Monarch Night

Everyone present was well aware that the future wife they look for might be of noble birth, powerful in cultivation, or even quite good-looking; but... there's one thing they can't control, and that's the temperament.

They mostly sought women from great families, who tend to be haughty and arrogant by nature. So the temperament isn't likely to be great.

Bring a guest home, and if they don't give you a hard time, that's already quite good; dreaming of someone sensible and knowing etiquette?

Finding someone that considerate is simply a blessing cultivated over eight lifetimes.

So, why did you, Fang Che, find such a good woman as your wife? And she's incredibly beautiful too!

And from what I hear, she spoils you, doing whatever you want.

Why, huh, lucky you?

No way!

Let's drink you under the table!

All young people here, sharing similar interests, found each other pleasant to look at. Initially, they held back a bit, mindful that this was Lord Jian's territory, not daring to be too wild.

But soon the atmosphere heated up, and they let loose.

Especially Fang Che, who became the target of all.

Everyone felt envious and jealous.

And so, they all joined forces against him.

Fang Che, smiling and welcoming, countered with sharp wit and sharp words.

"I say, aren't each of you older by now?"

Fang Che began, holding his wine cup: "How come each of you is still a single dog? No woman likes you? Not even one? Tsk... That's quite a failure, I must say."

"Aren't you all in your late twenties, almost thirty? Not worried about lifelong matters? Tsk, the fate of a single dog."

Everyone was hit where it hurt, blushing: "It's not that I don't want to find someone, just... no suitable ones."

"I just like being single!"

"I like being single too, but if there's someone particularly good, I could accept it, especially if she's as pretty and mild-mannered as your wife..."

"Hmph, I just don't plan to find anyone."

"Being single is so free..."

"..."

Still, most were stubbornly refusing to admit it.

Although their hearts longed for it, they couldn't admit it out loud.

Fang Che said leisurely, "Actually, my wife has a younger sister, seventeen this year... Tsk, prettier than your sister-in-law, speaks softly, gentle by nature, sensible and obedient..."

Suddenly, thirty-five pairs of eyes lit up!

Like thirty-five lanterns suddenly illuminating the night sky.

Just moments ago, Tan Dashi, who touted the merits of being single, was the first to charge over, blocking all the wine cups, declaring righteously, "Don't anyone pour my Boss Fang any more drinks, keep some decorum! Who dares mess up, has to deal with me first!"

Then, with a face full of flattery: "Boss Fang... look at me, how about it?"

Feng Xiangdong approached: "Boss Fang, I'm your loyal brother, take a look at me, look at me."

Luo Shishui: "Boss Fang, just one word from you, and it will be the direction of my life! When might I meet your wife's sister... hehehe?"

Others: "Boss Fang, Boss Fang... look at me, I look alright."

"..."

Fang Che grabbed a wine jar and stuffed it in Tan Dashi's hand, pointing at Chu Wuqing, who was the most boisterous just now: "Want to meet my wife's sister? Get him for me!"

Tan Dashi immediately jumped up, looking fierce: "Chu Wuqing, how dare you be rude to my Boss Fang? I'm challenging you one-on-one!"

"Who's afraid of whom!"

Over there, Fang Che shoved a wine jar into Yuzhong Kuang's hand, pointing randomly and shouting: "Get him for me!"

Yuzhong Kuang charged forward and started.

Then one by one began.

"Get him for me!"

"Get him!"

"Get him!"

"Whoever performs the best, lifelong matters, leave it to me. My little sister-in-law, when you see her, you'll be transformed into a scoundrel! No, wait... you'll be so awestruck when you see her that even the thought of desecration won't rise, like a bright moon in the sky..."

"Marriage is just a small matter, but my sister-in-law listens to me the most! A sister as an elder is like a mother; as the brother-in-law, my word is final. Whoever performs well, I'll betroth her to you!"

A bunch of fellows, for the sake of lifelong matters, for Boss Fang's sister-in-law, suddenly started an internal bloody conflict.

One group clobbered the other with wine jars, pouring them to death.

Also, some remained clear-headed: "Hold on, hold on, this is Boss Fang stirring up trouble... don't fall for this scheme!"

"Stop with that, I just don't like the look of you, what are you gonna do about it?"

"Drink up! You got the guts?!"

"Damn, who's afraid of whom!"

Mr. Fang suddenly stood aside, cheerfully holding a wine cup, constantly shouting: "Get him! Get him! Get him again!"

Lively and bustling, until late into the night.

All wobbly and groggy.

Tan Dashi incredibly held on until the end, with a belly as if eight-months pregnant from drinking, staggering.

Rolling his eyes and said: "Boss Fang, don't forget your sister-in-law... my wife..."

"Of course, of course."

Fang Che wholeheartedly agreed: "First, rest, take a nap. Ah, sit down, close your eyes, yeah... good, snore... perfect."

...

This bunch drank until late into the night.

Fang Che finally sobered up, practicing to expel the alcohol.

Sitting under a flower rack, gazing up at the stars in the sky.

Couldn't help but ponder, gods, what are gods?

If gods exist, are they in heaven? Or on another star?

Did Jun Lin, who self-destructed his Divine Soul and took down that huge centipede, really destroy a god's avatar?

In the absolute silence, he vaguely felt a kind of spiritual energy he had never encountered, pure and slowly seeping into his body while his mind was unconsciously in a state of emptiness.

Inexplicably, his mind felt much clearer.

Maintaining this posture, his Divine Sense slowly examined, seeing a faint mist rising from the ground, gently entering the branches and leaves of the Lingxiao Vine, and at the same time, the starlight in the night sky seemed to be attracted, faint light shining down, strands of spiritual energy not belonging to the Mortal World, also slowly entering the Lingxiao Vine.

And as the power of heaven and earth seeped in, the branches and leaves of the Lingxiao Vine became more and more vibrant.