Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 784: Chapter 648

Uncle Meng stood at the railing on the second floor, looking at the crowd of enthusiastic young talents, hesitating to strike the copper gong.

Someone started to jeer.

"The auspicious time has come, please bring the third miss out!"

"Yes! We’ve waited so long, it’s time for the bride to come out!"

"What bride, it’s not even close!"

Uncle Meng cleared his throat and said seriously, "Ladies and gentlemen, before we toss the embroidered ball to select a husband, I want to confirm one last time: Are you all unmarried, or have no wives or concubines at home? If you do, even if you catch the embroidered ball, it won’t be counted."

"Understood, understood!"

Someone urged, while someone felt guilty.

Lu Yuan glanced at Amushan.

Amushan snorted coldly, disregarding such trivial rules.

He domineeringly stared at the screen on the second floor, with a naked gaze that seemed to possess whomever was behind the screen.

Lu Yuan’s eyes flashed with a murderous intent.

The cloaked man’s face didn’t show it, but he secretly stroked his gloves.

"Feeling like killing?"

A murmuring voice suddenly echoed from above Meng Lang’s head.

Meng Lang was startled and looked up to see a green-clad woman.

She was actually barefoot, with an intricate circle of red rope around her white, delicate ankle, making her skin appear lustrous and jade-like.

"Indecorous."

Meng Lang stopped looking at her.

He wasn’t bothered at all by this random stranger who had inexplicably intruded and ended up above him without his knowledge.

Lan Yeyue also didn’t mind his indifference.

Duan Wenliang was the last to enter the scene.

Timing is better than being early.

Meng Qianqian, dressed in red, walked out from behind the screen supported by Ban Xia and Tan’er, arriving at the railing on the second floor.

With the sunlight bright, she was graceful and radiant, as alluring as a peach and plum.

The young talents collectively held their breath.

If the fleeting glimpse of her profile was mesmerizing, then this moment was an eternal admiration of her divine beauty.

Amushan said, "This Central Plains woman, I want her."

Duan Wenliang chuckled and said, "Such bold words, can you really get her?"

He stood right next to Amushan.

Amushan’s dangerous gaze fell upon his young, handsome face, "You Central Plains pretty boy, wouldn’t last a move with me. I advise you to stay far away!"

Duan Wenliang calmly replied, "Fourth brother is right, there is indeed a place for me to use force, for example, teaching some tactless scoundrels a lesson."

Amushan said, "You Central Plains people all love to brag, but there’s not a single one who can fight."

Duan Wenliang: "Then try it."

Meng Qianqian’s gaze scanned the crowd, and she paused for a moment when her eyes met Lu Yuan’s.

Next was Amushan.

He looked familiar to her.

Amushan gave Meng Qianqian a provocative smile.

Meng Qianqian coldly looked away.

Amushan’s face darkened: "Central Plains woman, you will be mine sooner or later!"

Meng Qianqian, moving from east to west, finally fixed her gaze on the cloaked man.

She clenched her fingers.

It was him.

During her fall off the cliff at the Royal Hunting Ground, he caught her; when she was ambushed, he shot the arrows away for her; passing through the Miasma Forest of the Black Armor Army, he dismantled the traps and dealt with the rats...

He was actually acquainted with the Meng Family.

He didn’t look at Meng Qianqian.

As if deliberately avoiding something.

"Third miss, the embroidered ball."

Uncle Meng carried a tray with the embroidered ball over to Meng Qianqian.

Meng Qianqian picked up the embroidered ball.

She moved east, the crowd surged east.

She moved west, the crowd surged west.

Amushan shouted, "If you crowd, I’ll kill you all!"

The young talents were already enchanted by the fairy-like third miss, who would heed his threats?

Meng Qianqian stood still, without hesitation, she threw the embroidered ball towards Lu Yuan.

"Mine, mine!"

"Don’t grab! It’s mine!"

The young talents, as if hearing the bugle call of a charge, were all fired up, scrambling over each other.

Yet they didn’t have a chance to even touch the embroidered ball.

Lu Yuan, the cloaked man, and Amushan moved almost simultaneously.

Amushan whipped towards the embroidered ball early on.

Duan Wenliang said, "Wow, you’re cheating! You whipped even before it was thrown!"

Amushan said coldly, "You Central Plains folks have a saying, ’All’s fair in war!’

"We Central Plains people also have a saying, ’Good dogs don’t block the way!’"

Having said that, Duan Wenliang leapt up, grabbed his whip, and unceremoniously shook the embroidered ball loose.

Amushan’s eyes revealed a fierce glint: "Pretty boy, you’re asking for it!"

Duan Wenliang was not there to grab the embroidered ball, he didn’t care who could catch it—except this outsider.

The embroidered ball flew high into the air.

Among those who came to participate in the marriage selection, there were some who were skilled in both literature and martial arts, and soon a young talent exhibited Qinggong, leaping out from the crowd.

But how could they match Lu Yuan’s swift movements?

The crowd only sensed a fleeting shadow across their eyes, and before they could react, the embroidered ball had vanished.

Exclamations erupted from the sheltered area: "Someone caught the embroidered ball!"

It was Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan’s fingertips touched the embroidered ball, just managing to grasp it.

At this moment, a sudden kick struck his wrist, disarming his force.

The embroidered ball inevitably flew away from his hand.

The cloaked man took the opportunity to coil around Lu Yuan’s arm, and as he forcefully threw Lu Yuan down, he used the momentum to leap into the air, reaching for the embroidered ball.

Lu Yuan coldly glanced at this saboteur, spun in mid-air, and ascended.

Using the opponent’s own tactics, he kicked the cloaked man’s about-to-be-caught embroidered ball into the air.

At that moment, the unexpected happened.

Amushan and Duan Wenliang had just exchanged a few blows when the embroidered ball happened to fall right above Amushan’s head.

Amushan effortlessly grabbed the fleeting embroidered ball.

He laughed thrice, "Haha! I caught it!"

Madam Yan’s face changed, "Ugh, why this barbarian?"

It’s not unreasonable for her to call Prefect Cao’s nephew so, as this person has been reckless and overbearing since his appearance, truly unpleasant.

Madam Ji looked solemn.

"You’re dreaming!"

Duan Wenliang landed a heavy punch on Amushan.

"Pretty boy, just you?"

Fearlessly, Amushan exchanged punches with Duan Wenliang.

Fists as strong as iron.

Duan Wenliang’s entire fist went numb.

Also, Amushan didn’t feel too much better.

He never expected a Central Plains pretty boy to withstand his iron fist without being instantly incapacitated.

Meanwhile, extremely threatening killing intent approached from both sides.

He paid no more attention to Duan Wenliang, but with attacks from left and right, he was also overwhelmed.

"You attack the lower half, I’ll attack his face!"

Lu Yuan said.

The cloaked man’s hoarse voice said, "Okay."

Hearing his ruined voice, Lu Yuan was taken aback, involuntarily glancing at him.

"Focus."

The cloaked man said.

The two attacked simultaneously.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan did not target the face, and the cloaked man did not target the lower half either.

Both harbored ill intentions, aiming to harm each other, yet at the same time, they discerned each other’s "sinister plan."

Amushan was unlucky.

No matter which part the two attacked, it was ultimately to deal with him.

The embroidered ball was sent high into the air by inner strength.

Lu Yuan and the cloaked man soared up.

He gritted his teeth, "You Central Plains people have angered me!"

He grabbed Lu Yuan and the cloaked man’s legs, and forcibly pulled them down!