Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 1438: Netherworld City

The group arrived in front of the city gates. The walls of the Netherworld Hall were almost as tall as those of Netherworld City.

The Netherworld Hall is essentially a city within a city.

Heavy guards stood watch at the city gates.

Jing Wuyan stepped forward and revealed his identity.

"Greetings, Young Master."

Everyone within sight knelt on one knee out of respect.

Jing Wuyan waved his hand, "Rise, everyone."

Qin Yi chuckled, "Very impressive."

Jing Wuyan looked embarrassed, "Brother Qin, please, don’t tease me."

"Let’s head in."

The group began walking inside.

"Brother Qin, once inside the Netherworld Hall, you can’t fly, so I ask for your understanding."

"No problem."

Qin Yi smiled. The architecture of the Netherworld Hall was grand and magnificent, worthy of being the master of the Northern Central State.

The sky above was covered with an array barrier.

Everyone they encountered on the way who saw Jing Wuyan knelt in respect.

Jing Wuyan was effectively a prince of the royal family.

"Xiaoyanzi, how many elder brothers do you have?"

Jing Wuyan frowned, displeased, "I have two unreliable brothers."

"What do you mean?"

"My brothers simply can’t be taken seriously."

Yun Mengyao quipped, "Are they fighting you for the position of Hall Master of the Netherworld Hall, is that why you belittle them?"

"If only that were true."

Qin Yi looked at him, puzzled.

"Sigh... those two brothers of mine love to make life difficult for me."

Qin Yi and the others still didn’t understand.

Stream explained softly, "The eldest and second young masters enjoy their freedom and don’t want to inherit the title of Hall Master. So, every now and then, they come to persuade the Young Master to become the next Hall Master."

Qin Yi and the others were dumbfounded. Is there really such a thing?

Since ancient times, the royal family was considered unfeeling, but Jing Wuyan’s brothers were quite unique.

"Inheriting the title of Hall Master means ruling over the entire Northern Central State, why wouldn’t you want that?"

Jing Wuyan smiled bitterly, "I admit I don’t have the ability to manage the entire Northern Central State. I just want to live a peaceful life with Stream."

"But who knew, my brothers turned out to be less capable than me, married early, and spend their days turning around their wives. Whenever my father brings up the topic of heirs, those two dodge as much as they can, infuriating him to no end."

Yun Mengyao laughed, "So, your brothers only love the beauty and not the throne."

"The eldest and second young masters are quite devoted, each having only one wife."

Qin Yi was surprised.

This Jing Wuyan and his brothers are all romantics.

Jing Wuyan frowned, "Enough about these bothersome things. Now that I’m back, my father will bring up the topic of heirs again, and I better come up with a good excuse. Those unreliable brothers of mine probably already have their strategies."

Qin Yi couldn’t help but laugh, ready to tease him, when someone called out to him.

Looking up, Xiao Jian was seen striding over.

Qin Yi was amused, whenever he saw Xiao Jian, he thought of that Storage Ring; the old man must still be puzzled about how he lost it.

If he had the chance, Qin Yi planned to return the Storage Ring to him but keep the contents for himself.

"Uncle Xiao."

Jing Wuyan and Stream saluted.

Qin Yi shouted, "Uncle Jian, long time no see."

The passing disciples and maids of the Netherworld Hall all turned to look.

Xiao Jian’s mouth twitched a few times, glaring at Qin Yi. Does he not care about reputation?

"You brat, ruining my reputation right after meeting."

Despite Xiao Jian’s reprimand, his face carried a deep smile.

Jing Wuyan asked, "Uncle Xiao, did you come specifically to greet us?"

Xiao Jian nodded, "The Hall Master received news of your return and had me wait here early."

"Let’s go, everyone, follow me to see the Hall Master."

The group followed Xiao Jian down the wide stone path.

"Uncle Jian, we came all this way, travel-weary, are you planning to let us fill our stomachs before seeing the Hall Master?"

Xiao Jian rolled his eyes, "What’s more important, seeing the Hall Master or eating?"

"Eating."

"Eating."

Qin Yi and Yun Mengyao said in unison.

Xiao Jian was speechless.

"Do you know how busy the Hall Master is? He took special time today to meet you all."

Yun Mengyao scoffed, "Why, isn’t Qin Yi worth waiting for?"

"Qin Yi, let’s go. If they don’t provide food, we’ll eat outside and come back."

Qin Yi nodded, "I agree with that."

"Enough with your nonsense, hurry up and follow me. After you meet the Hall Master, he will surely host a banquet for you all."

Qin Yi and Yun Mengyao exchanged a glance, Yun Mengyao laughed, "That sounds reasonable."

"Uncle Jian, how come there hasn’t been a commotion for my sister’s wedding?"

Xiao Jian was slightly stunned, then smiled, "The Hall Master intended for it to be small and not too elaborate this time."

"Oh." Jing Wuyan nodded, "That must be my sister’s wish then?"

Xiao Jian nodded, "The Second Miss has been anticipating your return."

"I’ll see father first and then visit my sister."

Walking alongside Xiao Jian, Qin Yi asked, "Uncle Jian, I nearly forgot, there’s a favor I need."

"I won’t help." Xiao Jian instantly refused.

Qin Yi: "..."

Xiao Jian said, "If you can’t resolve it, then it must be a huge problem, and if you can’t handle it then I certainly can’t either."

"Don’t judge a gentleman with a petty man’s heart. It’s not like I’m asking you to risk your life."

"What’s the matter?"

"Adopt Stream as your goddaughter."

Xiao Jian stared at Qin Yi, bewildered.

Qin Yi laughed, "Aren’t you Netherworld Hall old folks dissatisfied with Stream’s background? If you adopt her as your daughter, she will be an appropriate match for Xiaoyanzi."

"Speak reasonably, what old folks?"

"But you do have a point. I’ve watched Stream grow up, if she’s willing, I’d be more than happy."

Qin Yi turned back to Stream.

Stream shyly nodded.

"Alright, that’s settled." Qin Yi chuckled.

Xiao Jian said discontentedly, "The way you talk, as if you’re the one adopting the godchild. Out of courtesy, shouldn’t you ask my opinion?"

"You have no say."

"Why?"

Qin Yi smirked, "If you don’t agree, I’ll make you agree. Your good-looking beard, I believe I can pluck it all, do you believe me or not?"

Xiao Jian held his breath, face turning red and neck swelling, as he stared at Qin Yi, "Brat, this is the Netherworld Hall."

"Is Netherworld Hall extraordinary? Could the Sword Sect stop me? If I can turn the Southern Middle State upside down, then I can do the same with the Northern Central State."

Xiao Jian: "..."

"You win."

Jing Wuyan and the others stifled their laughter, watching Xiao Jian, face full of reluctance.

Threatened on his own turf, how embarrassing.

Qin Yi reminded, "There must be a ceremony for adopting a daughter. By the way, tell those old folks, less grumbling, or I’ll beat them up."

Xiao Jian: "..."