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Chapter 807 - 817: If You Can Act, Cut the Chatter!

Chapter 807: Chapter 817: If You Can Act, Cut the Chatter!

In the Southern Border, the bridal procession approached steadily.

The ceremony here still followed the traditional Southern Border Tribe customs.

From a distance, Miao Qing could be seen riding a tall horse. Today, he wore the groom’s attire, but it did little to change his usual unkempt appearance. Leading the procession on horseback, he was followed by several elderly men, and behind them were porters carrying numerous wedding gifts, attracting the attention of countless onlookers along the way.

"As expected from the Miao Family’s wedding, what an impressive display!"

"Indeed, it makes one envious!"

According to Southern Border Tribe wedding traditions, on the wedding day, both the bride’s and groom’s families held banquets for friends, relatives, and villagers. The groom, accompanied by several groomsmen, would bring gifts to fetch the bride. Among them, one older and experienced man was required. When the procession reached the bride’s village, some women would block the way with bamboo poles, demanding a singing duel. After each song, the wedding party had to gift the women before they would remove the poles and allow passage. This would happen repeatedly until they reached the bride’s house.

However, today, no one dared to block Miao Qing’s procession. Miao Qing’s reputation in the Miao Village was far from good.

Soon, Miao Qing arrived beneath the bamboo house of Li Chuwen’s family.

Miao Qing hastily dismounted, rubbing his hands as he looked ahead. "Wenwen, I’m here!"

Then, with a lecherous expression, he charged inside.

"Wenwen, let’s go home together!"

But instead of seeing Li Chuwen, he found only a young man lounging leisurely on a chair in the Li Family courtyard.

"Who are you?" Miao Qing’s face darkened at the sight of the stranger.

At that moment, Li Chuwen’s father emerged excitedly upon seeing Miao Qing. "Miao Qing... you’ve arrived!"

"Where is Wenwen? Today is supposed to be our big day. Why haven’t I seen her yet?" Miao Qing demanded immediately.

"It’s like this... Wenwen has encountered a situation," said Li Chuwen’s father, unwilling to admit that Li Chuwen would rather die than marry Miao Qing.

"What situation?" Miao Qing’s expression grew even darker.

"Allow me to explain the situation," said Tang Zhong, who had been sitting in the courtyard, standing up deliberately. "Li Chuwen will not marry you. So, why don’t you just leave?"

Upon hearing Tang Zhong’s words, Miao Qing’s face turned grim. "Who are you? What business of yours is it to meddle in my affairs?"

Li Chuwen’s father hadn’t expected Tang Zhong to speak up. He originally intended to stop Miao Qing from assaulting Tang Zhong, but he hadn’t anticipated that Tang Zhong would dare to speak. Immediately, he said, "Mr. Miao, it’s like this: that man is from the big city. Rumor has it he’s Wenwen’s boyfriend from the city. Rest assured, I’ll make him leave at once. Wenwen should be married to you!"

"Is that true?" Miao Qing’s expression shifted as he glared at Tang Zhong. "Are you here to steal my woman?"

"Steal a woman...? Is a woman something to be stolen?" Tang Zhong remained seated on the Taishi Chair. His fingers idly tapped the armrest as he swayed with leisure.

"I don’t care who you are. Get lost now, or I promise you’ll regret it!" Miao Qing declared.

He hated it the most when someone dared to compete with him for a woman.

Tang Zhong squinted his eyes, surprised by Miao Qing’s aggressive tone. Slowly, he stood up from the chair.

By now, due to the commotion, the entire village had heard about the man from the city, reportedly Li Chuwen’s boyfriend, barging in to interfere with Miao Qing’s marriage.

Everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of this man from the city!

However, upon seeing Tang Zhong, disappointment spread across the villagers’ faces. This young-looking man came all the way to the Miao Village to challenge Miao Qing? Did he have a death wish?

Tang Zhong straightened up, staring back at Miao Qing. "I already told you: Li Chuwen doesn’t want to marry you today. Step aside. Love requires mutual consent. What you’re doing is wrong."

"Damn it! Whatever I do is right! If I fancy someone, that’s my business! Who the hell are you?!" Miao Qing charged forward, ready to strike Tang Zhong.

The surrounding crowd predicted what would happen next. Miao Qing had a notorious reputation for being brutal in fights. Plus, being the young master of the Miao Village, he’d undoubtedly overpower the city boy in no time.

Li Chuwen’s father shook his head as he watched Tang Zhong. To him, whatever would happen next seemed inevitable. After all, he had warned Tang Zhong.

But as Miao Qing approached, Tang Zhong narrowed his eyes. Without hesitation, he slapped Miao Qing across the face.

Everyone had assumed the city boy would instantly collapse from Miao Qing’s strike. But the next moment completely defied their expectations.

A crisp sound echoed as Miao Qing was sent sprawling to the ground. He clutched his swollen face in agony.

Everyone was stunned. Miao Qing, who routinely bullied others, had actually been struck down!

"You dare hit me?" Miao Qing shouted, clutching his face as he glared at Tang Zhong.

He attempted to stand up and charge at him again. "I’ll make you suffer for this!"

But this time, he was met with a kick to the chest.

The blow sent Miao Qing flying once more, landing hard on the ground. His face flushed bright red with humiliation.

"You dare hit me again?!"

"That’s right. I dare!" Tang Zhong retorted coldly. He picked up a chair from the ground. Dealing with someone like Miao Qing wasn’t worth exerting much effort.

In this world, strength determines truth!

Against shameless people, brute force was the only language they understood. As the saying goes: if words won’t work, let fists do the talking!

With that, Tang Zhong slammed the chair onto Miao Qing’s head.

There was no need to waste time on a loser like Miao Qing; a straightforward beatdown sufficed.

The clanging sounds of the chair echoed as Miao Qing screamed in pain.

"You’ll regret this! You’ll die miserably for this!"

"Ahhh..."

The air was filled with Miao Qing’s pitiful cries. The spectators couldn’t believe what they were witnessing.

Realizing the situation had spiraled, the burly men from Miao Qing’s wedding procession finally stepped in.

"Step aside!" Tang Zhong barked, his voice booming.

The men recoiled in fear.

Tang Zhong hoisted the chair once more and turned to Miao Qing. "Today, I’ll protect Li Chuwen at all costs!"

The crowd was dumbfounded. Never before had they seen Miao Qing suffer so much.

Li Chuwen herself stood frozen in astonishment. As she gazed at Tang Zhong, an inexplicable attraction stirred within her. For the first time, she understood what had drawn Weiwei to this man. There was a captivating aura about him, one that was impossible to resist.

Meanwhile, the burly men, having been repelled, wore grim expressions.

"Quick... go inform the Village Head and ask him to intervene!"