Chapter 565: You Can’t Afford Her Explanation

Chapter 565: Chapter 565: You Can’t Afford Her Explanation

Jinling Changjiang Beach Park is the perfect sort of place for young people to fall in love.

It was nine in the morning, and quite a few young people were strolling along the beach.

In a small gazebo, a woman dressed in ancient-style clothing was playing a zither.

The woman looked to be in her thirties or forties—an age of ripe maturity. Her face was free of wrinkles, and her figure was impeccably maintained. She could only be described as a peerless beauty of the mortal world.

The lingering notes of the zither caused many people to stop and listen.

Some coveted the woman for her beauty, while others were captivated by the sound of her music.

A gentle breeze stirred, causing a few strands of her hair to dance in the wind. They glowed golden in the morning sun, suffused with a sacred aura.

The piece came to an end.

The woman’s slender fingers gently pressed against the strings. Her eyes fluttered shut as she fell into a moment of stillness.

The sight was too beautiful!

So beautiful it made the heart tremble!

A young man visiting from out of town for the ceremony felt his heart surge. Unable to control himself, he walked up to her to strike up a conversation. "Hey there, miss. All by yourself? Mind if I get to know you?" ℴ

The woman slowly opened her eyes and glanced at the young man impassively. Her crimson lips parted, and she uttered a single word: "Scram."

Though the woman’s voice was soft, it struck the young man with such force that his world spun and his head buzzed. A sweet taste filled his throat as a trickle of fresh blood welled up!

The young man suppressed his injuries and quickly capitulated, apologizing, "This junior was reckless. I beg for Senior’s forgiveness."

The woman gave a faint humph and slowly closed her eyes again.

As if granted a royal pardon, the young man spun around and fled.

After the young man left, the woman stared blankly toward the river, muttering to herself, "Will... will he come?"

Time ticked by, second by second. The woman didn’t see the person she was hoping for, but she did see a familiar face.

It was the same young man from before, and he’d brought his elder with him to settle the score.

In the lead was a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties. He had rugged features, wore a training uniform, and carried a Treasure Sword on his back.

The middle-aged man clasped his hands in a fist-and-palm salute. "Fellow practitioner, I am Yue Daqun, Sect Leader of the Huashan Sect. I have come at the invitation of Madam Yang to attend the Jinling Yang Family’s apprenticeship ceremony! May I ask your name? And why did you injure my disciple?"

The woman glanced at Yue Daqun impassively. "Yue Daqun, I am in a rather poor mood. Take your disciple and leave."

The rage in Yue Daqun’s chest could no longer be contained. He had announced his name and affiliation, yet this woman treated him with such disregard!

"Fine, I’ll leave! But today, you must give my disciple an explanation!"

The woman said faintly, "Yue Daqun, I’m afraid you can’t afford my explanation."

"You! Very well! You brought this upon yourself!"

Yue Daqun was furious!

Just as Yue Daqun was about to make his move, a series of gasps erupted from the side!

"Look! There’s someone running on the river!"

"Holy crap! There really is someone on the river! Is that Qiu Qianchi, the one who treads on waves without a trace?"

"Qiu Qianchi my ass! Did you time travel or something? It must be a jet ski, right?"

Yue Daqun instinctively turned to look, his face a mask of utter shock!

It really was a person, running at high speed across the water’s surface!

The light instantly returned to the woman’s vacant eyes, and she stared intently at the figure sprinting across the Yangtze River!

He’s here!

He came after all!

Decades had passed, but he still couldn’t let go.

Unfortunately, in a fit of pique, she had married another man.

There was no going back!

A single, clear tear slid down the woman’s cheek and fell onto the zither’s strings.

The man was incredibly fast. With just a few flickers of his body, he crossed the Yangtze River in an instant, arriving on the beach and drawing near!

Yue Daqun’s disciple, unsure if this was friend or foe, quickly drew his sword and assumed a defensive stance!

Yue Daqun’s expression, however, changed drastically!

’Holy hell!’

’The newcomer is the Master of Dragon Flame!’

’The Martial Arts Alliance Leader of the Ancient Martial Realm!’

’The one and only Martial Arts Venerable—the Old Dragon King!’

Yue Daqun quickly roared, "Lin Pingzhi! How dare you! Put down your sword at once!"

Lin Pingzhi didn’t dare disobey Yue Daqun’s command. He hurriedly lowered his sword and looked at his master, his face a picture of confusion.

Unfortunately, Yue Daqun had no time to explain. He bowed respectfully to the Old Dragon King. "Yue Daqun of the Huashan Sect pays his respects to the Old Dragon King!"

Lin Pingzhi was so frightened he hardly dared to breathe. He quickly bowed as well. "This junior, Lin Pingzhi of the Huashan Sect, pays his respects to the Old Dragon King!"

The Old Dragon King asked coolly, "Yue Daqun, you’re not at the ceremony. What are you doing here?"

Yue Daqun began to lodge his complaint, embellishing the story, "Reporting to the Old Dragon King, this woman injured my disciple over a mere disagreement. Just now, she even made the outrageous claim that I, Yue, could not afford her explanation! This woman is too insolent, she must be..."

Before he could finish, the Old Dragon King cut him off rudely. "Must be what? Yue Daqun, Fanghua was not wrong. You truly cannot afford her explanation!"

’Fanghua?’

’That name sounds a bit familiar!’

’Where have I heard it before?’

TWANG!

A flash of insight struck Yue Daqun’s mind!

’The only one the Old Dragon King would call Fanghua is the matriarch of the Yang Family!’

Yue Daqun viciously kicked the back of Lin Pingzhi’s knees. With a THUD, Lin Pingzhi fell to the ground, kneeling!

"You worthless beast! Apologize to Madam Yang at once!"

’Madam Yang??’

BUZZ!

Lin Pingzhi’s mind went blank as he stared at Yu Fanghua in utter shock!

He couldn’t understand it at all!

’The young woman before me looks thirty or forty at most, like a newly married lady. How could she possibly be Madam Yang?’

’Isn’t Madam Yang’s son already in his fifties?’

But no matter how outrageous it seemed, Lin Pingzhi had no choice but to believe it.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Lin Pingzhi kowtowed several times, his head hitting the ground hard!

"Please forgive me, Madam Yang! This junior didn’t know it was you, Your Excellency! Please just let this lowly one go, as if you were just passing wind!"

Yu Fanghua’s expression darkened. "Am I very old?"

"No! Not at all! You’re like a celestial fairy! Otherwise, this lowly one wouldn’t have lost his composure just now!"

Yu Fanghua’s expression softened slightly. She glanced coolly at Yue Daqun. "Yue Daqun, you said just now that I was too insolent?"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Yue Daqun slapped himself hard across the face several times!

"It is this lowly one who was insolent! It was all this lowly one’s fault!"

"Hmph. Scram!"

"Yes! I’ll scram! We’ll scram!"

Yue Daqun grabbed Lin Pingzhi and ran, wishing his parents had given him two more legs!

Once the nuisances were gone, Yu Fanghua studied the Old Dragon King seriously.

They hadn’t seen each other in decades. The Old Dragon King had gone from a handsome young man to a handsome old man.

A note of sorrow entered Yu Fanghua’s voice. "Yanyi, you’ve gotten old."

The Old Dragon King gave a bitter smile. "Fanghua, it seems time has left no mark on you."

Yu Fanghua raised her hand and gently caressed the wrinkles on the Old Dragon King’s face.

The Old Dragon King stiffened for a moment, but then he remembered Cheng Yuan’s words and, in the end, did not pull away.

Yu Fanghua gazed at the Old Dragon King, utterly entranced!

Before the Old Dragon King had arrived, she had been filled with hatred for him. But now, with him standing before her in the flesh, the hatred quickly dissipated.

A fire seemed to ignite in Yu Fanghua’s chest!

"Yanyi, if you don’t mind that I’ve been married and have had children... just crook your little finger, and I will come right back to your side!"