Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool-Chapter 60: You Stubborn Little Donkey, I Went to All This Trouble to Clear a Day, and You’re Putting on Airs?
Taiping City, South City Gate.
Daoist Longchuan looked at Su Liyan, crying and shouting that it was all a misunderstanding.
Su Liyan, however, stared back at Daoist Longchuan with a deadpan expression and said:
"Stop your whining. I didn’t come here to talk about that!"
Back at the Zhao Family’s home, Daoist Longchuan had already admitted his mistake. Su Liyan certainly wouldn’t go out of her way to do something to him just because of that.
It wasn’t worth the trouble.
She had come here on other, more important business.
When Daoist Longchuan heard Su Liyan’s words, he immediately fell silent.
He also snuck a glance at his surroundings.
He, Daoist Longchuan, didn’t want to make a scene. If anyone saw the famous Daoist Longchuan wailing and crying before a woman...
...it would be utterly humiliating.
Seeing that no one was around, and that his carriage and disciples were far in the distance holding torches, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, Su Liyan knitted her fine brows and said coldly:
"First, don’t tell anyone about me."
Hearing this, Daoist Longchuan nodded furiously.
"I know, I know! You told me last time. I went back and didn’t tell a soul, and I made sure my brother in the Provincial City didn’t say a single word either."
There was no way he would ever speak of it.
The Great Immortal didn’t want any credit, so Daoist Longchuan and the Celestial Master from the Provincial City got to claim a great achievement for free.
It was a good thing for them, so why would they ever expose it?
Then Su Liyan continued:
"It doesn’t matter that you know who I am now.
But don’t you dare avoid my Aunt Zhao just because you’re afraid of me.
Act as you normally would. Don’t hide from her!"
This was the specific reason Su Liyan had sought out Daoist Longchuan.
It was no big deal that the man was afraid of her.
What was important was that he couldn’t stop visiting the Zhao Family just because he was scared of her.
That would be a problem.
After all, there were some things Su Liyan couldn’t conveniently reveal her powers for.
Daoist Longchuan nodded repeatedly and said respectfully:
"Of course, of course. Besides, I wouldn’t dare hide.
You are my savior. If you weren’t a secluded Great Immortal, I would have already thrown a grand banquet to thank you properly.
How could I possibly hide from you?"
To this, Su Liyan nodded slightly and then said:
"Then we’re settled.
Also, you owe me twenty-six cents."
Daoist Longchuan: "???"
"Huh??"
’It’s not that the Great Immortal wants money. She could ask for one thousand taels, and it would be fine; after all, she saved my life.’
’But what’s the deal with such a specific amount, twenty-six cents?’
Su Liyan slightly raised a hand, in which she was carrying a half-eaten box of peach pastries.
Su Liyan said seriously:
"Because I had to come find you, I ended up buying this half-box of peach pastries.
I wasted twenty-six cents, so you have to reimburse me."
Daoist Longchuan: "..."
"...Great Immortal, this is a one-hundred-tael silver note..."
Before Daoist Longchuan could finish, Su Liyan immediately cut him off:
"I don’t want your money. That would be extortion. I just want twenty-six cents."
Daoist Longchuan: "..."
"Then, Great Immortal, please wait a moment... I’ll go back and get some from my disciples... I don’t have any change on me..."
A moment later, Daoist Longchuan returned with twenty-six cents.
But then Su Liyan suddenly asked, full of curiosity:
"How do you say ’love’ in the Western tongue?"
Daoist Longchuan blinked.
"Huh??"
After a moment of thought, Daoist Longchuan answered with great certainty:
"Hmm... Olive!"
Hearing Daoist Longchuan’s words, Su Liyan looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked:
"Olive?"
Daoist Longchuan nodded seriously.
"Yes, that’s right. Olive."
Su Liyan nodded thoughtfully and said:
"’I love my brother.’ How do I say that in the Western tongue?"
At this, Daoist Longchuan was stumped. With a miserable look on his face, he said:
"Great Immortal... I really don’t know that one. I only know a few Western words..."
Then, Su Liyan blinked again and asked curiously:
"What about in Japanese?"
Daoist Longchuan blinked his eyes a few times, then said:
"I think it’s... *sugoi*...
As for the whole sentence in Japanese... I don’t know that either."
Su Liyan nodded in understanding, then said:
"Hmm...
Lean in closer."
Huh?
Daoist Longchuan froze for a second. ’Does the Great Immortal want to whisper something to me?’
So without much thought, he leaned his face in.
And then came a crisp SMACK.
Daoist Longchuan was slapped so hard he saw stars and spun around on the spot.
When Daoist Longchuan stopped spinning, he clutched his face and stared blankly at Su Liyan.
He discovered that at some point, Su Liyan’s beautiful face had transformed into her atavistic form.
This time, there was no giant snake tail; only her face had changed.
"Watch your damn mouth next time!
Otherwise, I don’t care if you meant it or not, if you say one more bad thing about my brother, I’ll rip out your tongue along with your intestines!"
Su Liyan stared grimly at Daoist Longchuan and spoke in an icy voice.
Su Liyan knew, of course, that Daoist Longchuan hadn’t meant any harm with his earlier comment.
But that didn’t mean Su Liyan wasn’t angry.
The more Su Liyan dwelled on it, the angrier she got, until her fury suddenly triggered her atavistic transformation.
...
The Zhao Family Estate.
In the main hall of the central courtyard, which also served as Zhao Qiao’Er’s room.
A table was already laden with steaming hot dishes.
Lu Yuan and Zhao Qiao’Er were waiting for Su Liyan to return so they could eat together.
"What’s there to talk about?
I saw the Daoist Talisman was wrong, so I fixed it. It’s not a big deal.
You’ve been so busy lately that I haven’t seen you. It would be silly to make a special trip just to come chattering to you about something so minor.
It would make me look like I was deliberately trying to take credit in front of you."
Lu Yuan said to Aunt Zhao, who was sitting before him.
But Zhao Qiao’Er couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Lu Yuan and say coquettishly:
"So it’s my fault then, is it~"
Lu Yuan chuckled.
"I didn’t say that. You said it yourself, Auntie."
Zhao Qiao’Er sighed in admiration.
"I never would have thought you were so incredible, sweetheart. You even gave pointers to Daoist Longchuan.
Oh, I just forgot."
Lu Yuan paused, a curious look on his face. "What?"
Aunt Zhao immediately slapped her thigh and said:
"Sweetheart, with your talent, you should learn Techniques from Daoist Longchuan! I meant to say it just now, but I forgot."
Immediately, Aunt Zhao looked at the old butler standing stiff as a post by the door and said:
"Quick, send someone to catch up with Daoist Longchuan. Ask him to take our sweetheart as his..."
Before Aunt Zhao could finish, Lu Yuan quickly and anxiously said:
"No, no, no, Aunt Zhao! I don’t want to go to some Dou Shi Temple to learn Techniques. I just want to stay at home with my wife and with you."
Zhao Qiao’Er was taken aback and said:
"Oh, you silly child. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to learn Techniques from Daoist Longchuan? Think of the prospects!
I’ll even give him more money to take you on and teach you well."
But Lu Yuan just smiled and shook his head.
"I don’t want any prospects. For the rest of my life, I just want to be with my wife and with you.
What, Auntie, are you tired of me? Trying to kick me out?
Too late! You’re the one who asked me to come here in the first place. I’m definitely not leaving now. I’m just going to stay here and pester you every single day."
Lu Yuan’s words were like a junior playfully charming an elder.
Zhao Qiao’Er, who was already endlessly fond of Lu Yuan, now found him even more unbearably dear.
Unable to contain her delight any longer, Zhao Qiao’Er pulled Lu Yuan directly into her embrace, her face beaming with joy as she said:
"How could your aunt ever bear to part with you~"
Of course, Zhao Qiao’Er couldn’t bear to let Lu Yuan leave. She had simply thought her close nephew was interested in such things and wanted to help him.
But it turned out her close nephew had no such intentions at all.
In that case, it was even better.
Being enveloped by the tall, sturdy, and voluptuously soft Aunt Zhao was just incredibly comfortable for Lu Yuan.
’Aunt Zhao’s lovely, full figure really was something special.’
Before Lu Yuan could say anything, Zhao Qiao’Er held him tight without letting go and said in her charming voice:
"Tomorrow, I’m free. I’ll take you and Liyan out for a nice stroll around town."
But Lu Yuan, still wrapped in Aunt Zhao’s soft, fleshy embrace, lifted his head and immediately said:
"That won’t work. I have something to do tomorrow."
At his words, Zhao Qiao’Er froze for a moment, then couldn’t help but roll her eyes and say coquettishly:
"Hey, you little stubborn mule. Your aunt finally clears a day to spend with you, and now you’re playing hard to get?
What could you possibly have to do? Nope, tomorrow you’re coming with me. I’ve already made all the arrangements~"
