Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 903 - 720: Hoisted by My Own Petard, Gained an Old Son
Jiang Dali frowned and stared at Liao Rushen’s pig liver-colored face, chuckling lightly, "It seems you are unwilling. Since that’s so, I won’t force you. This is your own missed opportunity for a great blessing! Don’t say the village chief didn’t give you a chance."
"I..."
Liao Rushen’s heart was filled with unprecedented hesitation, worry, and anxiety, like ropes being pulled longer and longer, twisted and unbreakable, full of entanglement.
Jiang Dali smiled faintly, his black eyes revealing calmness and wisdom, "Liao Rushen, accepting such a big son like you, even I, the village chief, feel embarrassed. Our cooperation is simply a choice between trust and distrust. Since you chose to take refuge with the village chief, what is there not to trust?"
Liao Rushen gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face stretched tight like ox tendons, and he suddenly knelt down.
Under the dumbfounded gaze of Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing, and Jiang Dali’s slightly stiff smile, he "thudded thudded thudded" directly thumped his head eight times towards Jiang Dali, as if throwing everything away, raising his head and clasping his fists towards Jiang Dali.
"Foster father, please accept Liao Rushen’s bow! From now on, I, your son, will definitely be filial to you, spare no effort to share your worries and solve your problems, and offer strategies and advice."
"I... I!! Damn!!"
Jiang Dali, who hadn’t cursed even a low-level curse for a long time, shouted angrily in his heart, his large hand behind his back trembled lightly, almost unable to resist slapping this Liao Rushen, who had less bottom line than players, to death.
Now that Liao Rushen had even kowtowed, he didn’t even give him a chance to take back his words before acknowledging him as foster father.
At this moment, even the panel sent a notification.
"Hawk Castle Master Liao Rushen acknowledges you as foster father, Liao Rushen’s favorability towards you increases by 1000, reaching a friendly level."
"This unfilial son!"
Jiang Dali shouted angrily in his heart, feeling as though he had hoisted a rock only to drop it on his own foot, yet on the surface, he stared at the apprehensive Liao Rushen, and only after a moment did he take a deep breath and say in a deep voice, "Good, very good, Liao Rushen, you truly are a character, get up!"
"Thank you, vill... thank you, foster father!"
Liao Rushen was overjoyed and completely relaxed.
After going all out, he felt as if he had opened another world, although his face was burning, seeming to feel the breaths around him, his muscles and nerves completely relaxed.
Before getting up, he immediately kowtowed again to the still somewhat dumbfounded Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing.
"I, Liao Rushen, greet the two foster mothers!"
Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing shivered and suddenly awakened.
The former exclaimed with an "Ah", her face instantly turned scarlet and she clenched the hem of her garment, while the latter spat out a "Pah" in anger and instantly denied it.
"You disgraceful thing, get up for Laozi!"
Jiang Dali could no longer bear it and shouted loudly, reaching out to grab Liao Rushen with a Dragon Capturing Hand.
Liao Rushen, seeing he had misspoken, dared not resist and let Jiang Dali pick him up and throw him off balance, hurriedly admitting his mistake and apologizing.
"Enough." Jiang Dali snorted coldly, his tiger eyes fierce as he said, "Tell me your plan and what you know, then go back. When Laozi needs to summon you, I will call again."
"Yes!"
Liao Rushen immediately responded, then hesitated and cautiously said, "Foster father, although the relationship between us is now confirmed, for the sake of our future enterprise, please don’t expose our relationship too early.
Your status is noble, foster father, acknowledging a foster son surely requires a grand feast, but for now, it’s expedient to wait until I help foster father’s great cause succeed, then widely invite the entire land..."
"Enough!"
Jiang Dali abruptly interrupted Liao Rushen’s long speech, coldly said, "This matter needs no further elaboration from you. Naturally, the village chief will not make a grand spectacle of recognizing a son."
At this moment, he felt as if he had swallowed a fly, terribly uncomfortable. To hold a feast announcing to the world that he took in a person over forty as adoptive son?
Isn’t that a great joke?
Once it’s public, his lifetime fame as Black Wind Village Chief would be completely ruined. Throw a damn feast, Liao Rushen is simply dreaming too beautifully.
"Yes, foster father, you are indeed very wise, I spoke out of turn."
Liao Rushen breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Jiang Dali’s ugly face, thinking he was upset for not getting to the point, he quickly shared the carefully thought-out plan and related information with Jiang Dali.
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Half a cup of tea later.
Liao Rushen walked out of Jiang Dali’s room, gliding low across the roof like a thief, secretly leaving, hoping no one would see that he came to meet the Black Wind Village Chief.
Once he left, Wang Yuyan turned to Jiang Dali and asked in confusion, "Chief, although Liao Rushen is very strong and has a considerable influence in Yuan Country, he seems to be someone with a honeyed tongue but a daggered mind. You recognize him as a son..."
As the words reached their end, Wang Yuyan was unsure how to continue, her mind in turmoil.
She could only think that if the Chief truly awakened in the future... wouldn’t she end up with an ugly forty-something-year-old son?
Murong Qingqing couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh, feeling a gloating sense of schadenfreude.
Luckily she didn’t want to become the Village Chief’s Wife, but someone would be troubled with a sudden old son. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"I have my decisions, you needn’t take it too seriously."
Jiang Dali replied coldly, his mood not very good, and snorted lightly, "In this world, even real father and son can turn against each other, let alone this superficial arrangement. Liao Rushen is smooth and deceitful; if truly necessary in the future, he wouldn’t be bound by this identity at all."
Only transactions of interest are the most reliable business; if there’s no interest, then nothing else is worth discussing, especially free matters, which are always troublesome.
Seeing Jiang Dali not being fooled by Liao Rushen, Wang Yuyan immediately felt relieved, following his instructions, she went out to call for the servants to prepare bathing fragrant soup and the drinks and dishes needed for the nighttime supper.
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At night.
Guan Yutian indeed sent confidants as promised, delivering the "Mighty Dragon Divine Palm" and the "One Sword Separates Life" secret manuals sealed in a box.
Jiang Dali had bathed and changed, took the manuals, and called Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing to climb onto the roof, reaching the highest point of the gable, leisurely overlooking the distant night view while enjoying a nighttime meal and discussing martial arts.
Sword Casting City is nestled among volcano clusters, with undulating terrain.
Their residence was also on a slope of the hill.
Gazing upon the dazzling and delightful scenery in front, they could see the deep valley forest faraway filled with tall trees and even further the towering gray-white mountains; at some terrains, houses could be faintly seen, hidden amongst the trees in the mountain, resembling a rugged painting, tranquil and serene.
The night wind blew against the three, lifting the two women’s black hair, carrying a blend of plant fragrance, alcohol aroma, women’s scent, sulfur, and molten rock odor—to Jiang Dali’s nose, a mix of peculiar smells.
The two women and one man thus talked about martial arts, drank wine, and played music, temporarily forgetting the Martial World’s dangers, indulging in pleasure—the time Wang Yuyan enjoyed most.
"Chief, do you suppose Brother Xiao and Sister Azhu are now out on the prairie beyond the border, just like us, watching the moon and drinking?"
Wang Yuyan had drunk a bit; her words were somewhat slow, having long kicked off a pair of embroidered shoes, holding a wine pot almost about to lean against Jiang Dali, she sat and spoke.
"I don’t know! But I guess Brother Xiao is certainly drinking, unless he’s drunk and asleep now; he’s more fond of the drink than I am!"
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, seeing Wang Yuyan was almost tipsy, shook his head and said to Murong Qingqing, who was wiping the Heavenly Demon Zither, "Take her down to sleep, I’ll stay up here a while longer."
"I don’t... I don’t wanna... I still want... want to drink..."
Wang Yuyan’s eyes shone with autumn waves, she dizzily leaned towards Jiang Dali, but was grabbed by him and pushed to Murong Qingqing who was standing up and rolling her eyes.
"Take her down to wash and then sleep!"
Murong Qingqing smiled cunningly, "Or do you want to help her wash? I think this little dizzy one won’t object."
Jiang Dali snorted coldly, pulled out "Mighty Dragon Divine Palm" and "One Sword Separates Life" manuals from under him without even looking at them, "Stop the nonsense, I was planning to discuss martial arts with her overnight, now it seems, only I can do it myself."
Murong Qingqing pouted, shook her head, and with one arm holding the zither and the other holding Wang Yuyan, flew down.
Jiang Dali’s gaze fell on the two manuals in his hands, flipping them open and examining them closely for a moment, his eyes revealing a look of deep thought.
The "Mighty Dragon Divine Palm" has a reputation that resonates throughout the Martial World, created by Guan Yutian himself, with extraordinary strength worth commendation; mastering it to great success allows one to unleash a hundred-step palm strike, indeed mighty.
And "One Sword Separates Life" needs no further talking; its lethality is comparable to the Fifteenth Life-taking Sword, with some secret special effects similar between the two.
However, besides some techniques of "Mighty Dragon Divine Palm" which are of value to him, these two martial arts do not offer more benefits.
"Apparently, I don’t need to learn these two martial arts. Just keep some techniques from ’Mighty Dragon Divine Palm’, later merge them with the techniques from ’Killing Fist’, refine them, and continue to strengthen my ’Mighty God Fist’."
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(Monthly ticket and recommendation ticket required! Writing at midnight and reading my book for two hours, damn I couldn’t stop, boo hoo, would have written more otherwise)
