The Crazy Son-In-Law

It was then that Xiao Shun finally understood what they were talking about. He began to explain to them what had happened, and with Song Linger by his side, they finally managed to clarify the situation. At this point, Song Qingzhou finally felt relieved.

Song Zhenhai, on the other hand, felt somewhat disappointed, thinking that it would have been better if there really was something going on between them. However, it didn’t matter, as long as the two spent time together, they would eventually have a chance. After all, familiarity breeds fondness.

In Song Zhenhai’s opinion, if his granddaughter could marry Xiao Shun, it would definitely be a gain for her. Moreover, he wasn’t blind; he could see that the girl had already taken a liking to Xiao Shun. Now they just didn’t know what Xiao Shun was thinking.

“Alright, Mr. Xiao, based on what I saw at the Yao family that day, you and Miss Yao didn’t seem to get along well. How are things between you now?” Song Zhenhai asked.

“It was really awkward. We had some misunderstandings before, but now all the issues have been resolved.”

Xiao Shun smiled faintly. This was indeed the truth. In the past, Yao Qin had misunderstood him and thought he was a worthless loser. More than three months ago, although he and Yao Qin lived under the same roof, they were like strangers to each other. Now, when he thought of all the changes that had happened over the past three months, he couldn’t help but feel emotional.

A trace of disappointment quickly flashed through Song Zhenhai’s eyes, and he said, “That’s good, that’s good.” Song Linger also felt the same disappointment.

She knew Xiao Shun was married and had been trying her best to suppress her feelings, but emotions weren’t tangible objects that she could easily control. Usually, when she was with Xiao Shun, she never brought up this topic. On the contrary, she had been trying hard to avoid it. As long as she could see Xiao Shun, she would be happy for the entire day.

She had never thought about breaking up Xiao Shun’s marriage, but upon hearing his words, she still felt a void in her heart. She was only twenty years old and full of longing for love.

Perhaps it was because her social circle was too small. Maybe one day she would meet someone even better than her master, and he would just happen to like her. She would be able to forget him quickly, she surely would.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Song Linger thought absentmindedly. But was there really such a person?

Upon hearing Xiao Shun’s words, Song Qingzhou’s face immediately lit up with joy. It wasn’t that he looked down on Xiao Shun. Xiao Shun had defeated Sikong Chen with a single move on the Shadow Stage, and he had just learned from Song Zhenhai that Xiao Shun had even become the chairman of Golden Harrow. All of this had left a deep impression on Song Qingzhou.

However, no matter what, Xiao Shun was a married man, and Song Qingzhou was afraid that his daughter would not be happy with him. Although he hadn’t been in Stillwater for many years, he had always been concerned about Song Linger. Even if the girl had never been close with him, he just didn’t want to see her suffer even just a little bit.

“Harmony in the family brings prosperity to everything. Since you and Mrs. Xiao have resolved your issues, you must cherish each other.”

Song Qingzhou smiled with relief and continued, “I guess Mr. Xiao has already heard about the recent news of the Old School Society. They’re coming to Stillwater for Sikong Xinrong’s funeral. Actually, I know quite a bit about Zuo Zhiyuan. He’s arrogant and narrow-minded. Last time, you injured his disciple at the Shadow Stage, and I’m afraid he’ll take this opportunity to cause you trouble. Why don’t you leave Stillwater for a while and hide out until the storm passes?”

“Why should I hide? My home is in Stillwater,” Xiao Shun said. He had always been candid with the Song family. When he heard Song Qingzhou’s words, his spoon suspended in midair, and then he laughed dismissively and took a casual, big bite.

“You’re still young, and with your current cultivation, it’s not impossible to surpass Zuo Zhiyuan given time. So there’s no need to confront him now. Besides, with the Old School Society’s massive influence, you don’t want to take them on alone. Why not just avoid the trouble?” Song Qingzhou advised earnestly, growing increasingly worried for him. Why was this kid so naive?

“Sikong Chen is dead,” Xiao Shun said, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “Since they want to put everything on me, that’s fine, I can handle it.”

“What? Sikong Chen is dead?!” Song Qingzhou’s face changed dramatically, and he exclaimed in shock.

The other members of the Song family were equally astonished, exchanging glances.

“Of course I didn’t kill him, but the Sikong family insist it was me,” Xiao Shun said helplessly.

“Listen to me, if that’s the case, you should take your family and leave Stillwater immediately. I can find a place for you and ensure your safety. If you had only injured Sikong Chen, the Old School Society might have just taught you a lesson and that’s it. But you killed one of theirs, and whether or not you actually did it, the point is they believe it was you, and they won’t let it go! Especially since Sikong Chen was Zuo Zhiyuan’s disciple. It’s said that he’s a master at the peak of the Foundation stage, just one step away from becoming a grandmaster. You’re no match for him…” Song Qingzhou said solemnly.

Ordinary people didn’t really understand the structure of the Old School Society. Although Song Qingzhou wasn’t a fighter, many of his tasks over the past few years were related to the Old School Society, so he had some knowledge of the matter.

Masters were fighters who had reached the Foundation stage and were qualified to establish their own sects, and generally would serve as branch heads. Grandmasters, on the other hand, had entered the Posterior Heaven stage. They served as vice presidents in the Old School Society, each stationed in one of the four major regions: southwest, southeast, northwest, and central.

Each one of them was an extremely rare genius, and their names were unknown even to someone at Song Qingzhou’s level.

“Master, why don’t you hide for a while?” Song Linger said worriedly. She had always had faith in Xiao Shun, but her confidence waned after hearing Song Qingzhou’s words.

“Qingzhou has a point. You’re young and have a long road ahead of you. There’s no need to confront someone like Zuo Zhiyuan at this time,” Song Zhenhai chimed in.

Xiao Shun’s gaze shifted between them, and he smiled calmly, “I’ve been hiding for three years, and I finally had the chance to stand up. Now you want me to hide again. That’s not going to work. I’m not some playdough in their hands, to be molded and manipulated as they please.”

“You really are… You’re just too snaive,” Song Qingzhou said, at a loss for words, and added with regret, “I’m saying all this for your own good.”

The Feng family had been focusing on the capital for the past twenty years. In terms of political power, the Old School Society was not as influential as the Feng family, and they were perhaps on par in terms of wealth. However, when it came to cultivation, this was a part the Feng family had long neglected. They had fallen far behind the Old School Society, which was why they couldn’t find anyone to use during the Shadow Stage and had taken a particular liking to Xiao Shun.

A young fighter with such cultivation, if he were to join the Feng family, might help them make up for their shortcomings in the future. If they could have their own force, they would be better prepared to deal with any unexpected situations.