Seeing the Tang family patriarch speak thus, many people cast even more extraordinary glances at Yang Feilong.
The two most outstanding youths of the Tang family had both had their lives saved by Yang Feilong.
Coupled with the marital connection between the Xiao family and Yang Feilong.
Truth be told, if Yang Pingtian were not Yang Feilong's father, the Yang family and Yang Feilong would truly struggle to contend with him. This is because the Xiao family was not significantly weaker than the Yang family, and with the addition of the mysterious Tang family, whom many clans were unwilling to offend, the Yang family would genuinely be at a disadvantage.
"As expected of Yang Pingtian's son; perhaps only Yang Pingtian could produce such an outstanding son!"
"Speaking of which, who is Yang Feilong's mother? Even if the father is outstanding, can a mother who is not outstanding produce such an exceptional descendant?"
"Indeed. Li, surnamed Li. Is it the Li family from Dongcheng? No, the Li family doesn't seem to have any exceptionally outstanding women. Moreover, the Li family is not comparable to the Yang family. If a young lady from the Li family had Yang Pingtian's son, it would likely have already spread far and wide. Furthermore, Yang Feilong is said to have risen from Lan Hai City!"
"Lan Hai City? Although its development is rapid, there are no decent cultivation families there. Logically, it shouldn't be able to nurture such an excellent disciple!"
At this moment, many people were secretly speculating.
"Could it be a woman from the Spiritual Realm?" Some individuals, with deeper thoughts, recalled that when Yang Pingtian was about to utter the woman's name, Yang Feilong had rebuked him.
The Li family!
There were quite a few Li families in the Spiritual Realm.
If that were the case, it would be understandable.
Yang Feilong was naturally unaware that his excessive worry about someone overhearing his mother's name had led him to reprimand Yang Pingtian, causing some observant individuals to infer something.
"Uncle Tang is too humble; saving Tang Ya and Tang Feng was merely a casual act," Yang Feilong said politely.
In truth, he had been pursuing the pale-faced scholar at the time, and it was a coincidence.
"Your casual act saved my son and daughter; how can such great kindness be forgotten? Otherwise, friends in the martial world would surely mock my Tang family." The Tang family patriarch stated, "May I ask when you, esteemed nephew, might have time to visit my humble abode? My Tang family will surely await your arrival with open arms."
"I'm afraid I won't have time before the year ends. I'll be available after the new year!" Yang Feilong glanced at the Tang family patriarch and then at the expectant Tang Ya siblings, and finally agreed.
Previously, he had indeed been busy when Tang Ya had telephoned an invitation, hence his refusal. After the new year, he would no longer need to teach at the university, and he would have more free time. A visit to the Tang family would be fine. Moreover, his adoptive parents were ordinary people, and some of his women had weaker cultivation. It might be beneficial to acquire some hidden weapons for self-defense.
"Then it's settled," the Tang family patriarch said with a smile.
"En," Yang Feilong nodded.
Tang Ya then revealed a satisfied smile, realizing her father’s influence had worked, as Yang Feilong had agreed immediately.
"Hello, could you switch seats?" Tang Ya asked Xiao Jinghui, who was sitting on Yang Feilong's other side.
Xiao Jinghui felt a pang of disappointment. When Tang Ya had approached earlier, he had thought she might be interested in him. It turned out she was here to vie for his sister’s man? And now she was asking him to switch seats?
Could he refuse? Well, he couldn't bring himself to say no.
"Certainly!" Xiao Jinghui nodded, unable to meet his sister's resentful gaze, and stood up.
"Thank you, Young Master Xiao," Tang Ya said gratefully.
"Brother Xiao, let's chat together!" Tang Feng, despite his own feelings of helplessness, thought his sister's behavior was too eager, practically announcing her interest in Yang Feilong. Of course, since the seats had been exchanged, there was little he could say, and his father seemed pleased.
Thus, Tang Feng and Xiao Jinghui moved to another table.
Yang Feilong, now with someone on each side, was experiencing a sort of bittersweet fortune. Of course, it was impossible to enjoy such a situation; at this moment, Yang Feilong felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles.
He was utterly dejected; could he not even enjoy a meal in peace?
"Little Brother Feilong, after the new year when the peach blossoms bloom, I'll take you to see them. We have a peach blossom grove at my Tang family's estate, filled with peach trees. It's beautiful when the blossoms are in full bloom," Tang Ya said with a smile, looking at Yang Feilong.
She completely disregarded Xiao Jingwen, who was rolling her eyes at her.
"Uh, okay. Peach blossom fairy in the peach blossom grove. That scene must be very beautiful," Yang Feilong replied with a light smile.
Upon hearing Yang Feilong's words, Tang Ya's cheeks flushed slightly: "I'm not that beautiful."
Yang Feilong: "???"
After a moment's thought, he understood that Tang Ya had misunderstood his remark as a compliment, equating her to a fairy.
It was difficult to explain that he had merely borrowed a phrase from an ancient poem without any deeper meaning.
However, women tended to overthink things, and he was helpless against it.
Xiao Jingwen snorted softly, then clasped Yang Feilong's arm and said coquettishly, "Brother Feilong, I want to see the sea. When we have time, let's go to the seaside to watch the sunrise and sunset, and then live happily ever after. Will you agree?"
"Uh, sure. We can also see the beautiful scenery of the moon rising over the sea. It would be very romantic," Yang Feilong, naturally, could not show favoritism.
"Hehe, okay." Xiao Jingwen shot a triumphant glance at Tang Ya.
Although Tang Ya was older than Xiao Jingwen, she merely admired Yang Feilong. Since Yang Feilong had not expressed his feelings, she couldn't be as forward as Xiao Jingwen, and could only brood resentfully. Her melancholic gaze made Yang Feilong's scalp tingle, as if he had become a heartless man, and yet he had only been slightly immodest when treating her illness, but wasn't that for healing purposes?
Why did it feel like he had abandoned her after a brief encounter?
What a headache!
And the thought that he still had to wait for the banquet to end made the time feel even longer.
Just then, Yang Pingtian's voice rang out: "Feilong, come with me for a moment."
Hearing Yang Pingtian's words, Yang Feilong felt as if he had heard heavenly music: "Okay."
He then offered an apologetic smile to Tang Ya and Xiao Jingwen: "You two continue eating and chatting. I'll be back shortly."
"Brother Feilong, you go ahead!"
"Little Brother Feilong, I'll wait for you."
Then the two women exchanged glances, as if sparks were igniting between them in a silent clash.
Yang Feilong truly feared that if he left, the two of them might start fighting, which would be quite unsightly.
"Ahem, you are both beautiful and gentle young ladies. Selfishly, I hope you can become good friends. If you disagree, please don't start fighting," Yang Feilong said with an awkward smile.
"Don't worry, I won't bully the little sister," Tang Ya said to Yang Feilong with a smile.
"I will show respect to my elder sister!" The little mischievous spirit, Xiao Jingwen, was not to be outdone, chuckling.
The word "respect" was quite spirited.
Yang Feilong did not wish to linger any longer. Both were young ladies from reputable families, and with so many people watching, he assumed they wouldn't go too far.
"Fa... Father, why are you calling me?" Yang Feilong asked somewhat indistinctly at the doorway.
"What did you call me?" Yang Pingtian's heart trembled, his face filled with excitement.
"It's nothing," Yang Feilong said evasively, changing the subject: "Never mind if you didn't hear."
The reason for his address was his thought of his unfortunate mother, who would likely have wished for a harmonious relationship between father and son. Therefore, after much deliberation, he had chosen a more neutral term. In fact, in large families, such an address was considered normal and relatively formal, although less intimate than "Dad" or "Daddy."
However, for Yang Pingtian, who had only recently gained a son of this age, it was almost like tears of joy. This progress was immense.
"I heard it, I heard it," Yang Pingtian said, unable to conceal his excitement. Although he wasn't called "Dad" or "Daddy," and the word "father" was spoken somewhat indistinctly, he was already very satisfied, extremely satisfied!
He thought to himself, "Xiuzhu, did you see? Our son called me father. He called me father. Don't worry, I know you wished for our father-son relationship to be harmonious. I will definitely not disappoint you."