Chapter 709: Her and Him?

Chapter 709: Chapter 670: Her and Him?

But he didn’t understand. To Zhang Yang, battle was life itself. Everyone had different pursuits, and that was what made the world so rich and colorful.

Wang Meng smiled. “That day will come.”

Zhang Yang looked at Wang Meng, a slight smile also appearing on his face. Suddenly, he threw a punch. The fierce, Powerful Qi from the blow sent Wang Shifeng tumbling. Though Wang Shifeng was lazy, he was still in the Earth Wheel Realm, yet he couldn’t withstand the force of that Qi.

If that fierce punch landed on Wang Meng, Master Wang wouldn’t be able to show his face in public ever again.

BAM…

Wang Meng’s fist, though thrown second, arrived first, pressing down directly. Meanwhile, Zhang Yang’s leg was already sweeping over. For Zhang Yang, his entire body was a weapon.

Wang Meng chuckled. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows, yet the private room remained completely undisturbed.

Whoever broke something first would be the loser. This was a test of Powerful Qi control—blending softness with hardness, a perfect harmony of firm and gentle.

This was why Zhang Yang was one of the top prodigies of the younger generation.

BOOM…

The two clashed palms. Wang Meng smiled. “You’ve been holding that in for a long time, haven’t you?”

Zhang Yang roared with laughter. “Seeing is believing, and hearing is just rumor! Damn it, the next person who tells me you’re a good-for-nothing, I’ll beat them so hard they’ll be picking their teeth up off the floor!”

Zhang Yang pulled his power back; it was only a friendly spar. He had never believed someone like Wang Meng could be a nobody. To be honest, if Wang Meng were just some rich wastrel, no matter how good a feeling he got from him, it would have all been an illusion.

“Haha, now that you say that, I feel much safer.”

Zhang Yang grinned and plopped down into his seat, completely carefree. Today, he had truly come to respect Wang Meng as a person. As for what others thought or said, he didn’t give a damn.

“Sorry, I’m late.” Zhan Yingluo’s voice came from outside the door.

You could hear a slight excitement in Zhan Yingluo’s voice. The moment Zhang Yang heard her, he sat up straight. The guy was known as a “friend to all young ladies” and was particularly mindful of his image in front of girls, especially beautiful ones.

Zhan Yingluo had received Wang Meng’s invitation and had truly spent a long time getting ready. This was the first time she had ever received a personal invitation from him.

When the door opened and Zhang Yang and Wang Shifeng saw Zhan Yingluo, it felt as if the room had suddenly lit up, as if she were glowing.

Zhan Yingluo’s skin was already fair and radiant, so she usually didn’t pay much mind to her appearance. But as the saying goes, a woman adorns herself for the one who delights in her. Now that she had, she was as beautiful as a celestial fairy.

Zhan Yingluo was slightly taken aback to see Wang Shifeng and Zhang Yang as well, but she quickly composed herself.

“Yingluo, sit here. If I’d known you were coming, I would have prepared a huge bouquet of fresh flowers.”

Clearly, Zhang Yang and Zhan Yingluo were no strangers. Haojing wasn’t exactly small, but it wasn’t huge either, and the top few young people of their generation were bound to have many opportunities to meet.

Zhan Yingluo ignored Zhang Yang and sat down next to Wang Meng. “What’s so important that you had to mobilize the troops?”

Zhang Yang felt a chill wind blow past. “Yingluo, you can’t be like this. Since when were you two so close? You can’t just ignore me! You’ll break my heart.”

Zhan Yingluo had clearly seen through Zhang Yang’s act. “If that’s enough to break your heart, then there’s nothing left of it to break.”

“…Are you trying to compliment my perseverance?”

“No, I’m saying you’re too thick-skinned.”

Zhang Yang just beamed as if he’d received a compliment. What a weirdo.

“There’s something I need to discuss. We’re still waiting for two more people. If they don’t show up, we’ll start without them,” Wang Meng said.

“What is it? Why all the mystery? Who else is coming? These are the only people you even know in Haojing, right?” Wang Shifeng asked. This was the first time Wang Meng had been so serious about discussing something, which meant it was probably trouble. As far as he knew, everyone in Haojing that Wang Meng could talk to was already here.

The words had barely left his mouth when a small head poked in furtively. “Wang Meng, are you kidding me? Can’t you give me some advance notice next time? This princess is very busy!”

Everyone present was stunned again. ‘Isn’t… isn’t that the Tenth Princess???’

‘What is she doing here? And from the sound of it, she seems pretty familiar with Wang Meng.’

Wang Shifeng was floored. ‘Damn, I really underestimated Wang Meng. This is the master at work! He’s about to be engaged to the Seventh Princess on one hand, and on the other, he’s already buddy-buddy with his future sister-in-law. A true master!’

“Since you’re here, you might as well come in.”

“Hmph! It’s only because my curiosity got the better of me. You’d better have something fun planned, or I’ll tell my Elder Sister that you tried to seduce me and see how she deals with you!”

Ji Jin’Er said, her hands on her slender waist.

The others were once again shocked. Zhang Yang stood up and made an inviting gesture. “Your Highness is truly wise! Someone like Wang Meng needs to be kept in line. But rest assured, Your Highness, I am your most loyal knight!”

Ji Jin’Er smiled faintly, her big eyes blinking as she looked at Zhang Yang with a seemingly moved expression. “Is that so? In that case, can I ask my Imperial Father to have you brought into the palace?”

Zhang Yang froze on the spot. Being “brought into the palace” meant being castrated. That was far too vicious. Even a man of Zhang Yang’s heroic spirit couldn’t handle that, and he immediately conceded defeat.

Wang Meng patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, you’re not the first to fall for it.”

Wang Shifeng felt like he was seeing a whole new world. ‘Everyone is supposed to hate Wang Meng. In fact, everyone here should be on the list of people who hate him, and yet… they all seem to get along so well.’

Zhan Yingluo grew curious. She was quite familiar with the Tenth Princess, so she pulled her over to sit with her and asked, “Your Highness, how do you know him too?”

‘It made no sense. Those two shouldn’t have ever crossed paths. In fact, it would be a miracle if they met and didn’t start a fight.’

The Tenth Princess blinked mysteriously. “Well… it’s a secret. We’re not very close.”

Zhan Yingluo couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat. ‘If you’re not close, then why did you come running over?’

After sitting for a little while, Ji Jin’Er grew impatient. “Wang Meng, hurry up and tell us! What fun thing do you have planned?”

Everyone stared at Wang Meng. Even the Tenth Princess was here. Surely it was time for him to explain, right?

Wang Meng just smiled again. “We’re still missing one person. I’m not sure if she’ll come, but the appointed time isn’t here yet. Let’s wait a little longer.”

Ji Jin’Er looked around restlessly out of boredom, but she surprisingly managed to wait with patience. In truth, she was quite curious. ‘Since Wang Meng has gathered so many people, there must be something fun going on.’

After Ji Jin’Er’s arrival, Wang Shifeng calmed down, actually managing to project the air of someone from a prestigious family. Anyone who didn’t know better could really be fooled by his facade.

‘Zhang Yang, Ji Jin’Er, Zhan Yingluo… all of them were famous figures in Haojing.’ In Wang Shifeng’s view, building a good relationship with even one of them was a rare feat. Yet Wang Meng had managed to invite all three to chat over tea. Regardless of his reasons, the fact that they all came was a huge testament to his prestige.

‘If it were him, he would have been falling all over himself to entertain them. How could he dare to make them wait at the table? And the most crucial part was… there wasn’t even a single decent dish on the table! Just a few cups of water and a plate of melon seeds.’

Little Jin’Er had no patience. After cracking about ten melon seeds, she asked, “Wang Meng, who exactly are we waiting for?”

Zhang Yang was also clearly running out of patience. “Just get on with it and tell us what’s going on.”

Just then, a gentle, graceful voice drifted softly from the doorway. “Brother Wang, am I late?”

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