Chapter 114: Aunt Su Mengyun (5)

Not long after lunch, the things the Wang Family had prepared for the summit arrived. The one who brought them was none other than Wang Yue’s personal maid, Li Menglan.

Taking the suitcase from her, Wang Yue casually caught her small hand.

"Sister Lan, come. I’ll introduce two elders to you."

He pulled Li Menglan in front of Feng Haopeng and Bao Guo.

"Sister Lan, this is Uncle Feng Haopeng and Uncle Bao Guo. Uncles, this is my personal attendant Li Menglan. I call her Sister Lan."

"Li Menglan greets Mister Feng, Mister Bao." Li Menglan saluted respectfully.

"No need for so much courtesy." The two nodded. This Li Menglan really was a stunning beauty, and her bearing was gentle. No wonder she could be Wang Yue’s personal maid.

Looking at how close the two were, the relationship did not seem as simple as young master and maid.

Bao Guo was blunt and said whatever he thought.

"Little Wang Yue, it isn’t Uncle talking you down, but loving beauty is human nature, and romance is part of life. You should take it easy though. Women are no good for us who train martial arts."

"Thank you for Uncle Bao’s concern." Wang Yue smiled slightly. "Sister Lan is different, though. Being with her actually speeds up my cultivation."

Hearing that, Li Menglan’s pretty face flushed crimson. Young Master was not wrong, but the way that cultivation sped up was...

Remembering that night’s flying feeling, her heart went soft. She even secretly regretted it. Was a seven-day interval a bit too long? If she had set a five-day, even three-day pact with Young Master, that would have been better.

Feng Haopeng and Bao Guo of course did not believe that kind of talk, but matters of men and women between young people were not something elders should say much about.

Besides, the Wang Family’s house rules were strict, and Liu Ruoshi was a very serious person. Even if Wang Yue fooled around, he would not be without limits. They did not need to worry too much.

After introducing the three, Wang Yue had Li Menglan stay and attend the gathering with him later. With his status, bringing a few extra people would not make anyone talk.

He was also using this to announce his relationship with Li Menglan. An ordinary maid had no right to enter a setting like this.

Li Menglan had been with the Wang Family for seven years and understood quite a few things. The moment Wang Yue told her to stay, she knew what it meant. She was so moved her eyes reddened. She almost wanted to offer herself to her beloved young master right then.

Checking the time, it was already close to two in the afternoon. The four of them went straight to the banquet hall on the hotel’s top floor, where the summit would be held.

By status, Wang Yue and the other two should have entered last, but as Su Mengyun had said, martial artists did not have that many rules. Compared with business gatherings and the like, this was much more casual.

When they reached the banquet hall, the Su Family and Chen Family had not arrived yet. Quite a few ordinary martial families and loose cultivators from Golden Mountain and Gusu had come early.

Seeing representatives of the three great families arrive together, those people immediately crowded up to greet them, then very tactfully scattered.

In any field people had their own small circles. If you were a Refine Qi martial artist and insisted on squeezing into a Concentrate Spirit circle, even if you squeezed in there would be no common topics. If you ran into someone sharp-tongued you might get mocked and lose a great deal of face.

Wang Yue, Feng Haopeng, and Bao Guo casually found a place to sit. Li Menglan stood obediently behind Wang Yue. They chatted in fits and starts.

"Su Family of Golden Mountain City, Lady Su Mengyun has arrived!" A voice rang out. The somewhat noisy banquet hall went quiet at once. Everyone looked toward the door.

Soon a soul-stirring figure walked in.

It was still that black evening-gown style long dress with dark gold patterns, but seeing Su Mengyun in the flesh, the pressure she gave off was far greater than the virtual image.

As she walked in unhurriedly, Su Mengyun instantly drew every gaze, yet almost no man dared look at her directly.

Poison!

In that moment almost everyone thought of the nickname Golden Mountain’s martial circle used for Su Mengyun in private.

The nickname had two layers. One was her beauty and sexiness, like a fierce poison that took a man’s life. The other was her super-strong presence, also like the fiercest poison, making people afraid to come close.

Presence was not something you got just by putting on a cold face.

Right now Su Mengyun was not wearing a cold expression. She even carried a faint smile. Still almost no one dared look at her straight, as if she were a born sovereign.

"Only a few months apart and Mengyun’s presence seems to have grown a lot stronger again." Feng Haopeng clicked his tongue in praise. He was one of the few men present who dared look at Su Mengyun directly, but the gaze he gave her was calm and clear, without the slightest dirty thought.

That was much better than this little pervert Wang Yue. The person walking toward him was his own blood aunt, yet this guy’s eyes landed straight on the pair of big breasts trembling slightly as she walked, and he was about to drool. Truly spineless.

After coming in, Su Mengyun walked straight to Wang Yue and the others and greeted them with a smile.

"Big Brother Feng, Second Brother Bao."

"Mengyun girl (sister)," the two smiled back.

"Eldest Aunt." Wang Yue stood and grinned at her.

"You’re here too." Su Mengyun glanced at Li Menglan standing behind Wang Yue, smiled, leaned close, and wrapped her voice in true qi to send it into his ear. "Stinking brat, you’re as much of a piece of work as your father. When Xueyan gets here, watch how she deals with you!"

Wang Yue did not quite catch what his aunt said. He only felt a intoxicating fragrance rush at him as she came close, and because she was too near, those trembling big breasts almost pressed right against his chest.

Luckily his reaction was fast enough. He hurriedly gathered his mind, or he would have made a fool of himself in public.

After warning him, Su Mengyun stepped back and sat on the nearby sofa.

As fellow organizers of this summit, when Wang Yue and the other two had arrived earlier they had been warmly welcomed. Su Mengyun sat here and not a single martial artist came up to greet her. It was not that they did not want to. They did not dare.