Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s
Chapter 724: Seven hundred twenty-two, refuse receipt

Chapter 724: Seven hundred twenty-two, refuse receipt

Yang Mujing wasn’t keen on accepting Yang Jianguo’s gift, but as the saying goes, the guest is king, and today was his wedding day. Naturally, he couldn’t embarrass someone in public, so he responded with a faint smile and a nod, reaching out to take the gift from Yang Jianguo. "Thank you, Big Uncle!"

"Why so formal with your Big Uncle? I’ll go inside first; you two carry on."

With that, he nodded to Wang Fei with a smile and stepped into the banquet hall with his wife and child.

Entering the banquet hall, Yang Jianguo looked around and quickly spotted Yang Muxue, who was sitting with Luo Qianyu. He quickly walked over to them.

"Muxue, there you are." Yang Jianguo greeted Yang Muxue with a smile.

Yang Muxue, who had been talking to Luo Shu, frowned slightly upon hearing Yang Jianguo’s voice from behind her. She turned around and nodded faintly to Yang Jianguo.

Yang Jianguo didn’t mind Yang Muxue’s chilly demeanor and cheerfully sat down in an empty seat, turning to Luo Qianyu. "You must be Qian Yu. I am Muxue’s Big Uncle, Yang Jianguo. This is her Big Aunt, and there’s also the cousin."

Luo Qianyu nodded politely to the three of them. "Hello!" He didn’t like the people from the Yang family; if it hadn’t been for them, he and Xiao Xuexue wouldn’t have been separated for so long.

"Qian Yu, I really didn’t know that Muxue was already with you; otherwise, I wouldn’t have made such a foolish mistake. Please don’t take it to heart," Yang Jianguo said with a smile. He certainly knew what Luo Qianyu cared about the most. In fact, he regretted that incident quite a bit as well. If he had known of Luo Qianyu’s strong background, he would never have agreed to Muxue’s marriage to Yan Lixing, even if it meant offending the Yan Family.

"Let’s not talk about the past; it’s all over," Luo Qianyu replied calmly. Shushu had already informed him about the Yang family’s secret dealings with the Yin Corpse Sect. Regardless of whether the plan to marry Muxue into the Yan Family had happened, he had no good feelings toward the Yang family.

"To show the Yang family’s sincerity, I have specifically brought a gift for you to see if you like it." Yang Jianguo said with a smile, taking out a small wooden box and handing it to Luo Qianyu. He was confident Luo Qianyu would be happy upon seeing it.

Luo Qianyu glanced at the small wooden box with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "You can take it back. I won’t accept it." It wasn’t just because they were Low Grade Spirit Stones; even if they were Top-quality Spirit Stones, he might not even give them a second look.

"These are great items. Open it and have a look; you might like what’s inside," Yang Jianguo said, still wearing a confident smile. Luo Qianyu didn’t know what was inside yet. If he knew, he definitely wouldn’t reject it.

"Take it back," Luo Qianyu declined again.

"It’s a truly rare treasure. Once you open it, you’ll understand. This item is very beneficial for Ancient Martial Cultivation," Yang Jianguo insisted, maintaining his smile.

"I know what’s inside, and I don’t need it," Luo Qianyu said, elegantly picking up a glass of red wine from the table and swirling it in his hand.

"Qian Yu, you don’t have to be so polite with us. We’re all family here. Let me open it for you," Yang Jianguo said with a smile. Though there were many people around, ordinary people wouldn’t recognize the value of Spirit Stones.

Luo Qianyu raised his hand, stopping Yang Jianguo’s action. "I know there are two Spirit Stones inside. There’s no need for you to open it."

Yang Jianguo’s face showed a trace of surprise. "How did you know?" Could he be a True Cultivator? The leader of the Yin Corpse Sect had told him that True Cultivators had a keen sense for Spirit Stones. He was advised not to take the Spirit Stones out of the box before becoming a True Cultivator, lest it attract life-threatening danger.

Luo Qianyu took a sip from his wine glass and turned away, no longer regarding Yang Jianguo. He despised having even a few extra words with such an objectionable person.

Seeing that Luo Qianyu was ignoring him, Yang Jianguo’s brows furrowed, but he soon leaned in closer with a smile. "You’re not a True Cultivator, are you?"

Luo Qianyu gave a cold laugh. "I don’t understand what you’re talking about. The feast is about to start. You should return to your seats." It’s a good thing this idiot isn’t a True Cultivator, or there would be no secrets left in True Cultivation.

With Luo Qianyu’s obvious dismissal, Yang Jianguo couldn’t stay any longer, no matter how thick-skinned he was; he took back the wooden box and headed to his assigned table, marked on the invitation.

"Jianguo, does this mean we have no chance of getting in good with the Divine Doctor Family anymore?" Wu Xiaoqin asked, discontent.

Yang Jianguo shook his head and let out a deep sigh. Anger was building inside him. But Luo Qianyu was definitely not someone he could afford to offend; he could only swallow his pride.

It was all due to that despicable Yin Corpse Sect. If they hadn’t mysteriously disappeared, he might be a True Cultivator by now. If he had become a True Cultivator, would he have to put up with Luo Qianyu’s attitude? The Cultivation Technique given to him by the Yin Corpse Sect, he had practiced it, but there were many aspects he didn’t understand, and he had no idea whom to consult.

"It’s not a big deal. The Divine Doctor Family is just another typical Ancient Martial Family," Yang Jianguo said, pouring himself a glass of red wine. The Wang Family had not spared any effort for the wedding banquet; even the wine for the event had all been imported from abroad.

"Dad, does this mean we give up on getting close to the Divine Doctor Family?" Yang Yuebing asked.

"That’s the only choice we have now," Yang Jianguo said dejectedly. He had finally decided to offer the Spirit Stones openly, yet the other party treated them with disdain. How could he not feel frustrated? The treasure he valued was worthless in the eyes of the other party.

As guests began to take their seats, the feast officially started, and dishes upon dishes of delicious food were served at the tables.

Wang Fei and Yang Mujing joined Luo Shu and the others at their table.

"Sister, did they come to see you and Brother-in-Law just now?" Yang Mujing asked, looking at Yang Muxue.

"Yes," Yang Muxue nodded.

"Seems like they haven’t given up yet," Yang Mujing said disdainfully. Although the Yang family was his own blood, he didn’t favor the interest-driven clan. Especially after what happened to his sister, he had completely lost faith in the Yang family.

"It doesn’t matter whether they’ve given up or not. I don’t wish to have any dealings with them anymore," Yang Muxue stated resolutely. A family that unscrupulously sought profit and even colluded with an Evil Sect like the Yin Corpse Sect—what could she possibly expect from them?