NOVPUBWenren Su’s gaze shifted to a young man sitting on another cushion nearby.
He said with displeasure, "Grandpa, why did you let him come here?"
"Tian Ming came to seek my advice about some aspects of martial arts he doesn’t understand, so what?" Wenren Jingshi replied indifferently.
"There are so many instructors in the residence he could ask for help, why did he have to come to you?" Wenren Su spoke with dissatisfaction.
"I think he just wants to show off in front of you."
"Enough, I have my own plans for Tian Ming’s issues with cultivation that others can’t resolve," Wenren Jingshi snorted coldly. n𝚘𝚟𝚙𝚞𝚋.𝚌o𝚖
He said, "You are all descendants of the same clan, and you should understand the importance of living in harmony.
If anyone dares to indulge in fratricide, I will not be lenient.
This is a line that cannot be crossed!"
Hearing Wenren Jingshi’s words, Wenren Su pursed his lips and dared not talk back.
The words of his grandfather held absolute authority in the Wenren Residence, and he was aware that there were certain matters his grandfather took very seriously.
Xu Zimei glanced at the youth named Wenren Tian Ming, who had remained silent from the beginning to end.
He didn’t even spare a glance at Wenren Su, as if he didn’t take him seriously at all.
In his previous life, Xu Zimei didn’t pay much attention to his maternal family, so he didn’t know much about the situation here.
"Zimo, since you’re here, you might as well enjoy yourself for a few days," Wenren Jingshi turned and said to Xu Zimei with a smile.
"We’re all family here, so I won’t overwarn you.
If you need anything during these days, just ask your Brother Su. If you’re not satisfied, feel free to come to me directly."
Xu Zimei nodded.
Sensing that Wenren Su seemed to want to say something more, he quickly pulled him out of the pavilion.
After leaving Qingyou Pavilion, Wenren Su still seemed dissatisfied as he spoke, "Cousin, why did you pull me away back there?
That Wenren Tian Ming, just a member of a side branch, could he really be more important in Grandpa’s eyes than his own grandson?"
"Less nonsense, tell me what’s going on with this Wenren Tian Ming," Xu Zimei asked.
"What else could it be? Just a member of the side branch who’s got talent.
Grandpa kept him around because of it," Wenren Su said with dissatisfaction.
"What’s it to you? You seem to have a grudge against him," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
"Not really, I just can’t stand it," Wenren Su replied haltingly.
Xu Zimei smiled. He could see that Wenren Su had a conflict with the other person, but since he was reluctant to talk about it, Xu Zimei didn’t press further.
...
The courtyard where Wenren Su lived consisted of several houses, and he arranged for Xu Zimei to stay in the one next to his.
The courtyard was vast, with lush trees surrounding and hiding the outer walls.
Several precious Spirit Trees grew within the courtyard.
After setting up the room for Xu Zimei, Wenren Su looked at him with a sly grin and said with a smile,
"Cousin, let me take you to a great place.
You don’t come to Phoenix Feather City often, so I can’t neglect you."
Xu Zimei nodded. He had nothing to do anyway and was fine with going anywhere.
The two left the Wenren Residence and walked north along the main street of East City. Phoenix Feather City was indeed worthy of its reputation as a famous city on the Northern Continent.
Not to mention its size, the prosperity of the city was unparalleled by others.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, Xu Zimei saw a square directly in front of them on the street.
The square was surrounded by various flowers and fountains, and in the center stood a statue.
The statue, carved to perfection, was of a man.
At first glance, it exerted an imposing presence as if carrying the firmament on his shoulders, with a majesty as vast as the sea.
The man was dressed in a purple robe, with bright, spirited eyes. Even as a statue, locking eyes with it seemed to bare one’s soul.
People occasionally paid their respects to the statue around them.
Their attitudes were reverent and devout.
"Who is this?" Xu Zimei asked curiously, looking at the statue.
Wenren Su was silent for a moment before finally saying, "The Heavenly Prison Emperor, founder of the Wan Family."
Xu Zimei was familiar with the Heavenly Prison Emperor; he was indeed a very ancient emperor.
His era of carrying Destiny was even earlier than that of the Great Emperor of the Three Blades.
Although the Wan Family was also an Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, their emperor’s era of carrying Destiny was too far in the past.
And because the Wan Family’s descendants were somewhat incapable of bridging the old with the new, no new emperor had emerged ever since.
This Imperial Rule Immortal Sect had now declined.
Otherwise, the Wenren Family wouldn’t dare to confront them directly.
It is said that a significant reason behind the establishment of the Phoenix Perching Empire was the help of the Wan Family.
Therefore, in Phoenix Feather City, statues of the Wan Family’s ancestor, the Heavenly Prison Emperor, were erected in the minor cities to the east, south, west, and north.
Xu Zimei took a deep look at the statue and then left with Wenren Su.
The two passed through several secretive alleys and finally arrived at a rather deserted street.
The shops on both sides of the street were sparsely populated, seemingly out of place amidst the bustling Phoenix Feather City.
"This is Heavenly Feather Street; the shops on both sides of this street sell some very valuable items.
Ordinary people simply cannot afford them, which is why it’s so quiet here.
To put it plainly, it’s a street for the rich to come and go," Wenren Su explained with a smile, seeing Xu Zimei’s puzzled look.
"Then why did you bring me here?" asked Xu Zimei.
"Just follow me," Wenren Su chuckled and walked further down the street.
Xu Zimei followed behind, surveying the shops on either side as they walked.
The shops sold all manner of things: pills, weapons, and even secret cultivation techniques.
However, judging by the interiors, the items here seemed to be of top quality.
When they reached the midpoint of the street, Wenren Su stopped.
He looked up toward a pavilion and motioned for Xu Zimei to look.
Xu Zimei glanced over and saw the words "Tingyu Pavilion" written elegantly on the front of the pavilion, conveying a very ethereal air.
"What is this place?" asked Xu Zimei, puzzled.
"What do you think?" Wenren Su chuckled, his smile one that every man would understand.
"Could it be a brothel?" Xu Zimei guessed with some resignation.
"Can’t you speak of it less crassly?" retorted Wenren Su.
"It’s perfectly normal for people to have the Seven Emotions and the Six Desires; don’t pretend to be a saint with me!"
"I’m really not into that sort of thing," said Xu Zimei, shaking his head slightly.
"What sort of thing? It’s just a comfortable place for listening to music and dining; don’t overthink it," Wenren Su said as he looped an arm around Xu Zimei’s shoulder and pulled him inside.
With a mischievous smile, he added, "But if you do have other requests, they will accommodate you."
Xu Zimei glared at Wenren Su but said nothing more.
"Do you have any money?" Wenren Su asked.
Xu Zimei gave his cousin a surprised look and replied, "You can’t tell me that a young master of the Wenren Family doesn’t even have money for a meal.
And now I, the guest, have to treat you to a meal?"
"Family rules are strict, you know," Wenren Su laughed.
"Next time, I’ll definitely treat you to a meal."
Chatting and laughing, the two entered Tingyu Pavilion.
