Yi Chunjun glanced at her and said with a smile, "They all come hoping to win the heart of Juyuan. Whoever wins Juyuan's heart will truly be a treasure of beauty and wealth, a win-win situation."
"Senior Brother Yi!" Xiao Juyuan glared at him playfully, but clearly agreed with his opinion.
"Dream on!" Tuoba Yuanxun scoffed. "I've looked for a long time, and none of them can compare to Senior Brother Pei." He had always greatly admired his senior brother and regarded him as an idol.
Yi Chunjun laughed, "Little hero, you're still young, you don't understand men. Do you think a man who's good at martial arts and handsome is a first-rate man? A man..." He glanced at Pei Junwu out of the corner of his eye, meaningfully. "No matter how handsome or strong he is, a lifeless block of wood won't do."
Tuoba Yuanxun spat out a mouthful of tea, laughing so hard he almost choked. "Are you talking to me like that? Come on, say more, say more." Yan Minyu pinched him hard, glaring at him through gritted teeth. Tuoba Yuanxun still laughed, "Senior sister, why are you pinching me? Listen carefully to what kind of man Senior Brother Yi likes, you can learn from him."
Pei Junwu's calm face turned faintly pale again.
“I only know one first-rate man,” Yi Chunjun said wistfully.
"Who is it? Who is it?" Yuan Xun and Yan Minyu asked impatiently.
“Li Shishu’s husband, Xiao Mingyu,” he said calmly, taking a leisurely sip of tea.
Xiao Juyuan and Li Yuan'er were both slightly startled and looked at him.
"Hey! Isn't he just Juyuan's father? Why are you going through all this trouble?!" Tuoba Yuanxun rolled his eyes at him. "Tell me, why is it Uncle Xiao?"
"The four of us siblings have been together since childhood. I've never met my senior master, but I know my own master well, and I'm quite attracted to him..."
Another sound of water being choked.
"Master and Uncle-Master both deeply loved Uncle-Master Li, didn't they? They never loved another woman in their lives. But Uncle-Master Li didn't choose those two peerless geniuses, and instead chose Xiao Mingyu, a man with no martial arts skills and no knowledge. Why?"
"Because Uncle Xiao is handsome; he's the most handsome man in Sichuan," Yan Minyu said confidently.
Yi Chunjun looked at her and smiled, "My master may not be as good-looking as him, but he is definitely not as bad-looking as him."
"Stop keeping me in suspense, just tell me!" Tuoba Yuanxun shouted impatiently.
“A sense of fun.” Yi Chunjun smiled. “Even an ordinary-looking man can find pleasure in all sorts of women if he has a sense of fun. I hope…” His eyes also drifted to the young and handsome men passing by, “I’ll see a few men with a sense of fun this time.”
Yuan'er recalled what her mother had told her: Pei Junwu would treat her very well and take good care of her, but he lacked a certain romance. She smiled silently; Yi Chunjun really understood men.
He even understands women very well... at least his views are very similar to his mother's.
"Let's not." Tuoba Yuanxun shook his head earnestly. "Like you said, if a few good-looking and charming men come along, Senior Brother Pei will be in danger."
"No," Xiao Juyuan said, blushing. "No matter how good other men are, I... I only like... I only want to marry Brother Wu."
Yi Chunjun chuckled, "Senior Brother Pei, it seems that your lack of romance is a common understanding."
Pei Junwu gave him a cold glance and pursed his lips.
The Flower Smile, Chapter 20: Descendant of a Prestigious Family
The slow, deliberate sound of hooves remained clear amidst the bustling voices, sounding quite leisurely. There were only five people in the caravan, with four servants following their master.
The four servants were divided into two rows. Even though they were on horseback and their formation was perfectly orderly, they only looked at the road ahead with indifferent expressions.
Their master, dressed in a light purple robe, looked so elegant as he rode a magnificent white horse. He smiled slightly, and his gentle, handsome face exuded an undeniable majesty.
The five men, master and servants, made the arrogant men who had just passed by appear extremely rude and vulgar, exuding an air of arrogance.
Even if Xiao Yuan and the others didn't know who he was, they could tell that this was a true scion of a prestigious family, a truly important figure. Compared to him, the small fry who had been swaggering around with a large entourage just moments before seemed incredibly pretentious and laughable.
Just as Yan Minyu was about to ask Pei Junwu who that was, someone was already calling his name.
"Brother Nangong."
A young man in a gray robe rode up quickly on horseback and caught up with him. He was the same kind of person as Nangong, accompanied by only a few servants. He didn't have anything particularly eye-catching on him, but neither was his clothing cheap or crude. Those adorned with gold and jewels were merely from a small family that had recently become famous in the martial arts world.
Nangong Zhan turned around slightly and smiled at him, a hint of sarcasm in his lips, "Murong Xiao, I didn't expect you to come too."
"Of course I had to come. Qin Chuyi has always loved beauty, and each of her disciples is more beautiful than the last. Surely, some stunning beauties should emerge from her grand-disciples' generation? I heard that all the senior and junior disciples have gathered, so I had to come and see just how beautiful those little beauties are." Murong Xiao laughed heartily, quite frankly.
Nangong Zhan sneered, "Others are fine, as long as Xiao Juyuan is pretty, isn't that enough?"
Yan Minyu was so angry by those words that she almost slammed her hand on the table.
"I love any beautiful woman!" Murong Xiao said without blushing. "I love pretty girls more than money."
"Brother! You're being silly again." A beautiful young girl urged her horse forward, glaring at Murong Xiao with a hint of complaint. "This birthday banquet is a gathering of heroes, so you'd better tone it down, or you'll get another beating from Father when you get home."
Nangong Zhan also laughed and said to the girl, "Huihui, does your brother still get beaten up all the time? I remember his lightness skill has improved a lot."
Murong Xiao frowned helplessly, "No matter how good my lightness skill is, it can't compare to the old man's. He chases after me and beats me, and I've suffered serious internal injuries several times. You're so much better off; your father died early, and you're in charge of your own life. Unlike me, I'm in my mid-twenties and still a 'young master'! I don't even dare to fight back when I get beaten up!"
Everyone laughed at what he said.
Nangong Zhan glanced over with his elegant eyes, "Brother Pei, what a refined taste you have, sitting here drinking tea."
Pei Junwu remained seated, merely nodding slightly to him, and said in a cool and indifferent tone, "Brother Nangong, it seems that your birthday greetings have come a little early."
Murong Xiao dismounted and entered the teahouse. He unabashedly and awkwardly looked each of the girls present up, finally fixing his gaze on Yi Chunjun's face for a long while before sighing with heartache, "If only you were a woman!"
"Brother!" Murong Hui walked in with Nangong Zhan and couldn't help but scold her brother again. When she saw Yi Chunjun, she was stunned for a long time before finally blushing and lowering her head.
Murong Xiao sat down at Pei Junwu's table without being invited. He glanced at Yan Minyu and then at Xiao Juyuan. Because Xiao Juyuan was wearing a human skin mask, he looked at him for a while and then turned away with some disappointment.
“Juyuan, it’s been more than ten years since we last met.” He looked Xiao Juyuan up and down.