The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 501 - 465 Martial Arts Arena

Banquet Hall

Qiao Yuxian looked at Old Sir Lu.

The old man’s voice was still kind, like a kind elder chatting normally with the younger generation.

She understood the old man’s implication.

But she also knew that hidden within the old man’s threats was a sense of apprehension.

From the bottom of his heart, he hoped the relationship between the Lu Family and the Gu Family would continue.

If they split, the Lu Family would become a major obstacle for the Gu Family.

But without the Gu Family, the Lu Family would be without protection.

The younger generation might not consider far ahead due to momentary emotions.

Plus, with someone as arrogant and self-assured as Lu Muyao, he definitely thinks their Lu Family can prosper and develop independently, unrivaled.

The key to maintaining the relationship between these two families lies with her.

Lu Muyao and those relatives of the Lu Family look down on her.

Old Sir Lu was also reminding her.

From the perspective of both families’ interests, reminding her what she should do to keep the relationship developing.

As for why he reminded her instead of Gu Yanjing.

Probably because he thought talking to Gu Yanjing would be futile.

Lu Muyao arrogantly believes the Lu Family can develop independently.

Whereas Gu Yanjing truly has the capability; "building good relations" is just out of affection.

This affection isn’t something others cherish.

He naturally doesn’t care about it.

So Old Sir Lu targeted her.

However, she...

Qiao Yuxian glanced at Old Sir Lu, then turned to look at Lu Muyao.

Lu Muyao crossed his arms, barely giving her a glance.

Qiao Yuxian looked at him, withdrew her gaze, then turned to Old Sir Lu and said, "Young Master Lu just took the college entrance exams this year, right?"

Old Sir Lu said nothing.

"So what if I did?" Lu Muyao said.

Qiao Yuxian chuckled lightly, saying, "Nothing, just thinking how young. Makes me reminisce about my eighteen-year-old self."

Old Sir Lu looked at Lu Muyao.

Lu Muyao, who had been sulking for a while, realized.

This was calling him young.

Calling him inexperienced.

The implication being: at such a young age, he still needs more experience before being suitable for the position of Lu Family heir.

Only then would he be qualified to discuss other matters.

Lu Muyao frowned and was deflated.

Old Sir Lu laughed.

Lu Mengyi glanced at him too.

Lu Muyao fell silent.

Qiao Yuxian did not say anything further; she remained with a face of obedience.

Then suddenly, Mr. Xu, who had been sitting aside, spoke up: "Little girl with a sharp tongue."

Qiao Yuxian looked at him.

Just in time to see Xu Jingjing sitting beside him.

Before she could speak, Gu Yanjing stood up, walked to her side, leaned slightly, and asked, "Tired? Want to head back?"

Qiao Yuxian looked up at him, her eyes asking: What are you doing? So disrespectful? Just leave like this? The birthday banquet isn’t over; it wouldn’t be right.

With Gu Yanjing’s words, Mr. Xu’s face immediately darkened.

This was practically disregarding him.

He had spoken, yet not a single person responded, and they still wanted to leave directly.

Xu Jingjing’s face also looked somewhat unsightly.

Xu Heng sat at the back, not speaking.

In front of so many people, this was practically embarrassing the Xu Family.

Old Sir Gu seemed not to hear, did not express any opinion, lowered his head, and fiddled with the handheld in his hand.

Old Sir Lu glanced briefly at Mr. Xu.

Thinking to himself: Isn’t this just pushing people to lose face?

Gu Yanjing’s wife, even within the Lu Family’s territory, could at most only remind with such a sentence.

Extra words, he was not in a position to say.

Afraid that Gu Yanjing would feel his wife was being bullied here, humiliating the entire Lu Family.

They had all watched Gu Yanjing grow up and knew his temper well.

He was always very respectful to these elders normally.

But if you touched his inverse scale, even lightly, he would disregard everyone’s face.

Everyone watched as Gu Yanjing took hold of Qiao Yuxian’s hand, ready to lead her away.

At this moment, Old Sir Lu spoke to break the awkwardness: "It’s about time, the martial arts arena should be ready too. Miss Qiao, would you like to go and see?"

Qiao Yuxian stood up, standing beside Gu Yanjing, looking at Old Sir Lu.

Old Sir Lu continued: "The martial arts arena should be quite spectacular, want to take a look?"

Qiao Yuxian looked at Gu Yanjing.

Gu Yanjing looked into her eyes, thinking that she not only wanted to see the excitement: "Want to go?"

Qiao Yuxian nodded.

"Alright." Gu Yanjing softly said the word.

Qiao Yuxian smiled at him.

Old Sir Lu said: "Let’s go, let’s go together."

Lu Mengyi went to assist Old Sir Lu.

Qiao Yuxian went to Mr. Gu’s side, holding his arm.

Mr. Gu patted Qiao Yuxian’s arm, and Qiao Yuxian looked at him, smiling at him.

...

The land area of Lu Mansion is extensive.

The buildings occupy half of it.

This martial arts arena and training ground take up the other half.

Over the years, every time Old Sir Lu celebrated his birthday, the afternoon was spent in the martial arts arena.

This was the annual birthday activity.

The martial arts arena is circular.

The competition takes place below, with a 360-degree viewing platform above.

This event mainly focuses on competitions involving the Lu Family.

However, if anyone wishes to challenge, they can challenge the Lu Family’s members.

The final winner is awarded a prize by the Lu Family.

This event is Old Sir Lu’s biggest hobby.

In his younger days, he was in the competition arena. Now, being older, he’s on the viewing platform.

At this time, the sun outside was strong.

Everyone gradually took their seats on the southern viewing platform.

The Lu Family served refreshments and tea.

Qiao Yuxian sat beside Gu Yanjing, with Lu Mengyi on the other side.

Lu Mengyi changed her clothes, and Qiao Yuxian said: "Sister Lu, you’re going to compete?"

"After all, it’s the Lu Family’s venue, losing wouldn’t look good," Lu Mengyi said.

Qiao Yuxian nodded, understanding.

She’s responsible for cleaning up the mess; if any Lu Family member is beaten, she’ll step in.

"But of the families present, is anyone that skilled?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

Lu Mengyi gestured to her left.

Qiao Yuxian followed her gaze.

She saw, some distance away on the platform, over a dozen foreigners sitting there.

Qiao Yuxian looked over, then back at Lu Mengyi.

Lu Mengyi said: "They’re considered old friends of my grandfather. They come every year at this time. Not to celebrate, just for the competition."

Qiao Yuxian raised an eyebrow: "Trying over and over, failing over and over?"

Qiao Yuxian just learned from Gu Yanjing yesterday that there would be a martial arts competition in the afternoon.

Let alone mention this group of foreigners.

"Yes." Lu Mengyi said.

"Interesting." Qiao Yuxian glanced at them again, then turned her gaze to the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena seemed mostly ready.

After a while, the referee waved a flag toward the platform.

Old Sir Lu stood up.

Everyone followed suit.

Old Sir Lu walked to the front railing.

The Lu Family stepped forward, handing him a gun with both hands.

Qiao Yuxian stood, the gun barrel glinting slightly under the sun, but she still saw it.

An old gun from years past.

Old Sir Lu took the gun, loaded it, raised his hand, and fired it into the sky.

Bang—a loud sound marked the start of the martial arts competition.