My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 732 - 449

"Shopkeeper Zhao, does your shop have a back door or a secret passage or something?"

Zhao Rong asked with a serious face.

Zhao Xifu’s eyes bulged as he retorted, "Bullshit, I run a legitimate business, there’s no damn back door or secret passage."

Zhao Rong nodded and shrugged in the direction of Lingfei, who wasn’t far away.

At that moment, Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er were standing together behind the shop door.

The former was pressed against the wooden door, peering outside through the crack in the window, biting her lip.

Then, Lingfei saw the helpless look her husband was giving her and she furrowed her brows slightly.

Since a while ago, more and more people had been gathering at the entrance to Well Frog Alley, mostly sword cultivators drawn by the sound of sword chanting.

Even though a certain shopkeeper was cursing and chasing people away, no one left; instead, they all tacitly stopped in their tracks.

As a result, more and more people were gathering at the entrance.

It seemed that many other cultivators who were there to watch the fun had also arrived.

For a time, the entrance to Well Frog Alley was blocked, truly a mix of fish and dragons.

Of course, the most conspicuous among them were the people from Taiching’s Tranquility Mansion. Lingfei, through the crack in the window, saw familiar fellow disciples, as well as Elder Yue, who was supposed to be in closed cultivation at Tranquility Mansion.

Although this respected elder took great care of her, he was also famously temperamental...

Lingfei couldn’t help but glance at her husband’s expression.

"Miss, so many people have arrived outside, our Mansion’s first seats, Brother Ouyang, Brother Li... Eh, Sister Ning is here too, she’s in Du You tonight? Ah, and there are many I don’t recognize. Brother Rong’er, Miss, shall we go out now?" Zhao Qian’er, who had lowered her tiptoes, turned her head and asked them, tilting her head.

Lingfei and Zhao Rong looked at each other again.

At the moment, among the various people gathered outside, quite a few seemed to be wary of the dilapidated alleyway leading to the old vegetable restaurant.

Whether they had heard of this place or knew some rumors... As a result, most of them did not immediately step into Well Frog Alley, but stayed observing close by or at a distance, quieting down.

After a short while, some leaders among them took the lead and stepped into Well Frog Alley, approaching the gate of Summer Insect Pavilion.

Among them, a white-clothed, imposing old man followed closely by a white deer was particularly noticeable.

Inside Summer Insect Pavilion, Zhao Qian’er couldn’t help saying, "Brother Rong’er, Miss, Grandfather, the first seat, seems to want to come in."

Before Zhao Rong and Lingfei could speak, Zhao Xifu interrupted:

"Come in my ass, without my permission, that Yue guy wouldn’t dare enter Summer Insect Pavilion, isn’t that too bold of him? But you’ve finished eating, so hurry up and leave; don’t let those guys outside block the door, I need to close up and cuddle up with my wife to sleep."

His tone was rushed and impatient.

Zhao Rong couldn’t help but glance at Zhao Xifu.

He had also realized that the shopkeeper seemed to dislike the commotion outside. He was adamant about having Lingfei and them leave through the front door to disperse the crowd outside.

And Qing Jun’s attitude of hesitation seemed a bit odd as well.

Zhao Rong turned his head and said:

"Qing Jun, why don’t we go out? The Bamboo Horse Sword has just half... regained its Class A status, it’s not something shameful that needs hiding, and your Mansion’s elders and fellow disciples are here too. In Du You City, even if there are others with ulterior motives, they wouldn’t dare make a move."

Lingfei pursed her lips, looked at him, and said, "Leaving through the front door is fine, but, Brother Rong’er, Elder Yue he..."

After thinking for a moment, she just briefly mentioned how much Yue Nanxing esteemed her, including his once confident public declaration that she would reach the Golden Core before her students...

At some point, Zhao Rong’s eyes couldn’t help but widen a little; he was beginning to sense something was off.

Good grief.

When Qing Jun had advanced to the Vast Realm and produced two top-tier purple swords connected like twin lotus blossoms, the news obviously couldn’t be kept from the upper echelons of Taiching Four Mansions. For Elder Yue who was outside, as the earliest proponent, his face should have been glowing with pride. However...

Lingfei had only returned to her hometown and had one of her top-tier swords broken by him, an ’insignificant son-in-law’, and her progress in cultivation had also come to a standstill...

Well, if Taiching Four Mansions were likened to a school, Zhao Rong felt that Vice Mansion Master Yue was something like a vice-principal. And the former Qing Jun was like his star pupil who he had vehemently guaranteed would make it into Tsinghua or Peking University, but now... she had been led astray by Zhao Rong, a cultivation slacker, and they had started dating...

Good grief, this slap in the face must have hurt. Could the leader save face? If they met, would Zhao Rong be in for a treat?

At that moment, Zhao Rong’s eyelid twitched, and he promptly said to his wife with a serious expression:

"Qing Jun, I think it’s better not to go out now. How about we... sit for a while longer... That sound of the Bamboo Horse Sword chanting earlier made quite a stir, so if I go out now, I’ll probably be surrounded with questions. It might delay our return to Great Li tonight. I think... it’s better to keep a low profile."

His tone was sincere, yet as soon as he heard Zhao Rong still wanted to linger here and not leave, Zhao Xifu immediately disliked the idea, waving his hand and saying, "No, you young man need to hurry up and take those rascals outside with you and scram."

Zhao Rong pretended not to hear, not even looking at him.

Lingfei smiled apologetically at Zhao Xifu, then turned to Zhao Rong and said,

"I think so too. You and Qian’er still need to catch the evening Cloud Sea Ferry, and can’t afford to delay. Moreover, Teacher Zhu and the others have their own matters, and we can’t pester them. How about this, I’ll go out alone and return to Taiching Prefecture with the elders, and after I leave, you, Qian’er, Teacher Zhu, and the little girl can wait for everyone outside to disperse before departing."

Zhao Rong and Zhu Yourong and the others thought it over briefly and also felt this method was balanced and secure. Plus, they couldn’t think of any other options for the moment, so they all nodded in agreement.

After everyone had discussed and agreed upon the plan, they said their farewells.

Lingfei looked carefully at her husband for a moment, then turned, ready to take the lead and head out.

Zhao Rong suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into his embrace.

Lingfei lowered her head, her ears turning red, "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice as quiet as a mosquito’s.

Zhao Rong remained silent.

Lingfei looked up at him, softly initiating the conversation,

"Don’t worry, Senior Yue actually is quite nice, just a bit blunt. After I go out later, I will explain everything about you to him. Senior Yue is easy to talk to. And the wine you got for me tonight from the heavens..."

The autumn-eyed woman paused, glanced at the tightly shut wooden door, where outside stood fellow Sword Cultivators drawn by the sword chants of the new Bamboo Horse Sword.

To a Sword Cultivator, what an honor this was, and she, Lingfei, was experiencing it for the second time!

Proudly lifting her delicate head, Lingfei slightly narrowed her eyes, "Once Senior Yue knows, he will understand that I didn’t choose the wrong partner and won’t misunderstand you anymore."

Zhao Rong was startled, looking at his wife’s sparkling eyes and her slightly proud demeanor, he pursed his lips, remained quiet for a while, then shook his head.

"That’s not what I was going to say."

Lingfei’s expression turned somewhat puzzled.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I’ve said before, I will doubly repay anything I’ve owed you."

He turned his head, glanced at the Purple Sword and Bamboo Horse following beside Lingfei, gently shook his head, and murmured as if to himself,

"Still not enough."

Lingfei stared blankly at Zhao Rong.

Just as she was about to shake her head and say something else, Zhao Rong suddenly pushed her away with a smile, "Go quickly, wait for my return."

Lingfei stayed quiet for a moment, then nodded softly.

She approached the door.

The next second, with a "creak,"

the large door of the Summer Insect Pavilion was pushed open from the inside...

Beneath the many diverse gazes from inside and outside Well Frog Alley,

an autumn-eyed woman with a Purple Sword in hand calmly stepped out from the Summer Insect Pavilion.

Her expression serene, she looked out at everyone...

Inside and outside Well Frog Alley, a wave of startled murmurs immediately rose!

...

Not long after Lingfei had left,

Zhao Xifu, accompanied by the crowd, exited through a side door, one after another departing.

Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin returned to the Academy.

Zhao Rong, leading Little Little, went to meet with Taiching Prefecture.

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PS: A bit short, I’ve been sitting in a car all day, utterly drained...

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