"Speaking of which," seeing Yang Feilong's embarrassed expression, Mo Yihan smiled and asked, "I'm about to get engaged. Can you help me stop it?"
Yang Feilong wanted to say, "Don't you have someone you like? Why not ask him to step in?"
But he thought of how the Lin family would become history tonight.
So, Yang Feilong smiled and said, "I'll help you resolve it tomorrow."
"Really?" Mo Yihan was overjoyed.
"Of course," Yang Feilong shrugged and said, "Alright, are you going back?"
"I've been living outside with Xiao Yun recently," Mo Yihan gave Yang Feilong a strange look. "Aren't we leaving together?"
"En?" Yang Feilong was stunned and looked at Han Yun. "Is that so?"
"Yes!" Han Yun nodded.
"Let's go to your place!" Yang Feilong said after thinking.
"Go to my place? Alright, it's not suitable for you to live in that big empty house when you first arrive," Han Yun said after some thought.
"As soon as you arrive, you want me to stay alone in that empty big house?" Mo Yihan looked at Yang Feilong speechlessly.
"This is for your own good!" Yang Feilong said meaningfully.
"Pah, isn't it just the sound of a cat? You think I haven't heard it? Humph!" Mo Yihan's neck turned red, but she still spoke her mind contemptuously.
"What cat sounds, they're so unpleasant!" Han Yun also felt embarrassed and scolded in a娇声.
"You like listening to cat sounds?" Yang Feilong looked at Mo Yihan strangely.
"Heh, disgusting, I don't like listening to them at all," Mo Yihan said stubbornly.
Yang Feilong was about to say, "If you don't like listening to them, do you want to come on stage yourself and imitate a cat?" But he thought that this joke was probably too much.
After dinner, Mo Yihan drove the two of them away and returned to her residence, a place she had bought. Han Yun had moved in with her a while ago because she was bored.
Now that Yang Feilong was going back to Han Yun's place, it was indeed not suitable for him to stay at Mo Yihan's place tonight.
Han Yun's car was also parked here. The two girls had driven one car when they went shopping earlier.
Han Yun drove, with Yang Feilong in the passenger seat.
"Are you going to my place empty-handed?" Han Yun looked at Yang Feilong and said with a smile.
"Not only am I not going empty-handed, but I'm also bringing a big gift!" Yang Feilong said with a smile.
"A big gift? I see you're empty-handed, where's the big gift? Could it be that you're planning to marry into my family? If so, that would indeed be a big gift!" Han Yun said to Yang Feilong with a half-smile.
"It's not impossible for me to marry into your family, but you'll need an eight-bearer sedan chair to carry me in!" Yang Feilong teased with a smile.
"Then it's settled! Let alone an eight-bearer sedan chair, eighteen would be fine!" Han Yun giggled.
"Eighteen sedan chairs? There's no such saying. I've only heard of the eighteen levels of hell. You're not planning to use eighteen sedan chairs to carry me into the eighteen levels of hell, are you!" Yang Feilong asked in mock horror.
"Heh, yes! I'm just asking if you're scared!" Han Yun was amused and chuckled mischievously.
"I'm scared, too scared. I wonder if the female benefactor could allow this humble monk to kiss your beautiful face before sending me into the eighteen levels of hell?" Yang Feilong said pitifully.
"You're going to make me die laughing. I can't believe it's only been a short while, and I feel like you've completely changed!" Han Yun stopped smiling and said with a look of someone who had just met Yang Feilong.
"Of course I've changed. After all, I've only recently become an adult and am still in my growth spurt!" Yang Feilong said with a cough.
In fact, he knew what Han Yun meant, but he didn't want to be too rigid in his speech now, as it would be too unromantic.
Life was already difficult enough, so living a serious life was too tiring!
In his opinion, one had to maintain a relaxed mindset to live freely!
"Are you trying to imply that I'm very old?" Han Yun couldn't help but hmph.
"Uh, why would my younger sister say such a thing?" Yang Feilong asked in surprise.
"..." Han Yun was amused again. Being called "younger sister" by her boyfriend made her cheeks flush. She realized that Yang Feilong now, compared to when they first met, had made significant progress in both his thick skin and his speed of humorous response. She felt a sense of urgency.
If this guy continued like this, his family's sisters might develop into a football team sooner or later!
Should she meet the other sisters and come up with a plan to stop Yang Feilong from being so flirtatious everywhere!
"What are you thinking about?" Yang Feilong saw Han Yun smile, then suddenly fall silent, her eyes looking off into the distance.
"I wasn't thinking about anything, just concentrating on driving. If we talk any longer, we'll surely have an accident!" Han Yun naturally wouldn't reveal her thoughts and found a suitable excuse.
Hearing Han Yun say this, Yang Feilong was speechless.
You're a perceptive ancient martial arts practitioner, and you can't multitask? You must be joking!
However, she might also genuinely respect traffic laws, so Yang Feilong didn't tease her any further. It was good to rest. He had expended a lot of energy today, and there would be a tough battle tonight, a real tough battle.
After all, this operation tonight had to be foolproof.
Not long after, Han Yun drove Yang Feilong to the Han family's residence.
...
In the main hall of the Han family.
At this moment, in the main hall, sat Han Zheng Tang, the head of the Han family, along with the old master of the Han family, and several other people. Everyone present was a high-ranking and influential member of the Han family. The lowest cultivation level among them was at the peak of the Ling Wu Realm, while the others were all in the Yuan Wu Realm.
"Zhengtang, why are you rushing us over here so late?" The old master of the Han family looked at his son and asked in confusion.
"Yes, elder brother, can't whatever it is be discussed tomorrow?" One of the middle-aged men said.
Although the others didn't speak, they all looked at Han Zheng Tang with curiosity. Han Zheng Tang wouldn't normally convene them so suddenly at night unless there was something important.
"Xiao Yun's boyfriend is here!" Han Zheng Tang said.
"He's here?"
"I think I heard something."
"But even if he's here, there's no need to gather us all, is there? Although his talent is good, it's not to the point where we need to hold an important meeting in the middle of the night for his arrival," one of the middle-aged men said with a hint of dissatisfaction. His face was full of resentment. It was no wonder he was so resentful. Not long ago, he had just taken his attractive concubine, taken off his clothes, and was about to get to the main event, when he was suddenly summoned. How could he be in a good mood!
"Some of you might not know, but Yang Feilong, who is on the Heavenly Pride List, is Xiao Yun's boyfriend!" Han Zheng Tang suddenly announced.
"What?" Everyone was shocked by this statement.
They naturally paid attention to the Heavenly Pride List, but not too much, because compared to the Heavenly Prodigies on that list, they were like heaven and earth. Even if their strength was perhaps stronger, they wouldn't dare to slight them in the slightest; instead, they treated them with utmost seriousness. The future achievement of each Heavenly Prodigy was at least the Earth Wu Realm, and even those on the Heavenly Ranking were already in the Earth Wu Realm. Earlier, they had thought about how the name was coincidentally the same as their son-in-law's name.
But they hadn't delved deeper, because if it were true, the family head would have told them!
But now, with Han Zheng Tang suddenly revealing this matter, it meant that it had been confirmed!
"Tsk tsk, our Han family can be associated with a Heavenly Prodigy on the Heavenly Pride List. This is truly the good fortune of our Han family!"
Suddenly, everyone's faces became eager and excited. Even the person who had been complaining before felt the same way.
They all knew the benefits of their family's eldest daughter marrying a Heavenly Prodigy.