Chapter 2156 - 2155: He Is My Husband, The Secret of the Yang River

"Where do you want to go?" Xu Zimei looked at the Gongzi and asked.

"Anywhere is fine. I rarely leave River Sun City and want to see the world outside."

The Gongzi replied with a smile.

"Where are you from, fellow Daoist?"

"I call everywhere home and go wherever my feet take me," Xu Zimei replied.

"However, if you want to leave River Sun City, I'm afraid it's impossible."

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" The Gongzi was puzzled and asked.

Xu Zimei took a sip of wine, his eyes focused on the inn's entrance.

Suddenly, a group of people dressed in light red robes had raced in unnoticed.

Moreover, this group surrounded the entire inn.

The only place in River Sun City where people could wear such light red robes was the City Lord Mansion.

The inn was crowded, the earlier noisy chatter instantly quieted upon seeing this group of light red robe-wearers.

Only a small portion whispered to each other.

"Rarely do you see so many people from the City Lord Mansion out at once!"

"Did someone offend the City Lord and hide inside this inn?"

"That's unlikely. Today is the day the City Lord is selecting a son-in-law. No one would be so blind to make trouble!"

"Look at the leader, it's Steward Zhou from the City Lord Mansion. He is a trusted aide of the City Lord and only appears for extremely important matters."

The crowd buzzed with discussion.

Steward Zhou scanned the room and his gaze discreetly fell upon the Gongzi opposite Xu Zimei.

Then, he clasped his hands and smiled at the people present, "Everyone, apologies, but could you please leave here for a while?"

"Those present today can go to the City Lord Mansion to receive a cultivation technique, as an apology from us."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

While cultivation techniques may not be significant to the strong, they are invaluable to ordinary people struggling at the bottom.

A single cultivation technique might require them to exert every effort to obtain.

This is the lament of the weak.

"Steward Zhou, you're overstating, today the City Lord is selecting a son-in-law, the entire River Sun City is open to us free of charge."

"Today we must give face to the City Lord, isn't that right, everyone?"

"That's correct, Steward Zhou, we will leave immediately."

Despite curiosity about why Steward Zhou had come, manners prevented anyone from staying after being asked to leave.

Soon, the inn guests left in droves, even the shopkeeper and serving staff were excluded.

Only Xu Zimei and the Gongzi remained inside.

"Fellow Daoist, could you help me with a favor?" The Gongzi lightly tugged at Xu Zimei's sleeve.

By this time, Steward Zhou had approached them.

He smiled at Xu Zimei.

"May I ask you to give us some private space?"

"No," before Xu Zimei could speak, the Gongzi quickly replied.

"He's my friend. If he leaves, I'll leave too."

"Miss, please don't make it difficult for me," Steward Zhou narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Xu Zimei.

The so-called Gongzi was actually the City Lord's daughter.

And she was the main character of the widely-publicized marriage selection by the City Lord.

Steward Zhou didn't fear Xu Zimei overhearing and directly revealed her identity.

The City Lord of River Sun City is named Sikong Lian.

His daughter is Sikong Qing.

Sikong Qing was the City Lord's daughter, which made people generally reluctant to offend her.

However, despite being called Steward Zhou, the elderly man was not simple.

It was said his status in the City Lord Mansion was second only to City Lord Sikong Lian.

Sikong Qing was even raised under his watchful eye.

So, even Sikong Qing lacked confidence in front of him.

"He's the husband I've chosen, I don't care," Sikong Qing clenched her teeth and shyly winked at Xu Zimei.

Her words were astonishing.

Steward Zhou's expression changed instantly upon hearing this.

His gaze shifted between Xu Zimei and Sikong Qing.

Yet Xu Zimei remained indifferent from beginning to end.

Even when Sikong Qing declared such words, he did not react.

He calmly ate his meal, sipped his wine, seemingly detached, as if these matters had nothing to do with him.

"Miss, such matters are not to be joked about," Steward Zhou said gently.

"I'm not joking. You're organizing a public selection for a son-in-law," Sikong Qing boldly said.

"I've found someone myself, isn't that perfect? Saves you all the trouble."

Ignoring Sikong Qing's words, Steward Zhou focused on Xu Zimei.

He asked, "Sir, is our Miss speaking the truth?"

"Please answer considerately, as this matter is very important."

"I don't mind," Xu Zimei replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Steward Zhou's expression appeared quite complex.

At times he frowned, at times he seemed relieved.

"If that's the case, please follow me back," Steward Zhou said.

"Grandpa Zhou, I..." Sikong Lian wanted to say something.

But Steward Zhou replied, "Miss, this matter is too significant, the City Lord must be informed."

"I can't make this decision, you should understand, some things cannot be taken lightly."

"Alright," Sikong Qing nodded.

She glanced sideways at Xu Zimei again and winked apologetically without words.

Xu Zimei was unfazed.

He had no particular business in River Sun City and planned to leave in a few days.

If he wanted to go, could they really stop him?

...

Steward Zhou led the way, a group of people in light red robes surrounded Xu Zimei and Sikong Qing subtly.

They were wary that the two might try to escape.

After all, Sikong Qing was considered a repeat offender.

Outside the inn, there were several sedan chairs waiting, and Steward Zhou thoughtfully arranged for Xu Zimei to ride one and Sikong Qing another.

They were carried along the way towards the City Lord Mansion.

...

Halfway along the road, Xu Zimei asked to stop the sedan chair.

"Is there a problem?" Steward Zhou asked.

"Saw something interesting," Xu Zimei smiled.

At this moment, the sedan chair had just crossed Yang River.

Yang River bisected River Sun City, almost passing over the bridge crossing Yang River.

Xu Zimei descended from the sedan chair and went to the riverbank of Yang River.

"Yang River is favored by our Fire Tribe. You, from the human race, should keep your distance to avoid injury," Steward Zhou reminded beside him.

"No problem," Xu Zimei shook his head.

The formation of the fiery river was quite intriguing.

It was produced by heaven and earth.

However, there were ten suns above the Blazing Flame Realm, so the geographic location being different due to the suns was quite normal.

What truly interested Xu Zimei was the power beneath this fiery river.

A power that greatly intrigued Xu Zimei.

"Where is the source of Yang River?" Xu Zimei asked.

At this point, Sikong Qing volunteered to explain, "Yang River is one of the tributaries of Baori River."