Was this a dramatic turnaround?

Fei Xiaoxiao even had a mischievous thought—could it be that no one in the Jiang Family stopped this ridiculous wedding?

**

"Xiaoxiao’s phone call?" Ye Fuming had been upset for quite some time after discovering that Ye Shaohua had secretly registered for marriage.

It was like his own cabbage had been ravaged by a pig, albeit a decent-looking pig.

But Ye Fuming was still uncomfortable.

As the wedding date drew closer, his heart grew even heavier.

Ma Chunhong nodded, "It was her, asking if I knew who Yungui was and if I’d ever seen him. By the way, have all the relatives arrived?"

Ye Fuming looked at the invitation in his hand, "Except for my eldest aunt’s family, only my second uncle’s family has come; the others either don’t have the time, need to look after children, are busy at home, or because it’s too far away."

Although not many relatives were coming, Ye Fuming had plenty of friends to make do and fill the space.

Ye Fuming was also aware that the family relatives knew about the Ye Family’s situation. They figured Ye Shaohua’s hasty marriage wasn’t a good sign, and since the groom had not been introduced, they subconsciously feared the groom was indecent.

Otherwise, why wasn’t the Ye Family openly celebrating?

They suspected it was probably just for the sake of red envelopes.

Most relatives who were not very close harbored such thoughts and mostly didn’t show up.

Ye Fuming wasn’t surprised by this outcome; he knew he wasn’t RMB—not something that compels people to come just by mentioning it.

At the same time, Ye Fuyou and a group of relatives from the eldest aunt had also received the Ye Family’s invitation.

Ma Chunhong had still been inquiring about potential matches for Ye Shaohua from friends and family half a year ago.

However, even after scouring through all the relatives, no suitable match was found, and this became common knowledge among them. Relatives tend to be gossipy, and word spread until it became a message that Ye Shaohua couldn’t find a partner.

Because of this, the eldest aunt enjoyed admonishing Ye Shaohua in front of Ma Chunhong every chance she got.

Unexpectedly, barely a week after the last lecture, they received news of Ye Shaohua’s wedding.

After receiving the invitation, the eldest aunt shook her head at Ye Fuyou, "I told you, that daughter of your little brother’s family is no good, getting married in such a rush without even showing us the groom. Tsk, I suspect she’s pregnant; otherwise, why marry in such haste and lose face."

Ye Fuyou flipped through the invite, not particularly interested, but then remembered Fei Xiaoxiao’s relationship with Ye Shaohua.

There was no way she would miss Ye Shaohua’s wedding.

He instantly made up his mind to go and even asked his daughter, Ye Qingqing, to bring her boyfriend, "Remember, having a connection with Fei Xiaoxiao will give you and your boyfriend a more stable future in the Imperial City. Your uncle may not grasp the importance of powerful connections, but you two should be wiser."

Ye Qingqing was impatient but didn’t refuse her father’s wish.

"Dress up nicely," the eldest aunt instructed Ye Qingqing, "Take your new car, who knows if Shaohua’s boyfriend even has a car, or if he is from the Imperial City..."

Loving beauty is a woman’s nature.

On the day of Ye Shaohua’s wedding, Ye Qingqing even made a special trip to get stylized and changed into a delicate gown before joining Ye Fuyou and others en route to the wedding venue.

"It’s strange that there were no cars on the road today, it’s as if the area was cleared out." Ye Qingqing’s boyfriend drove smoothly to one of the top hotels in the Imperial City.

When they approached the hotel, he suddenly stopped the car.

"What’s wrong?" Ye Qingqing looked up.

Her boyfriend’s fingers trembled as he pointed ahead at a long line of journalists, his voice shaking, "Uncle, Auntie, are you sure this is just an ordinary wedding?"