The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law -
Chapter 89 The Bold Zhuge Xuan
Chapter 89: Chapter 89 The Bold Zhuge Xuan
The door opened, and a charmingly cute girl stood outside the room, her large, soulful eyes spinning around, betraying a hint of nervousness.
She had snuck down the mountain this time and feared being punished by her master, Zhuge Qingfeng.
"What are you standing there for? Come in."
Zhuge Qingfeng said solemnly.
"Oh."
The girl cautiously stepped into the living room, stealing glances at Long Chen from time to time.
She looked as if she wanted to throw herself at him.
"Zhuge Xuan, little sister, long time no see."
Long Chen greeted her.
"Chen brother."
Zhuge Xuan smiled sweetly.
"Xuan’er, you’re nineteen years old now. Speak more maturely and stop acting coquettishly. How can I, as your teacher, rest assured leaving you by Mr. Long’s side for training?"
Zhuge Qingfeng stared at Zhuge Xuan.
"Ah? Master, you said... said you want to leave me by Chen brother’s side?"
Zhuge Xuan was stunned.
"Yes, you don’t want to? If you’re unwilling, forget it. I regret it already," Zhuge Qingfeng said.
"No, no, no." Zhuge Xuan hurriedly said: "Master, I really need the training. Following Mr. Long, I will definitely become extremely powerful, invincible in this world, and I promise not to disgrace you."
"If you can take care of yourself, that will do. As for my reputation, do whatever you want with it."
Zhuge Qingfeng said indifferently.
"Master, you don’t trust me."
Zhuge Xuan’s cute face fell.
"Old Daoist Zhuge, you need to trust Xuan’er. This girl has talent, and I see that she will surpass you sooner or later. Plus, there’s nothing wrong with a girl being able to act coquettishly; it doesn’t stop her from surpassing you."
Long Chen said, smiling.
"The old Daoist thinks it will be quite difficult."
Zhuge Qingfeng said with a smile.
"What if I let her master the entire Martial Arts Truth?"
"Then she would only be a brute of a woman," Zhuge Qingfeng said.
"So, she has to master that long, thick, and pungent Taoist Scripture of yours to not be considered a brute?" Long Chen asked.
"The Taoist Scripture understands heaven and earth, integrates all lessons, and can reach the Heavenly Dao," Zhuge Qingfeng said.
"What does it mean to reach the Dao? Like this?"
Long Chen lightly snapped his fingers.
In an instant, the room was plunged into darkness without a trace of light.
But outside, the light continued.
Zhuge Qingfeng’s eyes narrowed: "This... this is..."
"This power to control the Tai Yin and Tai Yang, to master the night and day mentioned in your Taoist Scripture, is it not?"
Long Chen asked softly.
"Mr. Long is indeed a heaven-sent prodigy."
Zhuge Qingfeng was very astonished.
"Too kind, too kind."
Long Chen snapped his fingers again, and everything returned to normal.
"Mr. Long, aren’t you afraid they..."
"Don’t worry, everything just now, including our conversation, they couldn’t see or hear."
Long Chen said, smiling.
"Long Chen, did you just say something to Old Master Zhuge?"
Zhao Churan was utterly confused.
"We were right next to you; whatever you said, we surely know," Zhao Zexiang said.
"Did it just get dark?" Long Chen asked.
"Are you crazy? It’s broad daylight."
Zhao Zexiang gave Long Chen a stare.
"Hmm?"
Long Chen fixed his gaze on Zhao Zexiang.
Zhao Zexiang was taken aback and then remembered that Long Chen was an important figure who could defeat even an immortal.
He felt a bit panicked at once and hastily said, "Ahem, I mean, how could it be dark when it’s broad daylight?"
"Right, then it’s all good."
Long Chen smiled.
Sun Yan snickered beside him. She knew full well that her husband was now firmly in the grip of his future son-in-law.
In the future, there would be someone to hold sway over him.
Thinking about it, Sun Yan felt very happy.
"Anyway, Churan, come help mom cook. It’s rare for the old Immortal to visit, so let’s make a few more dishes."
Sun Yan pulled Zhao Churan along.
"There’s no need to trouble yourselves," Zhuge Qingfeng said with a smile. "My purpose in coming has been accomplished. Mr. Long, I shall take my leave now. Xuan’er, I leave her in your care."
"You old geezer, won’t you even give my mother-in-law face?"
Long Chen looked at Zhuge Qingfeng with a smile.
Zhuge Qingfeng paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "All right, then. I’ll leave after having dinner."
In the blink of an eye, night fell.
Zhuge Qingfeng, who initially intended to leave, ended up chatting leisurely with Long Chen until it got dark. Only then did he slap his knee and hurriedly said his goodbyes, before drifting out the door and leaving quite abruptly.
Zhuge Xuan wanted to say goodbye but was too late, stomping her foot in frustration at the door.
"Xuan’er, come in. If the old man wants to leave, let him go."
Long Chen beckoned with a smile.
"Yeah, heehee, now that Master is gone, no one will boss me around."
Zhuge Xuan bounced over to Long Chen and immediately clung to him.
Long Chen was taken aback. The current Zhuge Xuan was no longer the girl she used to be.
Now that Zhuge Xuan had grown up, she had a very graceful figure, and hanging onto him like this, Long Chen felt it was quite inappropriate.
Immediately, Long Chen reached out to push Zhuge Xuan away.
But Zhuge Xuan seemed to have anticipated this and held on tightly, whispering, "Chen brother, I’ve missed you so much. Don’t push me away. Let me hold you a bit longer."
"Stop it," Long Chen said. "Your Chen brother has a girlfriend. If she gets unhappy, I might have to let you go, you know."
"What? Who is it? Her?"
Zhuge Xuan briefly let go of Long Chen and turned to look at Zhao Churan.
When Zhao Churan saw Zhuge Xuan jump up and cling to Long Chen, she had already been rather surprised.
Now, watching Zhuge Xuan’s gaze toward her, Zhao Churan sensed a hint of hostility.
She instantly realized that this girl, in the bloom of young love, was fond of Long Chen.
However, Zhao Churan, being several years older than Zhuge Xuan and having experienced much in the city, did not mind.
"Sister Xuan’er, you guessed right. I am his girlfriend, Zhao Churan. You can call me Sister Churan. If you don’t want to call me sister, you can just use my name," Zhao Churan said softly.
"Calling you by name would be so impolite, I should call you Sister Churan."
Zhuge Xuan flashed a grin.
"Uh, that’s a surprise. I thought you wouldn’t want to," Zhao Churan said with a laugh.
"Heehee, of course, I should. Sister Churan, let’s discuss something."
Zhuge Xuan looked at Zhao Churan and spoke very softly.
"What is it?"
Zhao Churan asked curiously.
"Sister Churan, here’s what I’m thinking: I want to marry Chen brother too. In the future, you can be the main wife, and I’ll be the lesser one. How about it?"
Zhuge Xuan suggested earnestly.
Cough cough cough.
Long Chen, who was drinking water, was suddenly choked.
Zhuge Xuan’s words were whispered, a secret not meant for Zhao Zexiang and Sun Yan to hear, but he heard them loud and clear.
But Long Chen could only pretend he hadn’t heard a thing.
Zhao Churan was also startled by Zhuge Xuan’s proposition. She had not anticipated the girl’s boldness.
For a moment, Zhao Churan truly did not know how to refuse such an impractical idea.
"Sister Churan, you won’t disagree, will you?"
Zhuge Xuan’s smile slowly faded.
"Xuan’er, you’re still young. It’s too early to talk about such things. How about this: in a few years’ time, we can discuss it again based on how things turn out. Ultimately, it depends on what your Chen brother thinks, right?"
Zhao Churan carefully spoke.
She knew that Zhuge Xuan was the disciple of that Immortal and must have extraordinary qualities.
Therefore, Zhao Churan did not see Zhuge Xuan entirely as a naive girl unaware of the ways of the world.
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