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"Elder Wu, I’m already thirty years old, not a university student. I’m just the young master’s maid," Qin Xiaoya said with a slight smile. Before answering, she glanced at Jiang Chen and, seeing that he didn’t mind, she continued.
"I'm not a university student either. I had to drop out because of a strange illness, but my master saved me and took me to train," Ye Ming replied honestly.
These were trivial matters that Wu Taitian wanted to know, and naturally, Jiang Chen wouldn’t stop them from sharing. However, what seemed trivial from Lin Yin, Ye Ming, and Qin Xiaoya’s mouths sounded like earth-shattering secrets to Wu Taitian and the others.
They concluded that before knowing Jiang Chen, Lin Yin, Ye Ming, and Qin Xiaoya were just ordinary people. Yet within just a few years of knowing him, they could even challenge unparalleled masters like Shangguan Yao.
Wu Taitian felt as if he had wasted his life; all those years of cultivation seemed meaningless compared to the few years of training that these young girls had undergone. The blow was too great.
Lu Lengxue and the others wore complex expressions; for a moment, their enthusiasm for training felt like it had been doused with cold water, leaving them disheartened. But when they looked at Jiang Chen again, their eyes sparkled with admiration.
It wasn’t just Lu Lengxue and the other young people who felt this way; even Wu Taitian found himself wishing he could become Mr. Jiang’s disciple.
Night finally fell completely.
This remote, quiet, and beautiful little village was particularly lively tonight. Bonfires were lit both inside and outside the village.
The guards of Mingjing Valley lay down at the entrance, chewing on grass stems while gazing at the starry sky and discussing matters related to Mr. Jiang.
In the darkness, some figures cautiously crept into the village from the grassy outskirts under the cover of night. No outsiders would come in at this hour, so no one paid them any mind.
These people quietly approached the village.
"This place is really lively! So many luxury cars gathered in this small village—it’s quite strange. There must be some hidden secrets here. We’re here to investigate; isn’t that exciting?" one of them said.
"Exciting it may be, but is it safe?" another asked.
"It should be fine. Do you think it’s some shady deal? From what I see, these people seem quite wealthy; they’re all driving luxury cars. It’s probably just a self-driving tour gathering," replied another.
"Well, speculating won’t help us now. Let’s go in and ask someone," suggested another.
"There are people over there; who will go ask?"
This group consisted of seven people—four men and three women. After saying this, everyone turned their gaze toward one woman among them. She was indeed beautiful but exuded an air of seduction and cunning.
"Cheng Xiang, why don’t you go ask?" one person suggested.
"Right! None of us are better at socializing than Cheng Xiang," said a short-haired young woman in a windbreaker with a smile that was hard to tell if it was genuine praise or sarcasm.
These individuals were none other than Cheng Xiang and her group. Today, they had been stopped from entering the village, feeling quite resentful. Under the cover of night, they had stealthily slipped in.
"Alright, I'll go," Cheng Xiang said without hesitation. Among these people, her status was the lowest, so she naturally had to be more obedient. Moreover, she was indeed a woman skilled in social maneuvering; otherwise, she wouldn't have consistently managed to attract wealthy heirs, especially those with increasingly powerful backgrounds.
"Be careful, Xiang Xiang," her boyfriend, a handsome guy in camouflage attire, said with concern. It wasn't that he didn't want to go; it was just that having a beautiful woman handle such matters was more effective.
"It's fine, I'll be right back," Cheng Xiang replied confidently with a smile before walking into the village.
Fifteen minutes later, Cheng Xiang returned. She had indeed used her charm well; she casually struck up a conversation with a young male disciple from the Hidden Sect and quickly gathered information about the situation there.
Upon her return, Cheng Xiang recounted everything she had learned in detail.
"Hidden Sect? Martial Arts Conference?" The wealthy heirs were all taken aback, their interest piqued even more.
Although these rich kids weren't very familiar with the Hidden Sect, they knew about martial arts. Some of them had even trained under Martial Artists and were aware that there were many martial arts masters in Huaxia. Thus, the Hidden Sect must be even more formidable. Such an event, held once every ten years, was a rare opportunity that they couldn't afford to miss.
Despite the inherent risks, it sounded thrilling. These wealthy heirs sought excitement; their lives no longer required them to worry about survival, yet they found themselves feeling bored. Their self-driving trip to Jiang Province was precisely for the thrill of adventure.
Now that there was an exhilarating experience awaiting them, how could they possibly let it slip by?
After some discussion, they boldly walked into the village and set up camp in a quiet and secluded area. They were clever enough to know how to blend in; since everyone here was unfamiliar with one another and rarely interacted, as long as they maintained a calm demeanor, no one would pay attention to their group.
Cheng Xiang and her companions calculated their move well; indeed, no one noticed them. During this Martial Arts Conference, all eyes and attention were drawn to Mr. Jiang. Who would notice a few young people who had slipped in?
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