The “muffled” sounds gradually faded, and the wedding hall returned to dead silence. The guests remained expressionless, but their inner thoughts were turbulent – truly worthy of the notorious Flying Dragon Guard, how arrogant!
The change happened too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, everything was settled. Qin had been dragged far away, and Fu Ya finally awoke from his daze, jumping up and rushing in front of Yan Xiaohan, furiously shouting, “Shameless villain! How dare you humiliate my mother!”
He raised his fist to strike, but was kicked several feet away by Yan Xiaohan, who then casually asked, “Who is this?”
the Qin madam just now. Please, sir, be magnanimous and don’t take it to heart.”
Yan Xiaohan responded with an “Oh,” surprised, “I’ve only heard of Fu Gongzi, never of a young Fu master. So he’s Jing Yuan’s half-brother, a misunderstanding.”
Fu Ya, barely catching his breath, heard Yan Xiaohan’s insincere “misunderstanding” and almost spat out blood. Embarrassed and angry, his eyes burning red, he grabbed something fallen nearby and threw it without looking, cursing, “Bullshit!”
His aim was poor, and the hidden weapon flew towards Fu Shen instead of Yan Xiaohan. Fu Shen easily caught it, looking at a broken ceramic bowl.
Yan Xiaohan continued to nitpick, “Young Master Fu’s language is quite vulgar, lacking education…” He glanced at the bowl in Fu Shen’s hand, his eyes catching the sharp ceramic edge, and his face immediately darkened.
A murderous aura rose behind him as he said grimly, “Daring to use such a sharp object to harm your elder brother, truly brazen!”
Fu Shen covered his mouth, suppressing his laughter and coughing several times. Yan Xiaohan seemed to just remember Fu Shen’s presence and leaned in, advising, “Don’t be angry… On such a joyous day, we shouldn’t create more trouble.
But since we’re now married, as husband and wife, you’re inconvenienced, so I’ll have to step in and discipline this disrespectful, foul-mouthed brother. The Lord won’t object, right?”
His tone was gentle, but the threat was unmistakable.
Performing the act, Fu Shen looked conflicted: “Well…”
Yan Xiaohan softly said, “The Flying Dragon Guard will be measured, no bloodshed, just a light punishment.”
Fu Shen hesitated briefly, then said helplessly, “Then do as you say.”
